The teacher could not be called an ardent defender of etiquette and good manners, but in his relations with people he always showed natural politeness and courtesy.
One evening, a young student was driving the teacher home and roughed up the policeman. Justifying himself, he said:
- I want to be myself, and let everyone know what I feel. Politeness is nonsense, shaking the air.
- That's true, - kindly agreed the teacher, - but our car tires are filled with air, and you can see how it helps to soften the blows.
