Humorous Essays Based on students' memories
"All have died
except for those who are alive, and those whom we remember"Confucius
- From the author
- Review of a book by O.P.Syedyshev "The Guys"
- Copyright
The Guys
Essay 1. How I became a student
Essay 2. Mini-dorm
Essay 3. Arkasha
Essay 4. Ditto
Essay 5. Vagram
Essay 6. Eugene
Essay 7. Slava Sizikov
Essay 8. Batya
Essay 9. Tolik and Vagram
Essay 10. Ilgam and Otari
Essay 11. Petya Kozlov and a pipe
Essay 12. Golubev and Sasha Plokhikh
Essay 13. Serezha Sherbinin
Essay 14. Operative surgery exam
Essay 15. Striptease of Leada Syrkasheva
Essay 17. Pseudo wedding
Essay 18. How I was a trade union organi...
Essay 19. Anatomy
Essay 20. #118 Group
Essay 21. RW
Essay 22. Brothers Romashov
Essay 23. Pharmakology
Essay 24. Sambo
Essay 25. Dimka the Wine-Maker
Essay 26. Brewery
Essay 27. Delicacy
Essay 28. Muster
Essay 29. Festival
Essay 30. Cant wait to get married
Essay 31. Beer at lectures
Essay 32. Examinations
Essay 33. The murder will out
Essay 34. An accident
Essay 35. Vendetta
Essay 36. A lesson to remember for a lif...
Essay 38. A wedding ring
Essay 40. How different all of them are
Essay 41. Product #2
Essay 42. A guitar
Essay 43. A stranger in medicine
Essay 44. Oh, sports - You are life!
Essay 45. Canalis nasolacrimalis
Essay 46. Young Communist League (Komsom...
Essay 47. Unus - one out of five
Essay 48. His Majesty photographer
Essay 49. Three tablets of aminazine
Essay 50. "Nothern Lights"
Essay 51. Gentlemen of luck
Essay 52. Brother-2
Essay 53. Three thanks
Essay 54. Superstitious Beliefs
Essay 56. Satanic Grin
Essay 57. 21 Gurgles
Essay 58. Triplets
Essay 59. Pilau on Issyk Kul
Essay 60. Is speculation business or not...
Essay 61. Bitter Sugar
Essay 63. Cream Of Wheat
Essay 64. Feeling Of Pride
Essay 65. Was It Love?
Essay 67. Examination Paper #13
Essay 68. The Devil of Adventurism
Essay 69. Sketching Characters
Essay 70. An Excursion
Essay 71. Winter examinations
Essay 72. Stierlitz is no match for them...
Essay 73. Inhale through your mouth, ple...
Essay 74. Hitler kaputt!
Essay 75. A second-year student
Essay 76. Mistakes should be paid for!
Essay 77. Four letters
Essay 78. Prince of Imereti
Essay 79. There are too few workers and ...
Essay 80. A pood of salt
Essay 81. A Prankster
Essay 82. Let's Man The Barricades!
Essay 83. Now A Kiss!
Essay 84. Briefs
Essay 85. A Miracle!
Essay 86. A mouse!.. in a hairdo? How ve...
Essay 87. A Born Obstetrician
Essay 88. International Children's Day
Essay 91. Here is the one for you, fasci...
Essay 94. A sight for sore eyes
Essay 96. REAR
Essay 97. And you are a gambler, Paramos...
Essay 98. An Ode to Pilav
Essay 99. Always hungry
Essay 100. Dudes
Essay 114. The night before
Essay 119. An autograph
Essay 130. Déjà vu
Essay 137. Twelve
Essay 141. A password is needed
Essay 142. Home brew
Essay 143. Mind what you say
Essay 144. Experimenters
Essay 145. An autograph
Essay 146. Hydrocele
Essay 147. Clip on the back of the head
Essay 148. Al Qasr
Essay 149. We were optimists...
Essay 150. Despotic and wilful person
Essay 151. With a sickle at the balls
Essay 152. Liquidation
Essay 153. Resonance
Essay 154. Shock therapy
Essay 155. Good luck of Victor Kiss
Essay 156. Herd instinct
Essay 157. Cond'omer
Essay 159. The Gypsy Baron
Essay 160. SI system
Essay 161. Foie gras
Essay 162. Divine disposition
Essay 163. Chizhik-Pyzhik*
Essay 164. Culinary terrorist act
Essay 172. At the world's end
Essay 173. Rupture
After graduation
Essay 37 Whyte chrysanthemums
Essay 55 We Are the Eleventh! So What?
Essay 62 Feinzilberg's Mistake
Essay 90 Betwixt and Between...
Essay 92 Those who are drowning are to ...
Essay 93 People, be happy
Essay 116 Here's a fine how d'ye do!
Essay 131 Feminine logic
Essay 132 Bimbo and, pardon, balls
Essay 133 Forty years later
Essay 134 Product #2 again
Essay 136 Striptease of Fomitch
Essay 138 Love and gastric ulcer
Essay 139 A victim of essays
Essay 140 Sleep!
Essay 158 Help-it's a panic
Essay 165 A Hen
Essay 166 The first vacation
Essay 167 Tails
Essay 168 PEA
Essay 169 Sochi
Essay 170 VOLGA
Essay 171 Muriuk
Essay 174 Bear's disease
Essay 175 An escape
Kitchen talks
Essay 39. A brick on the top of the head
Essay 89. Guriev Porridge (or conversati...
Essay 113. Prosperity of Russia
Essay 135. A Prescription
Beyond the Horizon
Essay 16. Its a small world
Essay 66. Paris, Paris...
Essay 95. Milan is a Lucrative City
Essay 102. A Look and Something
Essay 103. Tango 'Magnolia'
Essay 110. Buddha is smiling
Essay 128. Red Light District
Essay 93. People, be happy
In my life I enjoy doing charity. Though, I do not like to donate "in general", I prefer to make specific donations. I remember, about twenty years ago, when there was shortage of disposable syringes, I managed to get and buy one hundred thousand of the disposable syringes and donated them to a children's department of Mangush district hospital, which is near Mariupol.
First, I've always strongly hated bureaucrats. Why was the chief physician scolding me? Because the donation was done without him being in charge, and he could not control anything. Knowing the habits of chief physicians, to witness the process of the donation I had invited a chief editor of a local newspaper, and the event was made public in the district. Second, I was happy for the doctors of the department, who came to my office to thank me and told me about everything the notorious Tokhtomysh had been up to. Third, I was happy for myself that I could afford to do such things. I want to make a stress on the words: "I can afford", because charity and as a result donations are performed only when a person has a desire and a possibility. And the amount of donation is not relevant.


Of course, I did not arrange a referendum to discuss the question, but I talked the matter over with three of my closest former fellow students, and got absolute encouragement from them. The matter is that I decided to put on the front cover that the book is published on donations of such and such, though without specifying the amounts donated, as that could become the most sensitive issue. So as soon as I made an announcement about the welcomed donations, I was contacted right away with a question about how to transfer the money by Leosha Krasnov, Kostya Romashov, Sveta Titova, Marina Emikh, Lyubov Kovaleova and Yakov Kirsh.

Aleksey Krasnov

Kostya Romashov

Svetlana Titova (Safronova)

Oleg Sanin

Lyubov Kovaleova

Dr. med.Jacob Kirsch
They are the graduates of Kemerovo Medical Institute. Though, when I started receiving money from total strangers, that was both very surprisingly and pleasant. It means people like my essays. And those, who are doing that, are not only kind, but are also wise; however, unfortunately, those who donate are significantly outnumbered by those, who don't. I will act against my conscience, if I say that everybody was "for" and everybody liked everything. A frog differs from a toad by its croaking. A toad does not croak, it suffocates, i.e. people cannot part with certain amount of money. It had to suffocate really hard one of my former fellow students, as he in spite of Confucius' statement that "it's difficult to look for a black cat in a dark room, especially if it's not there", has found a cat!


In June 2012 it will be forty years since very many nice guys and I graduated from the Kemerovo Medical Institute, and after that became wonderful doctors. Life scattered them around the world; I know that my former fellow students live and work in Canada, Belarus, Germany, Israel, Ukraine, USA. Well, and around unbounded Russia.
As years pass, we become more sentimental and are looking for communication. We feel like hugging our old friends, asking for their forgiveness, if they were possibly offended, and remembering the past. As for me, I want to use the author's right with a personal desire and tell everybody: "Please, forgive me, everybody who was offended by me intentionally or unintentionally. I love you!!! Be happy!!!".

I believe, you, my dear readers, will forgive me, if I continue doing charity myself by making donations and inviting others to do what they can to become involved in charity. And I will also continue writing essays following an order of Yavar Gasan-ogly Abdulayev, which is expressed in a quite specific way:
You created a miracle with your magic pen.
You've found beautiful words about the past
And reached the perfection of your skill.
Poems are also created by you,
And they should become my brothers.
They are the creation of your spirit.
Create, write revealing your art.
Your tale about love full of sweetness and pain
is needed by people, like salt for food.
Thought is a spit, and words are shish kebab,
If you string them, you will write a book of books.
You should rotate the spit over the fire
In order to delight them with food after that.

21 December, 2011.
© Copyright: Oleg Syedyshev, 2012
Publishing licence #213101900981
Translated by Viktoria Potykinato content ↑