In Fang Lang's heart, he actually wanted to meet Yang Gan's senior.
However, his current status does not allow him to have too much private time. Even if he meets someone, he can only nod, shake hands, and then be done with it.
Yang Gan was not dissatisfied with this result. After all, his relationship with Fang Lang was obviously closer than that with his senior.
"His name is Benin David, a white man of Portuguese descent. His father is also a long-time member of the Social Democratic Party, but he has been an ordinary community member all his life, responsible for collecting information about the community and submitting some grassroots proposals.
Under the influence of his father, he was interested in politics since he was a child. He joined the Social Democratic Party while in school and actively participated in Social Democratic Party activities in the area where the school was located at that time.
After graduation, he stayed in downtown São Paulo and became a government clerk.
Although he is just a small clerk, he is very active both in school and at work, and has great prestige among young people.
It was because of his influence that I started to be interested in politics. ”
From Yang Gan's description, Fang Lang could feel that this young man named Bening David was very outstanding.
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Maybe one day this young man will become a rising star in Brazilian politics.
Maybe if I let Nice Company give them a hand now, it would bring me rich rewards.
“I understand. Let’s let the people from Nice Company contact him this time!
If, he can seize this opportunity, he could have a seat on the São Paulo City Council.
I will meet him in person next time I go back to Sao Paulo. ”
After getting Fang Lang's personal promise, Yang Gan did not continue to pester him.
His harvest today has been enormous.
Fang Lang looked at Yang Kun who had been following behind Yang Gan.
Yang Kun is two years younger than Fang Lang. Unlike his brother Yang Gan who graduated from college, the younger brother was not as good as his brother in academic performance and only got admitted to a teachers' college.
Brazil's education system is actually not much different from that in China. It is mainly divided into primary education, secondary education, and higher education.
Among them, primary education is equivalent to primary and junior high schools in China;
Secondary education includes high schools, vocational colleges, and normal colleges, and the duration of study is three years, which is similar to that in China;
Higher education is university.
Of course, this is just Brazil's plan. In fact, the current education level of Brazilians is very low, and many people cannot even complete their initial education.
Thanks to the Chinese universal value of "all things are inferior except for studying", Chinese families cherish the opportunity for their children to receive education.
Therefore, both Fang Lang and the Yang brothers completed their secondary education in Brazil.
As for higher education, it does require a talent for learning.
Furthermore, the chances of completing higher education in Brazil during this period were already very slim.
In 1789, Brazilian intellectuals and patriots demanded the establishment of a university based on the model of the University of Coimbra in Portugal. However, due to Portugal's opposition, the plan to establish a university in the colony was ultimately thwarted.
It was not until 1920 that Brazil established its first university, the Federal University of Rio de Janeiro; then the University of São Paulo was founded in São Paulo in 1934;
These are the only two universities in Brazil so far.
Yang Gan is a graduate of the University of São Paulo, while his younger brother Yang Kun is studying at a teachers' college.
His educational background is similar to Fang Lang's, both of which are equivalent to high school education.
Don't look down on a high school diploma. In Brazil today, a high school diploma is considered intellectual.
"Brother Kun, how are you doing in school now? You are not skipping classes like me, your brother!"
Yang Kun glanced at his parents beside him sheepishly, shook his head and said:
"Brother, I have graduated and now I am a teacher in an elementary school in St. Paul's town."
"Hey! Are you already working? Time flies!
How is school life? Are you used to it?
If someone bullies you, tell me and I will help you beat him up. ”
Yang Kun is two grades lower than Fang Lang. Because he was thin and small, he was often bullied by his classmates. Fang Lang, who was two grades older than him, helped Yang Kun teach the classmates who bullied him a lesson twice.
So, when Fang Lang saw Yang Kun again, he started joking.
This reminded Yang Kun, who is now an adult, of his embarrassing childhood experiences and made him feel a little embarrassed.
Fang Lang noticed his cousin's expression, smiled and changed the subject:
"What are you teaching in school now? Our immigration company is in need of teachers right now. Have you ever considered asking the immigration company for help?"
"Ah! I teach math in elementary school, can I help?"
Yang Kun looked at Fang Lang expectantly. Obviously, he was also willing to participate in Fangyuan Group's Chinese immigration work.
"Of course, as long as you are willing to contribute, I welcome it.
As far as I know, we have settled quite a few immigrants in Sao Paulo. If you are willing, you can work as a part-time teacher in night school after get off work to teach everyone Portuguese and mathematics! ”
Seeing Yang Kun's slightly disappointed expression, Fang Lang asked doubtfully:
"What's wrong, you don't want to?"
“It’s not that I don’t want to, but I’m thinking about whether I can be a full-time teacher for immigrants, or teach elementary school knowledge to immigrant children.
I still feel more friendly towards us Chinese. ”
Yang Kun's words stunned Fang Lang, especially when he mentioned "we Chinese".
Because Yang Kun looks different from his brother Yang Gan, Yang Gan at least looks a bit like his uncle Yang Zong in terms of facial features.
As for Yang Kun, apart from his black hair, he doesn't look Chinese at all. He has white skin, blue eyes, and three-dimensional facial features.
If he didn't speak, no one would be able to connect him with the Chinese.
So when he said that it was more friendly to look at Chinese people, Fang Lang was a little dazed for a moment.
Fang Lang had never expected that his cousin would identify so positively with his Chinese identity.
He patted Yang Kun's shoulder happily and said:
“Okay, I like this sentence.
Let’s do this! Many of our immigrants and workers come with their families, and some of them have children.
A few days ago, I was thinking about starting primary education in our Chinese residential areas to improve the educational level of Chinese youth.
Since you are a family member, I will leave this matter to you!
We will first establish an immigrant primary school in Sao Paulo. Considering that there are not many teachers who can speak both Portuguese and Chinese, I have asked an immigration company to go to Macau to recruit teachers who can speak both Portuguese and Chinese.
In the future, we will build our own primary and secondary education system in every immigration point, starting with you! ”
"Brother, do you want me to lead the construction of a primary school for us Chinese people?"
Yang Kun looked very happy.
But when Fang Lang looked at him and heard him say "we Chinese", he always felt a sense of detachment.
But he still suppressed it. After all, if he said it out loud, it might hurt Yang Kun's feelings.
"Yes, do you have the confidence to complete this task?"
Yang Kun's face flushed, and he said excitedly:
"Brother, leave it to me, don't worry! I guarantee that I will complete the task.
I will go back and resign tomorrow. ”
But after hearing what Yang Kun said, my aunt said with some worry:
"Hey! Don't be so impulsive, kid."
Yang Zong's face was full of smiles, and he seemed somewhat relieved. Although his child did not look like him, his heart was still with him.
He raised his hand to stop his aunt and said:
"This is work for the future of all Chinese people. It is more meaningful than working in a primary school in town. We should support it."
Seeing that her husband expressed support, my aunt didn't say much.
The old man stood up and continued:
“Lang’er’s idea is good. It is necessary to establish our own primary and secondary education system in the settlement area to improve the cultural level of our Chinese people.
Old man, I fully agree.
However, I would also like to make two requests. ”
Fang Lang didn't expect that the old man would take the initiative to speak at this time. He quickly turned around and came to the old man's side, holding the old man's arm and said:
"If you have any requests, please tell me!"
The old man was a straightforward person. He was not polite to his family members and said directly:
“First, we must not abandon the education of Chinese culture when educating Chinese immigrants. We must not allow future Chinese to become like some Chinese who cannot even write or speak Chinese.
Chinese people who are educated in this way cannot be considered Chinese at all. ”
Fang Lang readily agreed to the old man's request, as this had been his original plan.
Seeing the old man looking at him intently, Fang Lang nodded quickly and said:
"No problem, Grandpa, this is in line with my plan."
Hearing Fang Lang's affirmative answer, the old man nodded with satisfaction.
"Secondly, all Chinese people must learn our own history and have a clear understanding of where we Brazilian Chinese came from. We must not forget our roots in the future and must know where our roots are!"
Fang Lang had already considered this point. In order to cultivate the national consciousness of overseas Chinese, it is necessary to let all overseas Chinese understand the history of Chinese civilization for 5,000 years.
Only by understanding what an outstanding nation the Chinese are and what a brilliant civilization they have created can we cultivate the Chinese people's sense of national pride and honor.
Only then can you truly identify with your Chinese identity and be proud of it.
Instead of completely becoming a banana person with yellow skin and white heart.
As the old saying goes, an old person in the family is like a treasure. The ancients did not deceive me.
Although Fang Lang had already considered these things, it did not prevent Fang Lang from admiring the old man's foresight.
After all, Fang Lang has such vision and ideas from the perspective of a person of later generations, looking through the mist of history.
"Grandpa, don't worry! I have already asked the immigration company to search for these historical books in my hometown. Then I will hire a few historians to come to Brazil and write a history textbook for us on the 5,000-year history of Chinese civilization.
Let all Chinese people, even Brazilians, understand the brilliant historical civilization that we Chinese possess. ”
When the old man heard his grandson say that he had already been doing this work, a relieved smile appeared on his face.
It seems that my grandson and I think the same way, which makes me feel very happy.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
He said "good" three times in a row and patted Fang Lang's arms hard a few times.
"Third, we need to cultivate the martial spirit among our Chinese children. I know Brazil has Capoeira and Gracie Jiu-Jitsu, but don't we Chinese have them?
Our Chinese martial arts also have a long history and are no worse than these foreign fighting techniques.
Although I only know a few farming tricks, I am confident that I can beat them so badly that they will lose their way. ”
Fang Lang didn't expect that the old man's third request would be this. According to Fang Lang's original plan, he was going to offer physical education classes in school to improve the physical fitness of the Chinese people.
Through military training, I cultivated everyone's team spirit and discipline. I didn't expect that the old man was more radical than me.
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