When Aunt Cuihua left, she took away their remaining food rations. Grandma Jinbao's house was right next to Aunt Cuihua's, so Grandma Jinbao didn't have to make an extra trip.
After seeing Aunt Cuihua off, Song Jinxiu happily rubbed Liu Ankang's hair.
"Did you hear that? I'm going to be a teacher tomorrow," Song Jinxiu said excitedly. "I never thought I'd be able to be a teacher one day."
"I won't talk to you for now. I have to go and see what to teach tomorrow." Before leaving, she pinched Liu Ankang's little face twice.
Song Jinxiu flipped through the books excitedly and found that there were very few interesting books!
It cannot be said that there are very few, but there are none at all.
By the way, how can reading be fun?
Therefore, Song Jinxiu finally decided to teach them to recognize words first. It is still necessary to lay a solid foundation first.
At night, Song Jinxiu had a beautiful dream.
She taught seriously at the podium, and the students looked at her with admiration and studied the knowledge she taught seriously.
She was laughing when suddenly Liu Ankang slammed the table so hard that it made a loud clapping sound, causing everyone to look at him in confusion.
Just as Song Jinxiu was about to ask him what was wrong, she woke up.
Then there was a bang on the door.
"If you don't get up now, you'll be late." Liu Ankang's voice rang out.
Song Jinxiu looked at the watch. Oh, isn’t it only six o’clock?
But you didn’t tell me what time we would go to school yesterday.
Forget it, the teacher always has to arrive early, so I’d better get up quickly.
After enjoying a delicious bowl of rice noodle soup, the two of them walked towards the meeting room together.
The meeting room was already in chaos at this time, and the parents simply threw their children here and left.
Before leaving, they all made harsh remarks, saying that if anyone dared to leave secretly, they would have to wait to eat fried bamboo shoots with meat when they returned home.
The youngest is three or four years old, and the oldest is less than ten years old.
There were people crying and making noise in the meeting room. The tables became their playground, and they jumped up and down happily.
Naughty Kid A: "I heard that the one teaching us is Niu Wazi's sister?"
Naughty Child B: "Isn't she mentally ill? What lessons can she teach us?"
Naughty Child C: "Do you think she's become stupid from studying? Should we still study?"
Naughty Child D: "I don't know if I became stupid because of studying, but my dad said that if I didn't study hard, he would beat me into a fool when I got home."
The naughty kids ABC thought about their parents' loving education yesterday and shuddered. It was so scary!
Song Jinxiu walked into a circular house with a hollow center, so that the surrounding houses would have more light.
There is a small door on each side for entry and exit.
When I pushed open the door of the largest room, the sound inside stopped abruptly.
Song Jinxiu didn't expect everyone to come so early, and she heard noisy sounds at the door!
Everyone stared at each other for a while, and Song Jinxiu walked in pretending to be calm.
The child also sat back on the stool obediently.
At the front was an octagonal table and a stool serving as a podium.
There were four tables in a row below, and children were sitting on the benches, their feet dangling from side to side.
There was also a very small child who was struggling to climb onto the stool with her little butt sticking out.
Just when Song Jinxiu wanted to help, a slightly older child nearby lifted her up and then sat down obediently.
After the little girl sat down, only her head popped out, looking around in a daze.
The atmosphere was a little awkward. Song Jinxiu cleared her throat and introduced herself. "Hello, children. I am your teacher, Song Jinxiu. You can call me Teacher Song.
Starting today, I will teach you how to read. Now, let me start by introducing myself."
Song Jinxiu pointed to the child on the far left and said, "Let's start with you. Introduce yourself!"
The child who stood up scratched his head and said, "What's the matter? Introduce yourself?"
"Hahahaha!" The other kids burst into laughter. Even though they didn't know, it didn't stop them from laughing at others.
"Quiet, quiet!" said Song Jinxiu.
Then he gently said to the children, “Self-introduction means introducing yourself to others.
For example, your name, age, favorite food, favorite games, etc. I can introduce anything you can think of."
"Oh, my name is Dazhuang, I am 8 years old, and my favorite thing to eat is meat." After saying that, he looked at Song Jinxiu expectantly.
"Very good, sit down!" Song Jinxiu praised. Looking at his small body, his name didn't seem to fit him.
"Come, next one." Song Jinxiu looked at the little girl next to Dazhuang.
The little girl is very cute, with two little pigtails.
She stood up, meeting Song Jinxiu's gaze, and then disappeared.
It turned out that he was standing on the ground and was not even as tall as the table.
Dazhuang picked her up again and let her stand on the stool.
Song Jinxiu quickly asked her to sit down. "No need to stand, sit down, and be careful."
"Originally, we were supposed to stand up to introduce ourselves, but since many of us are children and it's not very convenient for us to do that, so from now on, everyone can just sit down and introduce themselves," said Song Jinxiu.
Then he motioned for the little girl to continue.
"My name is Xiaoguai, and I don't know how old I am. I'm Dazhuang's sister, and I like to eat meat, too."
The little girl's soft voice sounded, and Song Jinxiu wanted to go up and stroke her.
"I know, my sister is four years old!" Dazhuang said loudly.
Then everyone started introducing themselves, automatically skipping Liu Ankang who was sitting in the middle.
There were fourteen children in total, five of whom were girls.
The oldest was only ten. There were four four-year-olds and three five-year-olds. The girls were all relatively young.
"Today is the first day, let Teacher Song teach you to sing!" There is no blackboard today, and we didn't bring that many notebooks.
Moreover, Song Jinxiu didn't expect that her students were so young.
After thinking for a while, I decided to liven up the atmosphere first. It might be a bit boring to teach right away.
"Since we want to sing, let's go outside. There's no need to sit in the house." Song Jinxiu said.
As long as the main door and two small doors of this house are closed, the children cannot get out, so Song Jinxiu takes them outside to play without worry.
As for the other doors, they were also locked, so there was no need to worry about them causing trouble.
"Oh! That's great. We can go out and play." A group of little kids cheered happily!
They rushed to the door.
"Everyone, line up in a row from youngest to oldest," Song Jinxiu commanded.
Once everyone is lined up, I'll lead them in singing.
A song that is now familiar to everyone but which the children of today cannot sing.
"Rise up, those who refuse to be slaves..." Song Jinxiu taught a sentence and the children sang it.
The child's tender and clear voice could be heard from far away, and people living nearby could vaguely hear it.
It sounds a little unbelievable, but this song is Song Jinxiu's favorite.
Every time I sing it, I feel so proud and inspired that I can face any difficulties head-on. It gives me great encouragement.
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