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Not my Russian Tennis Coach...Too Bad..
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...Nope.
Unfortunately she was NOT my Russian Tennis Coach.
But...
I did have one.
Yep.
As he told me...this was in the 1980's, I think he may have defected it the 1970's.
He took a tour of New York from Russia. When he got off the bus in New York City, he just kept going,
He landed in the luxury apartment complex I was living in. taking a job as the Tennis Coach
He was a good tennis player. I remember him letting a couple of shots go at me. I had no chance of getting to them in time.
He was a nice person.
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I took a class in the Russian Language in the 12th grade.
There were about 10 students in the class.
All the students in the class were intellectuals. The kind that were completely under the radar.
Many classes at my High School were graded in a 50/50 system. 50 percent for homework, and 50 percent for tests. As I did not do any homework I had a C average.
Getting an A on all of the tests and doing no homework frustrated my Russian Teacher.
She had me get up in front of the class and go to the blackboard. She said she was going to tell me in Russian what to write on the board and I would have to do it.
I asked her "Left Handed or Right Handed?" She just stared at me.
I told her I would do it Left Handed.
I completed the exercise. She did not say a word in Russian or English.
My Russian teacher had a Russian Father, right from Russia. She was officially an English teacher at my High School, and taught one section of Russian,
She was a nice person.
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