After two days, Zhang Dongming had a general understanding of the school's teaching situation.

The school has six classes a day a week and is closed on Sundays.

Then there are eight classes a day, which correspond to eight subjects, mathematics, physics and chemistry, history, geography and politics, as well as Chinese and foreign languages.

Physics is taught in the second year of junior high school, and chemistry is taught in the third year of junior high school.

This is not a big problem, after all, they have not yet divided the arts and sciences in high school, and they have also taken the history and geography high school entrance examination, so teachers and students only need to arrange the focus reasonably.

The main reason is that the school has no boarding and no evening self-study, and I don't know how much worse it is from the junior high school in the city.

It can't be helped.

First, the school is not in a position to provide boarding school, and second, the families of students in rural areas are far away from the school, just like their Beishan Township Middle School, except for the family in the township, the average distance of students from other villages is more than five miles, and the farthest is even thirty or forty miles.

With such a long distance, it is almost dark when students ride bicycles home from school every day, even if the school has the intention to arrange students to study in the evening.

Of course, these are all normal, and there is certainly no comparison between rural middle schools and urban junior high schools in terms of teaching intensity, teaching conditions, teaching quality, etc., not to mention that it is a remote and backward place like Beishan Township.

Just like their school's high school promotion rate over the years, it is only a pitiful less than 3%, but the dropout rate is as high as more than 50%.

Among them, such a low admission rate naturally has a lot to do with the school, and the dropout rate is so exaggerated, and more problems come from the parents of students.

In 2001, Beishan Township, as the most remote and impoverished township in the county, did have some families who could not afford to send their children to school, but more often than not, the parents' ideological concepts were too backward.

Many parents still think that it is useless for their children to go to school, and that their children can read and count after graduating from primary school or junior high school.

With that money and effort, it is better to let the children go home early to farm or go to the city to work, the former can help the family do some work, and the latter can earn some money for the family, which is the most real.

In this case, the poorer the family, the more serious it is, and most of the families with better conditions have paid attention to their children's education.

Of course, most of these families have already sent their children to study in the city.

Overall, Zhang Dongming is not surprised, after all, he also grew up in the countryside, and he also came from this era, so he still understands it in general.

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At breakfast today, Gong Liguo said that Zhang Dongming would follow the teachers of the second and fifth classes of junior high school to listen to the classes, learn more about how others teach, and then understand the students, after all, he will teach this class Chinese in the future.

I used to be a gold medal lecturer in a cram school, so I just need to learn to give lectures, but Zhang Dongming really wants to listen to the lectures of these teachers in the school.

The high school admission rate of less than 3% can be more pitiful, leaving aside all other factors, Zhang Dongming also wonders how these teachers in the school do it.

In the first class of Chinese in the afternoon, Zhang Dongming followed the drunken old Feng Touer into the classroom of the second and fifth classes of the junior high school.

This was his first time in the classroom, and he hadn't noticed it before, but when he came in, he realized that the desks and stools in the classroom were still the same old long tables and stools that he had used in elementary school, plus the worn wooden blackboards and windows, as well as the broken walls and cement lecterns, Zhang Dongming found that he had underestimated the hardships of the school.

After about a sweep, there were about thirty students in the class.

I heard Tang Wan say that there were 51 people in the class when they first entered the first year of junior high school, and before the end of the second year of junior high school, there were already a small number of students who dropped out of school, if calculated according to the school's more than 50% dropout rate, then by the time they graduated from the third year of junior high school, it was estimated that there would be about 20 people left in the class.

Compared to the old classrooms, the students generally dressed okay, and there were even two boys who were better dressed than the students in the city.

Also, although Beishan Township is still very poor today, it is not a large mountainous area in the northwest after all, relatively speaking, it is not poor to that extent, and the conditions of some families are still very good.

Zhang Dongming was watching the students, and the students were watching him.

But apparently the students were less curious, and most of them looked at it a few times, and then they either read a book, or chattered, or slept on the table, in short, they still had to do something.

The bell had been ringing for a while, and the teacher had come in, but there was still a commotion in the classroom.

Zhang Dongming didn't know if this was the teacher's reason, or the class's reason, or the whole school was like this, in short, the classroom discipline was not good.

Old Feng Tou'er didn't care about these students, and took care of himself and opened his textbook to prepare for a lecture.

Zhang Dongming sat on the chair prepared at the back of the classroom, ready to learn how to teach with this experienced teacher——

"Ahem, this. The students turned to page 39 of the book, and today we will talk about lesson 19, an excerpt from Van Gogh's biography. Ahem, Van Gogh is a Dutch post-impressionist painter, and his representative works include "Sunflowers", etc., ahem, that. This text introduces Van Gogh's painstaking creative process of creating one of the most important works of his life, The Potato Eaters, and expresses Van Gogh's precious spirit of persistent pursuit of art. ”

After Old Feng Tou'er finished speaking, the classroom exploded instantly.

Of course, there are students who read aloud seriously, but it is more the sound of students chatting and fighting, whether it is a boy or a girl, all of them are happy and beautiful.

Obviously, the students enjoyed the reading aloud.

The reason is also obvious, now they can talk and fight more unscrupulously.

At this time, the old Feng Tou'er was sitting on the stool next to the podium, and the old god was shaking his head with his eyes closed, and he didn't know whether he was humming a little song or being intoxicated by the sound of the students reading the text.

Little by little, the already small reading sound in the noisy classroom became quieter and quieter, and finally it was not heard at all, and most of the students became more and more happy.

In the classroom, papers are flying, desks and stools are drifting, and the students are dancing and energetic, and they are almost wrestling in their seats.

In short, it was a very lively scene, and Zhang Dongming was stunned when he watched it.

Just when Zhang Dongming wondered if Lao Feng Tou'er was asleep, and whether this class was like this until the end of class, Lao Feng Tou'er finally "woke up".

"Ahem.,The students have finished reading the text.,That.。。 Turn the book to the fourth page of the text, add some words, and students carefully understand the context of the text several times, and then do the following word-filling questions. ”

After saying this time, Lao Feng Tou'er didn't sit down and squint again, and took a slow step on the podium, and stroked his beard a few times from time to time.

Then the students started to play freely again.

In the classroom, learning and learning, talking and talking, and playing and fighting.

To a certain extent, Lao Feng Touer is also a good teacher, for example, he is very considerate of the students and gives them plenty of time to do the questions.

Old Feng Tou'er picked up the textbook and said unhurriedly: "Ahem, the students have finished the questions, that. . . Select B for the first question, D for the second question, and B for the third question. Next, the students will read aloud paragraphs 20 to 29 of the text, and then feel the precious spirit of Van Gogh's persistent pursuit of art. ”

The classroom was noisy again.

It's still a sparse reading sound, and it's still a burst of slapsticks.

Then before the students finished reading, the bell rang for the end of class.

Old Feng Tou'er closed the textbook: "Okay, after class, tomorrow we will talk about the twentieth lesson "Deng Jiaxian", and the students will go back and preview in advance." ”

That's how Old Feng's lesson ended.

Zhang Dongming summed up three points from this.

First, this class is tantamount to not being taught.

Second, this is not a language class, but a free activity class for students.

Third, he probably won't listen to Old Feng Tou'er's classes in the future.

But it's not that it's not without gains.

Through this class, Zhang Dongming saw that there were about five or six students in the class who were studying seriously.

Zhang Dongming looked at the old Feng Tou'er who walked out of the classroom, and then at the students who were still gnawing on the Chinese textbooks, shook his head, got up and walked out of the classroom.