Today, a fairy tale horror friend will tell you the story of a little girl who didn’t know chemistry and killed her mother

Teacher Neplatilová doesn’t praise her students for how long the year is, nothing is good enough for her, she doesn’t always announce the papers in advance and she gives a lot of homework even during the holidays.

She always looks out for a few unpopular ones, which she then tries to somehow make impossible in front of the class, but no one in her class, not even the prize winners, has a bed of roses.

He also fundamentally does not admit his mistakes and rarely smiles at children.

But she wasn’t always like that. A terrible incident that happened to her in her childhood is to blame.

Her story is so horrible that I don’t know if I can even tell it to you, dear children.

that i can All right, but expect your little brains to wrap themselves in their meninges like diapers in sheer terror, and there they’ll flap in panic like aspens until they’re soothed by the sugar from the semolina.

If you are still here, despite all the warnings, then consider the horror.

Little Mirečka lived only with her mother. She was a cheerful, cute little girl. It’s just that learning didn’t go well for her twice. She was least good at chemistry, even though she didn’t really excel in the matric either.

She liked Czech and history, i.e. those subjects that don’t require a lot of logical reasoning.

Once in chemistry, when they were learning the elements, Mr. Procházka took her to the blackboard and told her to write the chemical symbol of the element with the lowest boiling point among the elements.

Dear Mirečka was standing there at the blackboard, like the hard Y.

She didn’t know what element the teacher had in mind, even when he told her the atomic number 2. Helium simply somehow skipped over and therefore she didn’t know.

Teacher Procházka was angry, and not very smartly, he started to embarrass little Mirka in front of the class.

“Look, dear class, at the biggest ignoramus who doesn’t know the second most abundant element in the universe! Applause Mirka Neplatilova!”

Poor Mirečka, all red, with a brek and a high five, sat back on the bench.

In the afternoon, Mirka presented her school report to her mother for inspection.

She stared at the giant five and suddenly clutched her stomach.

Gallbladder! Mom was sobbing and called an ambulance.

At the hospital, mom was taken straight to hepatology, to the operating room, because her gallbladder had to be removed.

So the anesthesiologist put the mother to sleep and then left.

Little Mirka was sitting in front of the operating room and noticed that the inscription

“HEPATOLOGY” is pasted from letters, and the first two are the helium brand.

She decided to borrow the letters for a while so that she could remember them better.

So she peeled them off and the words “PATHOLOGY” remained on the door.

Come on kids, everyone makes mistakes.

What the hell he didn’t want! That very day, a new, inexperienced pathologist entered the hospital, and as soon as he saw the sign, he burst into the operating room, where Mirča’s mother was lying asleep.

Well, and he began to dissect! First he cut open the poor mother’s skull and took out the brain on the table.

When the surgeon and his assistants came in five minutes to remove the gallbladder, it was already too late.

So now you know why the teacher is so strict with the children. He lives with guilt.