"Well, sit down. Open the textbook and read the text "The Two Little Lions". ”

Geng Hao turned around and wrote the title of the lesson on the blackboard, and the sound of reading aloud followed.

Maybe it was because the principal was sitting in the back, so those students were much more well-behaved in class, at least when Geng Hao said to stop, they could stop quickly. Geng Hao's class development has been much smoother than yesterday.

The moment the bell rang for class, Geng Hao couldn't wait to walk out with Principal Huang, and began to ask Principal Huang for advice on the way back to the office.

"Don't worry. Principal Huang soothed his emotions, "You did well in this class, but there are a little problems." ”

Geng Hao's face was solemn and he followed Principal Huang into the office. Liu Jia and Wang Dahua, who came back together, glanced at each other and looked at Geng Hao with a smile and humbly asked for advice.

"What you said is really okay, you are not nervous standing on the stage, and the content is also very rich. Principal Huang returned to his position, "You bring your stool and sit down, and let's talk slowly, which is to communicate." ”

Liu Jia happened to hand over his stool, Geng Hao thanked him, and sat down next to Principal Huang, acting like a good student.

"Take it easy. ”

Principal Huang patted him on the shoulder, pulled out his notebook, and put on his glasses again. The notebook is a record of the lectures. Geng Hao was ready to listen to the teaching.

"Judging from your class, you must have done a good job of preparing for the lesson, at least I can hear the main point of this lesson, which is the repeated emphasis on those words. It's nice to be able to grasp what first-year students need to learn. ”

Geng Hao looked at the other two teachers: "I asked Teacher Liu and Teacher Wang yesterday, and I didn't pay attention to it when I was preparing for class the day before yesterday." ”

"Yes, if you can ask for more advice, it means that you are a very diligent person. ”

Principal Huang was full of praise for Geng Hao, and Geng Hao was not particularly excited or embarrassed, but just smiled slightly and waited for Principal Huang's next guidance. The more Principal Huang looked at Geng Hao, the more satisfied he felt, and there was only one thought in his heart: he must keep this volunteer teacher.

"Your questions are all minor. The first one, it may be that when you set up the question, it's a bit unstraightforward, so you'll find that after you ask a question, the question they answer doesn't match the answer you want at all. ”

Principal Huang said this, Geng Hao nodded violently in his heart.

"That's because they're too young to understand your question accurately, and there's ambiguity in understanding. When you set up the question in the future, try to be as straightforward and simple as possible. There are also first-grade children, they are full of passion, they often don't think much about answering questions, sometimes they are just brains, and the answers are rambling, at this time, you need to guide them correctly. For some questions that need to be thought about, you force them to give them some time to think about before answering your questions. ”

Geng Hao nodded again and again, feeling that he had found a solution to the problem.

"I'm also talking about it based on my own experience, you can refer to it. Principal Huang continued with a smile, "Also, you must be student-oriented, and you don't have to be too rigid about some authority. As a teacher, you must have set an answer in advance, and for you, this answer is the most correct. So when they're answering a question, you subconsciously want to lean on the answer you set. If they don't answer accurately, you just point up and ask one by one, and you have to answer the same as you. ”

Geng Hao nodded slowly, agreeing in his heart: That's it.

"But actually, I listened to several classmates, and there was nothing wrong with what they meant. Sometimes, you need to step outside of your mind and listen to your children's ideas. Sometimes, their answers are much more accurate than the correct answers you set. Principal Huang smiled kindly, "I don't know if you feel it, I think so." ”

"Yes. Geng Hao immediately popped up a picture in his mind, that is, a child's answer to his question, the answer was much more perfect than he had thought in advance, and he was also stunned at that time, the first-grade child could think of so much, "Their thinking seems to be very lively, and there are many answers that I didn't expect." ”

"Yes, and there are answers that sound strange and interesting, and if you think about it, there is nothing wrong with it. When Principal Huang said that, he was in good spirits.

"Yes, children see the world differently than we do, they are purer and their imagination is more shapely. Geng Hao gradually relaxed his mind and began to exchange views on education with Principal Huang. Recalling the unbelievable answers in class, Geng Hao couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, so you have to pay attention to what the students think in the future, and be sure to encourage them more and give them timely evaluations. Let them know what their answer is. Even if they don't answer well, you can turn around the corner and boast about it. ”

Geng Hao said in his heart that this is really a difficult thing, and teaching also needs to learn the art of speaking.

Principal Huang then gave him a list of several problems, all of which were sharp and to the point, and all of them gave solutions based on his own teaching experience. In just ten minutes of communication, Geng Hao benefited a lot.

In the next few classes, while teaching the content, Geng Hao began to pay attention to the problems that he didn't notice, and pay attention to avoidance, trying to adapt to the class step by step. But there are always people and things that hinder his pace of improvement. Zhang Dafei and Mo Nan are the stumbling blocks on his teaching road.

"Teacher, Zhang Dafei is squeezing me again!"

Within a few minutes of class, Zhang Dafei's students on the left and right sides would complain.

Geng Hao began to call Zhang Dafei up in order to enlighten him, and asked what the problem was, Zhang Dafei stood quietly without speaking, and turned into an introverted white rabbit in a second, his face flushed. Later, Geng Hao ran out of patience and told Zhang Dafei directly, asking him to stand behind and listen to the lecture and reflect. As a result, there were a few people sitting in the back who were not easy to learn, and several of them immediately played together, and as soon as Geng Hao turned around, they began to fight. Geng Hao had a headache and didn't know how to get him.

As for that Monan, it's even more of a headache. Taking the lead in class and shouting, jumping up and down, just can't sit well, it's like having ADHD. Nor could he find any way to cure him.

Geng Hao was made two big heads by these two unconvinced, remembering that Principal Huang said that he was too gentle in class and his tone was too peaceful, and when dealing with their problems, he was very serious and fierce, but for them, it was all too much of an ear, and it didn't hurt or itch.

After going to class in a row, Geng Hao himself was surrounded by problems in classroom teaching, and he didn't have the energy to interview them, so he could only put it on hold for the time being. When school was about to end, he paid special attention to Zhang Dafei and Mo Nan's parents. However, Zhang Dafei and Mo Nan did not have parents to pick them up at all.

It was Zhou Yu's grandmother in the third grade who picked up Zhang Dafei. I heard that Zhang Dafei's grandparents are too old to come over. Mo Nan was directly led by his third-grade sister Mo Bei. Because Mo Nan and Mo Bei's homes are mahjong parlors under the slope, they are very close, and parents don't have time to pick them up.

It wasn't until all the children were picked up that Geng Hao took the time to ask Principal Huang about Mo Yuancheng and Mo Yuansheng. The two brothers are not here today.

"Headmaster, it's the second day, should we go for a home visit to see how it's going?"

"Oh, I've already learned about it. Mo Yuansheng and Mo Yuancheng's father went up the mountain in a torrential rain and accidentally fell, injuring their legs, and there was no way to send their brothers to school. Mo Fengshou is the only one at home, and the two children still have to take care of Mo Fengshou, and they may not be able to come in the past half month. Principal Huang let out a long sigh, his face full of helplessness and sorrow.

"Their family is also hard, and there is no way to do it. Wang Dahua sighed, "Seeing that the end of the semester is coming, I don't know if the two brothers will be able to come by then." If Mo Fengshou's legs and feet can't get better, it will be a question of whether the two dolls can come next semester. ”

Geng Hao listened silently, and also felt the invisible oppression of fate, which made it difficult to resist.

"On weekends, I'll go to their house. Liu Jia said, "Let's find out about their situation." ”

Principal Huang thought for a moment: "Well, it's hard work. Teacher Wang, please go with Teacher Liu. ”

"I'll go too. Geng Hao volunteered.

Wang Dahua continued: "Then you can go with Teacher Liu, just familiar with the surrounding environment." ”

"Teacher Wang, are you having trouble on the weekend?" Liu Jia joked.

Wang Dahua couldn't deny: "Well, I want to take my son down to the river to fish." Teacher Geng, next time we can make an appointment to fish together. There are so many fish in this river. ”

"Yes, I haven't fished in a long time. Geng Hao readily agreed to the invitation.

……

It was Friday in a blink of an eye, and after Mocun Primary School got out of school, Geng Hao went directly back to the village committee room. After all, the next day is the weekend, so he can prepare for classes on the weekend and take a little rest today.

Back in the room, after Geng Hao turned on the fan, he fell on the bed on his back, staring at the yellowing and damp ceiling, his eyes gradually trance. I felt that the fatigue of a week was coming up, my limbs were weak, and my body felt like a heavy stone. He couldn't move at all, and even turning over was a luxury. In the end, I closed my eyelids directly, saved the last bit of strength, felt the coolness brought by the electric fan, and the whole person entered a state of emptiness.

Teaching is really a hard job.

He had eight classes a day, and he rarely had the opportunity to go back to the village committee for dinner at noon, so like some students, he brought some food in the morning. Sister Huang cooks more for him every morning, and also intimately packs it in a bowl and packs it. It's cold at noon, and it's just okay.

The bigger blow every day comes from the noisy classroom that stimulates the nerves in the brain. It just so happens that in the next few days, the temperature is gradually rising, and it has the appearance of summer. In the small classroom, there is not even an electric fan, it is stuffy and not breathable, and it is sweaty to do two actions casually. The body is hot, the heart can't calm down, the physical and psychological torture makes him can only carry it, inadvertently, the current mental activity is the same as when he was in school, looking forward to the arrival of Friday every day.