Chapter 8 Huayuan Middle School Days
As for why I entered this Huayuan Middle School, it was to work on the construction site for a month, it was really too hard and tired, and I thought that the plot of changing my fate with learning was heartfelt, so I repeated high school, of course, I studied very well.
I remember the first day of school, the first class was chemistry class, the chemistry teacher came in, and no students stood up on their own, because no one shouted: stand up.
I remember when I was in elementary school, there were 8 students in our class, no one ever shouted, we were still able to get up on our own, and Chinese formed this collective numbness many times, and now there are many such phenomena.
The bench used for the first time in school has been turned into a chair, and many students do not miss the opportunity to experience it by leaning on the back of the chair.
The chemistry teacher's surname is Lu, and Mr. Lu said: You all ask everywhere to see where there is a sleeper school that you haven't gone to.
In this way, almost all the students sit up straight. After a few days, the class decided that I would be the class leader, and the second class every Monday afternoon was the class meeting, which was held by me, and the head teacher listened below.
I am in the fourth class, Huayuan Middle School has four fast classes, and the first four classes are fast classes. I was the class president for three years.
I hate this class system and the junior high school system of ranking seats, I think you can't divide people into three, six, nine, and so on, and education should be fair and equal, which is * naked discrimination.
As far as I know, we have a hukou system all over the world, and there are inequalities in many rural and urban areas.
This phenomenon is a lot around us. The second semester of the first year of high school was divided into classes, divided into arts and sciences, the first four classes are still fast classes, all are science classes, I study science, naturally in the fourth class, there is a girl in our class divided into 5 classes, it is my neighbor class, I heard that there is a Chinese teacher who speaks Chinese very well, I went to listen to it a few times, one day I just sat on the left side of Yang Ningle, I don't know what to say, a girl on the right side of Yang Ningle actually scolded me, I forgot everything after scolding, I heard her say Mandarin, I smiled and teased: This is still an import.
Because we all speak our native dialect. After class, I went back to the class and told a boy behind me that there was an import in class 5, and the boy was called Hanwindow, and Hanzhuang said that he knew, what was the baby, and he also wrote a love letter to him, and she threw it away.
I smiled and said, "Look at me."