—Morning check-in, indoor activity areas, toileting, morning exercises, group educational activities, washing, toileting, eating fruit...
As Qiao Nansheng listened, she jotted down these notes on her computer. When she finished and looked at them, she was so shocked her jaw almost dropped: "So much?"
There are seventeen in total, not counting the sixteen after school.
Why does it seem like getting into kindergarten is more troublesome and difficult than getting into primary, middle, or high school?
Is it because her role is a teacher, not a student?
Zhong Xuelian smiled gently: "Actually, it's not much. You'll get used to it. Next class is an indoor activity area. Do you know how to do it? Do you need me to tell you?"
Qiao Nansheng nodded vigorously. This had to be said. She was completely baffled by that sentence. What was a "district corner"? She had never heard of it.
The break between classes was only ten minutes long. Zhong Xuelian and Qiao Nansheng were halfway through their explanation when the bell rang for the next class.
She smiled apologetically at Qiao Nansheng: "Class has started, so that's all I can say to you. It's not a big deal if you forget. The kids have been in school for so long, you just need to tell them, and they'll know what to do."
"Is...really?" Qiao Nansheng seemed a little skeptical.
She stood up and went out with Zhong Xuelian. Zhong Xuelian taught the middle class, in the classroom diagonally opposite hers. Watching her go in, Qiao Nansheng turned around and went back to the small class, feeling like crying.
"Hello, Teacher Qiao!" came the unanimous, childlike greeting.
Qiao Nansheng: ...
If I could, I really wouldn't want to be this teacher.
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Zhong Xuelian is right. As soon as Qiao Nansheng finished explaining the lesson to the children, they all did what they were supposed to do without her having to worry about them at all.
The little girl who helped her in the last class had a lot of authority in the class, leading the children in origami and clay collage. Qiao Nansheng watched from the stage with a look of satisfaction on her face.
Thankfully, there was a little angel to help her.
With Zhong Xuelian's explanation, Qiao Nansheng's work went relatively smoothly for the rest of the day, except for the fact that the children didn't know how to wipe their bottoms after pooping and she had to help them, and that combing the girls' hair was a bit of a hassle for her!
Everything else is fine; she doesn't need to worry about anything.
This made Qiao Nansheng very happy.
In the afternoon, the outdoor game activity chosen was "Pictionary," which received the loudest cheers. The children had a great time, and the air was filled with laughter. The innocent smiles on their faces melted Qiao Nansheng's heart.
Suddenly I realized that kids aren't so bad after all.
However, this thought was quickly dismissed from her mind.
Because—there was a particularly mischievous boy who bullied the girl until she cried.
"Waaaaah... Teacher Qiao bullied me, waaaaah~" The little girl cried so hard that tears streamed down her face, leaving two streaks of tears on her fair skin, her face full of grievance.
The accused boy said arrogantly, "So what if I bullied you? Go ahead and hit me if you dare, hehe~"
Feeling wronged, the girl pounced on him and started hitting him. The two of them were locked in a tug-of-war, unable to separate.
Qiao Nansheng was at her wit's end. She hurriedly went over to pull the two of them together, but they were stuck together like glue.
The girl said, "I'll let you go if you let me hit you back."
"I beat you with my own skills, why should I let you hit me back? You're not as good as me and can't beat me... Ouch, don't bite my hand, it hurts so much..." the boy cried out and started to shake the girl.
She held on tightly, refusing to let go. The boy couldn't shake her off and started crying too: "Mommy, I want Mommy, waaaah, someone's bullying me..."
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