Chapter 10 Going to School

Went to school September 2005

On September 1 this year, you finally walked into the Primary School Affiliated to Xiaojiahe Yulin Middle School with a small schoolbag on your back and became a first-grade freshman!

One day in July, the weather was very hot, and our hearts and yours were as hot as this summer, because of excitement, because of excitement. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoYou wake up early, wash yourself, and urge us to go. You looked up at your little face, pulled the corner of my clothes and said, "Mom, hurry up, I won't be able to register for a while, and I won't be able to read!" "Looking at your anxious look, I want to laugh but I want to cry. Baby, you've really grown up, and you're about to start school!

We take you out of the neighborhood, through a traffic light intersection, then through a side street, and turn left at the third intersection to your school. As we walk, we will explain the route to you, and from time to time we will turn back to you to see where you are going. When crossing the traffic lights and at every intersection, I tell you to remember these signs. Xiaojiahe Street is generally not long, but because it is a very old community gathering place, and many people have been relocated from the demolition of Pulp Street, there are many small shops, and the dazzling signboards are dazzling. When I arrived at the school, I took out my household registration book and registered for you. There is one detail that is very interesting. The school will register the parents' occupation and employment company, phone number, etc. in detail for each new student, which is more comprehensive than registering your information. On a whim, my dad wrote my profession as a doctor and his own profession as a farmer. I heard that the school later asked some powerful parents to sponsor the supplies needed by the school, such as: mops, books, fans, runway paint, etc., but no teacher asked us to sponsor them. I don't know if I should be glad? I don't know if the parents who sponsored it were really willing? Are their children being cared for more by their teachers? I heard that this is the case throughout China now. One of my mother's classmates in Chongqing said that her son's homeroom teacher often called her to pick her up, and she never dared to disobey. As long as you are in Chongqing, after receiving a call, no matter how busy and tired you are, you will immediately drive there. Sometimes it was already 1 a.m. when she sent home the homeroom teacher who had gone out shopping. She was full of anger, but for the sake of her son's studies, she had to endure the teacher's dispatch. It is even more indispensable for her to seal red envelopes for teachers during the New Year's holidays. Son, we are an ordinary family, we earn a salary in exchange for sweat, we don't have the financial resources to do these things for your teacher, our education does not allow us to do these things, and my mother will never do these things to please the teacher. Mom hopes that you will study seriously after school, study without distractions, and be an upright person!

God favors us very much, you are in a class, and the head teacher is Mr. Xiao. Teacher Xiao has round eyes, short hair, thin and not tall, she always straightens her waist and is very energetic. She looked at every student as a kind face; But as soon as a student makes a mistake, she becomes serious. Teacher Xiao not only regards you as her own children, but also excels in Chinese teaching, and deserves to be an excellent Chinese teacher in the high-tech zone. It is really a blessing for you to have such a teacher to teach you to learn culture, writing, essays and life, and my mother is relieved. You like Teacher Xiao very much, every day when you come home from school, your mouth is "Teacher Xiao said。。。。。。 A few years after graduation, you students still meet every year to visit her and sing KTV with her, which is very rare in the current school environment.

You once said to your mother that we never sent you to school except after taking you to school on the day of registration. Baby, you're wrong. On the day of registration, we took you back and forth from home to school, and then we said to you, "You will go to school on your own in the future, you have to be a brave boy!" You nodded sensibly. On the first day of September, you walked out of the house excitedly after saying goodbye to us. You know, shortly after you came downstairs, I followed you and followed you. You look behind you while waiting at an intersection with a traffic light, but you don't see your mom hiding behind a telephone pole. Do you still have some expectations? I felt a faint ache in my heart. I followed you all the way to the school, and when I saw you enter the gate, I hurriedly took the bus to work. After the first day of school, it was your dad who quietly followed you home from school to see if you would go the wrong way. This has been the case for days on end. Seeing that you are really familiar with the route of home and school, we are relieved that we will not follow you. Baby, do you know this? Do you know that mom is quietly watching you? Do you still blame us for not picking you up and dropping you off from school? It is true that we did not send you to and from school every day like other parents, and that was because we made a decision to make sure that you could get back and forth safely and rely on yourself as soon as possible. Of course, my mother is often on duty in the hospital, and my father is often on business trips. You may be the only child in the first grade who goes to school and leaves school by yourself, because I remember signing a waiver letter with your homeroom teacher, Ms. Xiao, to the effect that you don't need to be picked up by your parents after school, you go home by yourself, and you will be responsible for any accidents on the way. After quietly watching you go a few times, I really never sent you to school again, and you never disappointed your mother.

Not only did you go to and from school on your own, you also learned to use the microwave to heat meals. When we're not at home, you heat it up and wash it clean. You've also learned to boil poached eggs, and sometimes you'll cook them for your mom on weekend mornings. Even though the eggs you boiled most of the time are broken and don't look like egg drop soup, white and yellow, my mother always eats them with satisfaction. Sometimes you put some small rice balls in it, and then they all stick together. You learned to make instant noodles at a very young age, you always like to add a ham sausage when you make noodles, and you often correct my instant noodle method, and now your instant noodle skills are getting better and better, and my mother is really ashamed of herself. You really make mom proud, you are a real little man!