Chapter 85: First Lesson
She has the knowledge, can write and do exercises, but she doesn't know how to teach.
So she didn't plan to go to class directly even though the class was already halfway through. She hadn't figured out how to do it yet, so she decided to learn about it first.
After looking at each other for half a minute, she put down the book in her hand and said, "I just arrived. I will be your teacher from now on. Let me introduce myself first. My surname is Wen, and my name is Wen Wan." As she spoke, she took the chalk and wrote her name on the blackboard.
When I was in school, I often helped the teacher write on the blackboard, and my chalk handwriting is still very solid.
"You can call me Teacher Wen."
The group of chicks, who had been so busy that their nest had been blown up, were now as quiet as quails. They all lay there looking at her, and they kept saying to themselves, "The new teacher has a nice voice too!"
After Wen Wan finished introducing herself, she saw no response from the audience, so she continued, "Well, I've introduced myself, and everyone knows my name, but I don't know yours yet. So, we still have some time. Let's start from the first person in the first row at the door and introduce ourselves."
"Teacher, what does it mean to introduce yourself?"
A chubby boy sitting there interjected.
Wen Wan said, "To introduce yourself is to say your own name like the teacher did just now."
The children in the class hesitated for a moment. When Wen Wan was about to call them one by one, a little girl near the door stood up and said, "My name is Liu Kucai." She was given this name because she was born when her mother was pinching Kucai with her belly bulging.
As soon as the name was mentioned, the little girl didn't know what to say. There was no flesh on her sallow face, only a pair of big eyes with distinct black and white that looked at Wen Wan helplessly, and her hands were nervously twisting her patched clothes.
Wen Wan smiled and nodded. "Very good. We should learn from Liu Kucai, listen to the teacher and speak actively. Liu Kucai, you can sit down. Next student."
There are a total of twenty-six students in the second grade class. The youngest is eight years old and the oldest is twelve years old. There are nineteen boys and only seven girls.
Even so, it was considered the best school in Ganling. After all, it was close to the commune and much better than those places deep in the mountains. Some brigades couldn't even run schools, and only the educated youth who went to the countryside would organize literacy classes during the off-season at both ends.
Once all the children in the class have called out their names one by one, the class is considered over.
Wen Wan didn't leave the classroom either. She sat down on the bench on the podium and flipped through the book in her hand.
The textbooks here have been used repeatedly, and the covers have been worn white. I don’t know how long they have been used. The key points of the content inside have been highlighted in red pen, which makes it look very easy.
Most of the children in the classroom had gone out to play, but a few who seemed brave enough and curious about her came over to look at her. Wen Wan looked up at them with a smile and asked, "I only have one class left in the morning before school is over. I just got here, and this class is for you. What do you want to learn? Tell me."
"I don't know." Several children looked at her and smiled timidly, then ran out quickly. They could be heard muttering through the wall: "The teacher told me to choose what class I want to take, so I can take whatever class I want."
Wen Wan lowered her head and continued to read the textbook until the bell rang. She had a general idea in her mind.
He closed the book, looked at the children who were sitting in their seats one after another, and asked, "Who is the monitor of our class?"
The chubby kid named Wang Erhu who had spoken to her earlier raised his hand high and shouted in pure Ganling dialect: "Teacher Wen, the class monitor is here!"
Wen Wan suppressed her laughter and asked, "Did the teacher teach us what the first thing to do in class is?"
The children below looked at her in confusion.
Wen Wan understood that this was not taught.
Then, she would start teaching from the beginning.
"Okay, let's officially start this class. First, the monitor will say stand up!"
Wang Erhu shouted, "Stand up!"
Wen Wan: ...
"Speak Mandarin to the teacher and stand up!"
Wang Erhu shouted again.
It was a little awkward, but it worked. Wen Wan nodded and continued, "After the squad leader yells 'Stand Up,' what should everyone do? Everyone should stand up. 'Stand Up' means to stand up."
The children below were quite cooperative. They stood up and looked at her, not knowing what she was going to do.
"Okay, now tell me, hello teacher!"
The children all spoke in a chaotic manner, with Ganling accents and a mixture of weird Mandarin. The only good thing was that the children were very cooperative with this new teacher who had a nice voice and good looks, and her voice was very loud.
Wen Wan said, "Hello, students!" After that, she waved her hand downwards and said, "Come, sit down. We performed very well just now. Let's do it again. Remember, when speaking in class, follow the teacher's lead and learn Mandarin. Come, monitor, let's do it again!"
During class, Wang Xiannian assigned some homework to the children in the class and then took a break to go out and take a look at the new teacher, Teacher Wen.
Wen Wan didn't realize there were people watching outside. After scolding them a few times and feeling like she was barely doing enough, she asked the students to sit down. "This is what I'm going to teach you in today's class. When get out of class starts, you have to say hello to the teacher. When class ends, you have to say goodbye to the teacher. If you run into the teacher on the street, you have to say hello too. Every second grader must be the most polite child. Do you remember everything?"
“Remember!”
Wen Wan nodded in satisfaction, then said, "Okay, the teacher just promised that this class will be arranged by you. Now that some time has passed, what do you want to learn in this class?"
Wang Erhu raised his hand: "Teacher, can we have physical education class?" Physical education class in elementary school is like herding sheep, that is, the children play by themselves and the teacher watches them. Generally, such classes are in the afternoon and not in the morning. A day's plan begins in the morning, and the morning or the first half of the day is the most precious. How can you just waste time?
Wen Wan denied it bluntly: "No, I can't do that in physical education class."
Wang Erhu looked dispirited, and several boys who were as eager to try as he was also dispirited.
I told them to make the decision, but then they said it and I didn't allow it. What is this? Isn't this like taking off your pants to fart?
Of course, they only dared to complain in their hearts and did not dare to say it out loud.
Liu Kucai timidly raised her hand and called out, "Teacher, can you sing? Please teach us a song!"
Wen Wan looked at her and smiled. Of course she could sing, and she was very good at it.
This little girl is really just what I like.
She looked at the children in the class and asked, "Is singing okay? Can everyone sing?"
A girl in the third row opposite her raised her hand and said, "Teacher, I can sing a little bit, 'There is only one mother in the world!'"
Wen Wan encouraged her: "Wang Xiujuan, right? Come on, if you can sing, sing for everyone. The teacher will see how much you can sing."
"There is only one good mother in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure..." These are the only two sentences Wang Xiujuan knows, which she heard from others.
Wen Wan turned around with a piece of chalk and wrote the words "Only Mother is Good in the World" on the blackboard. "That's the title of this song. Wang Xiujuan is really great and gave me a good start. Let's spend the rest of the class learning to sing this. I'll sing it first, and then I'll teach everyone line by line, okay?"
Wenwan is very patient when doing what she is good at. The lyrics of this song are simple and focus on emotions, so it is not difficult to teach.
By the time the bell rang, most students in the class could already hum several lines.
Xihe Brigade is divided into three production teams, each of which has its own characteristics.
In Lujiazui, most people in the production team were surnamed Lu. In Hujiawan, many were surnamed Hu. In Wangjialiang, the surname Wang naturally made up the majority. There were other surnames as well, but they were in the minority.
For example, the primary school principal Wang Xiannian is from Wangjialiang. There are also several people with the surname Wang in Wen Wan’s class, and they are all from the same area.
There were also people from Lujiazui. There were two with the surname Lu and one with the surname Liu. The one in front of them was Liu Dacai, the eldest son of Liu Chaoxing's family. There were also two with the surname Zhou, who were cousins. The girl was named Zhou Dongmei, from the cashier Zhou Minghong's family. The other was named Zhou Jianmin, from the family of Zhou Guicai, the third son of the Zhou family.
Wen Wan had seen them twice in the team, and the two children also knew Wen Wan. After all, Lu Donglin was about the same age as them, and when they played together, they would talk about Sister Wen Wan every other sentence.
Now she has become their teacher. The two children turned around after the class was over and thought, "Oh my god, Lu Donglin's sister has become their teacher!" (⊙x⊙;)
The brother and sister were two years apart in age, but in the same grade. They went to and from school together. When the bell rang, the children said goodbye to the teacher and rushed out of the classroom, eager to run home. As soon as they left school, they ran into Lu Dongping, who was a grade above them. They shouted and chased after him, and together they ran home.
While running, he showed off to Lu Donglin: "We have a new teacher in our class. She is very, very good-looking, has a very, very nice voice, and even teaches us to sing!"
Lu Donglin snorted twice: "How beautiful is it? Is it as beautiful as my sister Wen Wan?"
Zhou Dongmei said, "Our teacher's last name is also Wen, Wen Wan, isn't she your Sister Wen Wan?"
Lu Donglin: ...Σxuez⊙When did Sister Wenwan Chuan become a second-grade teacher?
When I got home to eat, I was busy and nagging. I just took a few bites of the rice in the pot, locked the door, and ran into the school.
Wen Wan didn't go home at noon. She came late in the morning and had lunch at home before coming, so there was no need to make that trip at noon. After school, when the children in the class had left, she went to the office shared by five teachers to take a look.
The office is also a mud house, and the interior is as simple as the classroom. The mud floor is swept clean. There are two tables against the wall and by the window, and two more tables in the middle. These are the offices of several teachers besides the principal.
There is also a kettle under the table, which seems to be brought from home?
There was a broom made of palm leaves behind the door.
It looks a bit crowded, but it is very clean and tidy.
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