So these ten years have passed. There were so many sad and funny things in them. And for some reason it seems to me that only one day has actually passed. So intense and stormy, but only one. Yesterday you, our children, very young, with bows, ties and briefcases were going to your first lesson. And today you are standing in front of us almost grown-up, so serious and a little sad. I want to address you, dear teachers. I bow low to you for your patience, for your skills, for loving our children and being wise mentors to them. We wish you to release more than one generation of the same wonderful guys as you made ours. And let our children have an easy way of life. And may warm memories of these wonderful school years always live in the hearts of our children!