Welcome to the Educomplex “Mkhitar Sebastatsi”: we don’t separate the new ones from the old ones. Everybody is a Sebastatsi having equal rights, having been included since the very first day. It’s so nice that the Middle School becomes more and more attractive for those who once left and now has returned, or have studied in some other schools for years. The evaluation of the student who has come to study at the Middle School of our Educomplex is always important for those who study and work in our Educomplex… Most of our folks stop evaluating-underlying-being afraid to lose it, which is as dear to us as life… The evaluation of those who have left and come back, who have got what to compare with, is quite another thing; it is built up on the achievements and creations… I was telling the students of the 11-12th grades in the dancing hall: “I have invented a new type of punishment: I’ll free you from lessons for two-three weeks and send you on a business trip to another school… If you stay alive come back resurrected as I have done many times….” I’m ready to cooperate with any school under the same conditions. It will be a real educational exchange: be it a school situated in Yerevan or in a region in Armenia or abroad… We provide free accommodation in our lodgings… Those who have come back must know, that what we have is the most expensive, that is our free life, we are the creators of its well-being and we become responsible for it… Exactly as responsible as for one’s surname, family, heirs, life and republic…
Davit Bleyan’s, Ashot’s Son’s Family Book
15.02.2016
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