The younger the child, the greater his or her ability to accept new knowledge may be. Jiang Xue counted the children aged five to twelve in the cave and found a total of eighteen.
Eighteen... Jiang Xue thought to herself, if she only taught them simple arithmetic and Chinese characters, as long as they could keep up with the reading and writing skills, they would be able to apply what they learned to other situations in the future and would be able to write and count. After all, there were no exams or imperial examinations here. As long as they could understand, she would be considered a success.
But if you really want to teach children, classrooms are essential.
Everyone in the tribe was crammed into this one cave, with no room to spare. They didn't even have a sense of privacy, so how could they possibly even have a classroom? Even if they could find space for the children, they didn't even have the basic tools of the study: brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. How could the children practice?
Do we really have to use bamboo slips and sand tables to teach like the ancients did?
More importantly, she couldn't even find arrow bamboo, so she had to carve arrows. If she wanted to make a brush, she had to find suitable bamboo tubes and peach gum. Even if she found these two things, she would still need a comb to organize the brush tip... Even if the brush was made, she still needed paper to write on!
Using bamboo slips instead of paper can be used for writing to a certain extent, but most of the time they are carved with a knife. Although there are also some that are written with a pen, a brush is also required.
Both of these methods could record the text. Even if she had prepared both of these things, the inkstone was easy to get and could be replaced with an abandoned ceramic bowl, but what about the ink?
But she has none of these things!
Jiang Xue thought about it and pulled her hair in annoyance. She found that she still needed a lot of tools to make these writing tools!
How can we teach without tools?
Mu Feng sat down beside her and frowned as he watched her pulling her hair. "Axue, what's bothering you now?"
Jiang Xue then realized that she had subconsciously started pulling her hair...
She put her hands down awkwardly and said, "I was thinking about what Asongbo said just now. Knotting records isn't very practical and reliable. But if we could try to record it in writing, it would be much more effective." She sighed, her face again filled with frustration. "It's just that we still lack a lot of tools, like pens and paper for writing. We've never seen them before."
Mu Feng was slightly stunned. Seeing her pulling her hair, he felt very distressed. He gently held her hand and said softly, "Axue, what is a word?"
Jiang Xue curled her lips. "It's a kind of symbol or graphic used to record our daily lives. For example, the characters '正' (positive) I carved for Ayun when she was in confinement after giving birth are characters."
Mu Feng was surprised and delighted: "Axue, you mean, you know how to read and write, and you plan to let the tribe members learn your calligraphy?"
Jiang Xue was stunned, then nodded. "Yes, we can let all children aged five to twelve learn to read. If that's the case, then Asongbo won't have to worry about reviewing his knots every day."
"This is a good thing. Just go for it. I support you." Mu Feng looked at her, his eyes shining with excitement.
"It's just that we don't have a place for the children to study right now." Jiang Xue smiled bitterly. Even with his support, what difference would it make? The biggest problem now was the location and tools. She sighed, "That's what I'm worried about." She looked at the dancing flames, "It would be great if our children could all learn to read and write."
Mu Feng smiled and said, "Axue, have you made any progress?"
"It's just an idea. Don't take it seriously if it's not even a clue."
"Axue is just being modest," Mu Feng said. "Since this matter can't be rushed, let's talk about it later. The current issue is how to properly deal with those women in the Eagle Tribe."
Jiang Xue laughed: "This matter really needs to be dealt with. Otherwise, if everyone in the tribe follows their example, how will we be able to manage it?"
It is indeed time to treat them. If they dare to fight today, they might dare to kill people tomorrow.
Well, although Vanilla did commit assassinations.
People in the tribe have different statuses, but that is only for a very small number of people. But if they don't even care about their own tribesmen, what can we expect them to do in the future!
Mu Feng...suddenly, he didn't know what stick came out and gently pushed her several times.
Jiang Xue's mouth twitched. She glared at him unhappily, then lost her temper as she saw his passionate gaze. "Alright, I've already solved this problem for you, haven't I? If they make mistakes again, not only will they be forced to run, but they'll also be starved. This punishment is enough."
"I mean, in the future, will someone make a mistake in this way?"
"Later? It's the winter season now. Once it's over, let them do whatever's busy."
Mu Feng looked at her: "For example?"
"For example, they have to dig clay, make pottery molds, and burn pottery. We may also need to reclaim wasteland in the future. They can't refuse to participate even if they want to. We force them to do it."
"Okay," Mu Feng said with a smile, "I'll do as you say."
Jiang Xue curled her lips. This guy only knew how to trick herself!
The two chatted for a while, and Xiaohua suddenly ran over: "Sister Axue, Elder Chimu asked if we want to dig up the lotus roots from the trench and eat them today?"
Jiang Xue refused flatly: "It's too cold, so let's not dig. So, find a few people to go to the fields and pull some radishes, and have someone kill a sheep. We'll have radish stewed with mutton today."
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