Chapter 347 The First Lesson of School
The commotion lasted for several days, and finally came to an end when Wu Jiabao happily received a meal of spicy meat fried with bamboo sticks.
It’s the end of August and the start of school in September will soon be here.
Not only were the children unhappy, but some adults were also restless.
New teacher Lin Xiaotong was also worried at home. She stayed in her room alone these days, hunched over her desk and wrote several versions of lesson plans.
On the first day of school, she was teaching a class to the freshmen in the department as a teaching assistant. She hadn't touched a book since her graduation thesis defense.
Most of the courses at the graduate level are practical. From the beginning, I followed Teacher Shen to help him, and in the end I was able to handle some case files independently.
In comparison, there will be fewer purely theoretical analyses.
Now my teaching subjects are undergraduate students who have just entered their first year, and how to get off to a good start is an urgent problem that needs to be solved.
Looking up at the days on the calendar that were getting closer and closer, I felt inexplicably panicked.
I have a thick stack of draft papers, but I haven’t decided on the final lesson plan yet.
Just as I was about to get up and take out my freshman year notes from the bookcase to look for inspiration, I heard soft voices outside the window.
Why does this sound so hollow?
"Sister Tong, aren't you tired? Why are you still reading? Want to come out and play?"
While I was thinking, three heads popped out from the window, one big and two small.
Guoqing was wearing a melon-shaped hat and grinning at her. Chengzi was eating apricots beside him, and his smile revealed his new front teeth.
Wu Jiabao was sticking his butt out in a strange posture, with his hands on the window and his head sticking in from outside.
While talking, he accidentally touched his butt and grimaced in pain, looking extremely funny.
This time, his parents beat him too hard. In the end, the bamboo stick broke in the middle.
At first he still had the strength to howl, and his howls were even harsher than his mother's beatings.
The sound became quieter and quieter until it was silent. I was beaten so hard that I lost consciousness and fell asleep in a daze.
When I woke up the next day, I was lying on the bed like a turtle, with my buttocks swollen.
At the beginning, I couldn’t sit at all. As soon as I touched the bench, it hurt so much that I jumped three feet high.
At first, his mother felt sorry for him and comforted him with kind words.
After so many times, the cruel couple completely turned a blind eye.
His mother frowned and covered her ears, and his father turned and glared at him, telling him to quiet down.
He whines over trivial matters. What kind of man is he as?
He really wanted to run to the gate of the compound, put a bowl there, and cry his heart out.
Of course, it's just something to think about, and in the end it always ends up in nothing.
However, after dinner, his mother took the bench he usually sat on and went to the front yard to find Aunt Guan, and the two of them whispered for a while.
Aunt Guan loosened her arms, swung her legs, and kicked the stool hard.
After a loud bang, a big hole appeared in the middle of his beloved little stool.
The smile on his lips slowly disappeared.
But after trying it, he found that this "hollow" stool was quite friendly to his butt at the moment.
After sitting on it, the buttocks are just exposed and will not be touched at all.
It was still cool, and he secretly moved to his father's side when releasing the poison gas eggs.
After the little plan succeeded, a cry of helplessness and rage came from the Wu family in the west of the backyard.
When it was time for dinner, the people in the compound would take their bowls and go out on time. They would lean against the door and watch Wu Shengli chasing his beloved Danzi around the compound.
She couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Wu Jiabao's face flushed with anger: "Sister Tong, this is not very nice of you?
I was planning to treat you to a popsicle, huh."
He pretended to be angry, turned his head away, folded his arms, and trembled his feet, waiting for her to say something nice.
"Just a little, just a little, why are the corners of my mouth so disobedient?"
She also stuck her head out of the window and looked into the yard.
"Why are there only three of you? Where's Tiger Head?"
Hu Tou originally lived in the Tsinghua University staff housing compound this summer, but just came back yesterday with a lot of luggage.
"He went to the school library to read again."
Wu Jiabao muttered, squeezed his buttocks, and walked like a duck, moving forward bit by bit.
They will be in their third year of high school at the start of the school year, and are at a critical juncture.
After Hu Tou had a goal to strive for, he immediately took action. He borrowed a library card from his family and stayed in the library whenever he had free time.
Every time school was about to start, his mother would see Hu Tou, a boy with excellent grades and a model student, and turn around and give him a sour look.
The four of them went directly to the third uncle's house, bought some popsicles, and sat cross-legged on the bamboo bed under the grape trellis.
She asked the three of them a question.
"By the way, what does your favorite teacher look like?"
The quick-talking Guoqing was the first to raise his hand: "Gentle and beautiful!"
Orange tilted his head and thought to himself, "It's fair and will not favor students."
I remember one time after school she was playing with her friends. A fat boy was standing in the sandpit next to the slide and playing by himself, throwing sand at them.
The man stepped back, and the two bumped into each other as the bigger boy slid down.
The chubby boy accidentally hit his head, causing a bump. He ran to the teacher crying and complained.
When the kindergarten teacher came, he scolded them without any reason and didn't give them any chance to explain. He assumed it was all their fault.
She was brave enough to stand up and explain, but was scolded by the teacher.
After returning home, she was very unhappy. Her grandmother had a bad temper and took her to the school to find the leader angrily. This time the teacher listened to their explanation, and finally the two boys apologized to each other.
Wu Jiabao didn't dare sit down. He stood aside, restlessly pulling at the tendrils of the grape vines with his hands, a look of deep resentment on his face.
"I love teachers who don't give homework, teachers who don't take roll call, and teachers who don't call my parents for the final exam!"
Guoqing raised his hand high: "I agree!"
The melon-shaped hat was tilted and almost fell to the ground. Orange helped to hold it up, and Guoqing smiled innocently.
He remembered something and took out some fruit candies from his pocket and distributed them to the three of them.
"Try this. The wedding candy my mom gave out when someone at her workplace got married is really delicious.
I have decided that when I get married I will buy a lot of delicious candies."
"Brother Guoqing, can't you tell? You're so young, and you're already thinking about getting a wife."
Wu Jiabao came over and made faces.
Guoqing was so embarrassed that his face turned red. The two of them were making a mess. Orange was sitting on the bamboo bed watching the fun while eating sweet and sour fruit candy.
After eating, she washed her hands and fell into deep thought after listening to the three people's very different answers.
Although it's a bit funny, these are definitely what the children really think.
She has always felt that being a teacher is a very serious matter. After all, some three views will be more or less infiltrated in the teaching process.
A slight deviation may lead people who are originally on the right path astray, which is a very scary thing.
Teachers will face one class after another of students. They do not expect to have many successful students all over the world, but only hope that the rain and dew will nourish the spring flowers.
Orange came closer and whispered in her ear softly but clearly:
"Mom, no matter what kind of teacher you become in the future, I will always love you."
This child is just like her father in the summer, warm all over.
A steaming head came over and she held the child in her arms, her uneasy heart becoming hot.
"Thank you, Orange. Mom will always love you too."
Mother is a child's natural harbor, and sometimes mother also needs a response.
Love is never a one-way street.
She thought she understood how to teach the first lesson.
…
In September, Kyoto University's campus opened its doors again, welcoming students from all over the world.
Walking hurriedly in Yanyuan, I saw a group of new faces under the Boya Tower and by the Weiming Lake.
There were laughter and joy all the way, and bright smiles embraced the clear sky.
The ginkgo trees on both sides of the boulevard next to the triangle are tall and green, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground.
"Are you ready? Just follow your own instructions during class. Just speak slowly and take it easy."
Before class, Shen Tingyu couldn't help but run over to give her a few instructions and straightened her collar.
The former students have become teachers in the blink of an eye.
Lin Xiaotong nodded. She combed her hair today, tucked the loose hair at her temples behind her ears, revealing her smooth forehead.
Wearing a simple white shirt and an ankle-length light green skirt.
"You look more like someone going to a graduation thesis defense."
Shen Tingyu touched her hand, fortunately, it was not cold.
"Teacher, the first lesson is also a test for me."
She hopes to give a satisfactory answer.
Don't seek to be outstanding, but seek to touch the heart.
Shen Tingyu looked at her with a smile on his face.
"Okay, then I'll go to class without any worries."
She waved goodbye and left with a faint fragrance.
She took a deep breath and walked towards the large classroom, her skirt fluttering in the wind.
Before the bell rang, a green figure appeared at the teacher's door.
Step up to the podium, look at the students sitting below, and look into their eyes.
There is curiosity, surprise, envy, and expectation.
"Hello everyone, I'm Lin Xiaotong, and I'll be your teaching assistant for this elective course."
The bell rang on time, and I picked up the chalk and wrote my name neatly on the blackboard.
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