The beginning of winter enters the third week. When I woke up on Monday morning, I saw a layer of frost on the window. This cold snap came suddenly, and the air suddenly became clear and biting, which made people very uncomfortable, but the appearance of my son doing his homework seriously for several days made people's hearts warm. When I came to work and cleaned up, I chained my clothes and walked down the weedy path outside the school.

When I came home from school at noon, I asked my son what he was happy about and what he was not happy about, and he said nothing. During the recess of the second class in the afternoon, my colleague's daughter Chen Huan came to my office from elementary school and said that Teacher Liu had called me. Chen Huan and Wang Xile are classmates. As soon as my head was "hot", I knew that something had happened to my son again. I hurried to the primary school and walked into Ms. Liu's office, only to see her sitting there, thinking that she would tell me to sit down, but no. She looked at me, leaning back in her chair, motionless and silent. It's like being angry, and it's like thinking about what to say.

"Teacher Liu, Wang Xile made a mistake again?" I asked.

"Teacher Wang, sit down. Teacher Liu said with an indescribable look, "Were you in the office at 7:40 in the morning?"

"No. I went out for a walk. ”

Oh, yes. ”

"In the afternoon, do you have a class for the first period?"

"Yes. ”

"By the way," Teacher Liu said, "that's the case, Wang Xile's homework hasn't been finished yet, and there is your signature on it." In the morning, I originally wanted to call his mother's mobile phone, but I remembered that she brought Wang Xile back last time, so I didn't call. Wang Xile's studies were originally very poor, and if he delayed it any longer, it would be even worse. So in the morning I asked him to look for you, and he came back and said you weren't there. At noon, I told him to come to the elementary school when you go to work, and when I asked in the afternoon, he said he had forgotten. In the first class, I asked him to come to you again, and he came back and said you were in class. I don't believe it. The second class is called Chen Huan to find you. ”

Yesterday, he said that I signed it when all the homework was done. I said uneasily.

"How can you believe the words of a child? Today's children are very unconscious and have to keep an eye on it. Wang Xile did not write a word of what he copied yesterday, and there were many mistakes in his homework, and the words were not as good as those of the previous days. Teacher Liu looked through the book and said.

"Next time, I will definitely check carefully and be strict. I said in a tone that I was not accompanied.

"Your PE teachers only focus on playing, not on educating children. It is not easy to educate children well. Trouble me!"

Mr. Liu's words clearly expose an extreme problem. Long-term repetitive work experience makes such teachers form a rigid and narrow thinking. In fact, there are many such teachers now. They base their teaching theories on the belief that there is only one way to educate, that they blame students or parents if they don't cooperate, that they set up their own set of rules for teaching in the classroom that they use to restrain students and parents, and that they take pride in their status quo because they use rules to eliminate many of the troubles in their children's development, and that the less trouble the children have, the more productive their work will be. Unfortunately, this is a serious mistake. Troubles can be suppressed by rules and by force, but they cannot be eliminated. The worst thing is that many people who have done wrong things don't even know about themselves, and always think that they are always right as long as they are for the sake of their children. But the sages taught us, "Error is the beginning of creation." "If a child grows up without trouble and without experiencing mistakes, he will not have the ability to distinguish between good and evil in this life and this life. The process of education is a process in which adults help children recognize and accept truth, goodness and beauty, and allow themselves to build confidence in truth, goodness and beauty and move towards a new life. If the children of a country do not even have the courage to make mistakes, what hope does the country have?

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. I said that I would do my best to actively cooperate with the teacher to keep an eye on the children.

In the evening, I asked, "Joy, why didn't you say that Teacher Liu asked you to send me a message at noon?" ”

"I forgot. Daddy, can you forgive me?" the son said in a heart-wrenched manner.

"Didn't you say yesterday that your homework was done?" I said angrily, "bring your homework and I'll take a closer look." ”

My son trembled and reached into his school bag, took out his homework book and carefully handed it to me. Flipping through the homework book, the more I looked at it, the more angry I became. When I saw a page full of angry red prongs from the teacher, "That's how you wrote your homework?" I reprimanded loudly. At the same time, I tore off the homework page with a "bang", and when I saw my son stunned, I felt a little calm. I tore the homework paper several times in front of my son, and he didn't show the slightest sign of protecting his things, and stood there stupidly. Something strange came over me. I picked up the workbook again and tore three pages in a row, repeating the original action, and my son was still standing there stupidly—servile, servile. I grabbed my schoolbag with an angry face, took out "Primary School Students Must Memorize Ancient Poems" and tore it into three copies, but my son still stood dumbfounded, but there were more tears in his eyes. Then I took out the language book from my bag and tore it into three parts, and my son cried, but still didn't move. "Anyway, if you don't want to do your homework or study, then I'll fulfill you. I threw my schoolbag into the pit outside, so that you can rest assured, I also have peace of mind, and no one will have to worry about your studies in the future. I picked up my bag and walked out. As soon as I stepped out of the house with one foot, I heard a "plop" sound, "Dad, I beg you, I kowtow to you, don't throw my school bag." I want to go to school, I want to go to school. The son's cries erupted.

As soon as I turned around, the scene in front of me made me unforgettable, unforgettable, and it also made my heart suddenly calm down, but my thoughts spun rapidly. I've always thought that my son was a very brave one. Because when he was five years old, in order to protect the interests of the children who played together, he fought to the death with a fourth-grade boy with his bare hands, and used super courage to scare the boy away. The boy who had once been brave enough to make his father proud was now kneeling on his knees and nodding his forehead to his father for the safety of his school bag. My son had only been in school for three and a half months, and his natural instinct to protect himself had been eradicated by our damn utilitarian education to eliminate trouble. When a child faces things that his closest parents dare not protect himself, what can he protect in the future? At this time, I think of the historical pictures of Chinese people being bullied and slaughtered by foreigners, but surrounded by Chinese people vying to watch; I think of Mr. Lu Xun's words "save the children"; I think of the puppet army that helped the Japanese invade China in the War of Resistance Against Japan more than the Japanese army; and I think of the report that many Chinese knelt down on their knees when the foreign boss was obscene. I feel that my son is about to become a member of the numb crowd, and I also have a premonition that the days of foreigners bullying Chinese again after some years of reform and opening up will definitely return. I shuddered at the thought of this, shuddered, and touched the door frame with my hand. This action happened to be seen by his son, who was busy kowtowing, "Dad, you beat me, I lied to you, Teacher Liu asked me to call you at noon, I didn't forget, I was just scared." The son cried out hoarsely.

"Rejoice, get up quickly, there's nothing wrong with you. I said in a hurry.

The son refused to get up. When I returned the schoolbag to him, my son seemed to grab the life-saving grass and hugged the schoolbag tightly in his arms. I pulled up my weeping son and grabbed his shoulders with both hands and said passionately, "Joy, listen, you are a man, and you are only two people on your knees." ”

"Which, two, one, man?" the son asked, crying.

"Kneel down to heaven and earth, and filial piety to parents. No kneeling is allowed in the future. I said heavily.

"If you don't kneel, don't you throw your schoolbag into the?" the son burst into tears.

"Scrolls, books, and school bags are all your own things, why don't you come up and protect them?"

"I don't dare. ”

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you'll hit me. ”

"Just say I'll hit you, but you're a man's duty to protect yourself. Besides, as I said earlier, I will only beat you if you do something evil. ”

"I sometimes argue with the teacher, and the teacher beats people! Last time the teacher broke the whip. The son said it with a straight look.

I fully believe my son's words. Because there are more and more teachers around them who physically punish students, and the combination of violence is not to be seen. This combination of hard and soft educational violence is weakening the brave spirit of Chinese children one by one. At this point, this circular logic appeared in my head: benefit - score - remember - punish - hate - resist. This is a logic that cannot be adhered to for long, but teachers who have too many bodies are powerless and can only follow with a false heart.

"No matter how big things happen, the male doll has a responsibility to protect his own things. Of course, in front of mom and dad. I said sincerely.

"Dad, I didn't finish my homework, and the teacher said he didn't believe me, do you believe me?" the son asked.

"Joy, it's not a fault that you can't finish your homework now, because you are so young that you don't have the ability to finish your homework independently, as long as you don't give up, you will have that ability after a while. The teacher said that he didn't believe you, and it was the teacher's fault. However, you will always remember, and maybe all the people in this world will not believe in you anymore, but Dad will always believe in you, Mom will always believe in you, and this family will always believe in you. As I spoke, my son twitched and put his head into my waist and hugged me tighter and tighter, as if to draw energy from his heart, and stopped crying for a while. Afterwards, we glued all the torn items together in a transparent plastic bag and kept them to this day.

I couldn't sleep all night. The decline in his son's bravery is a sign that his school life is very unhealthy. Whether a child can grow up healthily in school must have two indispensable conditions, the first is the right to personal safety. The second is the right to learn freedom. My son often talks about classmates being fined or beaten. Children hardly feel that this is anything, and teachers who are accustomed to it do not think that it is an abuse of students. But the frequency and intensity of this kind of thing does not depend on the school system, but according to the teacher's mood. In terms of learning, students do not have any freedom of choice, and are completely controlled by power and emotions. The harm here is obvious, because there are two kinds of human growth: gradual enlightenment and epiphany. But who is the power of the system, I can only think of other ways to help children reduce the loss of growth and tide over the difficulties.

Consider Marx's prediction as early as in "Capital" that future education for all children who have reached a certain age will be the combination of productive labor with intellectual education and physical education, and it is not a method of increasing social productivity, but the only way to create all-round human beings.

In the network society, what is the best productive labor for children? I think that in addition to the necessary knowledge learning and social practice, sports are the best carrier. In sports, children have fun while giving their hearts and minds. Although sports are not the same as adult labor on a material level, they are not different on a spiritual level. Unfortunately, since the abolition of the imperial examination in 1905 and the introduction of science, China has also introduced the concept of sports, but after the assimilation of "learning and selecting scholars", sports are at the level of "saying it is important, but not doing it", and it has become the weakest link in Chinese education. Western education believes that sports are the premise of invention and creation, the preparation of personality before the adventure of life, the birthplace of people's noble spiritual qualities, and the cradle of national blood.

See the big from the small, from near to far. My son knelt down and used the iron-clad fact to show me how powerful the test-taking education is to kill human nature, and I must help my son regain his former bravery through sports.