Summer 2010

School

New school, new environment, new atmosphere!

We moved to be closer to the school, and it was finally a bigger house, but the landlord didn't seem to be easy to get along with.

On campus, stroll.

At the moment, everything is peaceful, with a large square, neatly arranged parking lots, and a small and quiet basketball court......

My sister and I were walking on the way to class, and I could imagine how nervous and uneasy I felt. I'm afraid, I'm afraid to meet classmates like before.

Strange eyes, ugly faces, and lucky little movements......

I don't want to remember all of this, I'll never forget it, but I never want to ...... it again

With the certificate of transfer to the school, I went around and around, and finally came to the second class of the sixth grade, and when I looked around, I found that the students in the last row were all newly transferred in, and there were also classmates from our previous class, fortunately, there was not much communication at that time, and I was not familiar with it.

The head teacher is a middle-aged uncle who looks kind and upright, but he always likes to wear a pair of sunglasses, which is a little "obscene?" "Haha, it's just a personal perspective.

Later, I learned that the head teacher's glasses would change color, and when I went outside, they slowly turned black, and I could use them as sunglasses for roommates. And indoors, it is gradually returning to normal. He is not "lewd" at all, and he is very kind.

Since the two of us arrived late, when we walked to the classroom, the class was already full of classmates, and then ......

"Let's introduce yourselves!" The head teacher looked at us with a smile.

I always worry too much, I look at so many people, and I have to speak in front of so many people, and even some dare not accept the reality. What if my voice is too low for them to hear? Or what if I'm talking out of tune? I only scratch the surface of the dialect here, in case they laugh at me again...... Moreover, there were significantly more people in this class than in that school class......

Much's more......

"I ......" I was nervous, and my voice would tremble, "My name is Xu Xiaokui......" It was very simple, I don't know if they heard it, anyway, I only knew that my face was hot......

It's hot, it's hot.

As if he could see something, the head teacher motioned for the two of us to be in the last row by the window.

"Bang bang...... ......"The classmates also seemed very enthusiastic and applauded us.

Perhaps this is the difference between private and public elementary schools.

Bright classrooms, harmonious atmosphere, enthusiastic students...... I'm very happy, I think this time might be different, I hope it will be different.

Start Classes –

At this time, a few boys brought in a crumbling book from outside, sorted it into categories, and handed it out to a few of our newly transferred students.

I'm going to read the books this time......

Later, I realized that my worries were unnecessary.

The first period is the Chinese class.

That is, the class teacher's class, I still remember that the lecture was "Watching the Tide", because I was called up to read the text, the reason was to give the new students a chance to perform, but why me? Maybe the teacher thinks I'm a good fit, or maybe it's just a new classmate.

And the more I read this text, the more familiar it becomes, and it seems that I have learned it before, and it is vague.

It seems that the textbooks are really different in each place!

However, the lesson ended perfectly after I stumbled through the text......

The teacher saw that I didn't speak Mandarin very well, so she awkwardly asked me to sit down and gave me encouragement, and my classmates applauded again. Although I didn't read well, their encouragement made me feel very happy and a little confident.

At the moment, it looks pretty good, and my uncle's shop is right next to the school! You can also take care of it on a regular basis.

With all the teachers and students doing well, we ushered in a very "wrong" English class!

Since then, English class has become one of my most "hated" courses, and every time I come to English class, I will be terrified!

6th Grade,

Here, there are six classes in one grade, all of which are substituted by this English teacher, and the devil teacher can be said to be known to everyone. It is said that in her class, there is only the relationship between the teacher and the students, she is only responsible for the class, and from time to time she gets angry and "punishes" the students, and she does not care about the rest.

In short, it's scary.

I was still a novice in English class, and when I saw her for the first time, it seemed that there was a murderous aura accompanied by a "bad aura", and I didn't dare to look at each other at all.

However, I suddenly realized that I was quite lucky, after all, there was only one year left to get out of the sea of suffering, but the rest of the class had been "devastated" by the English teacher since the third grade of primary school.

It's really sad and crying!

As soon as the class bell rang, I saw the English teacher standing on the podium with high heels menacingly, and people who didn't know thought she was going to "make an appointment"!

The teacher in front of her was a middle-aged woman, very thin and always shiny......

The center of the eyebrows has never relaxed.

After a while, I saw her take out the A4 paper printed picture in her bag and point to a column that said, "Start with you!" "Really straight to the point, no nonsense at all.

This...... Happened to be on my side!

It's only the first day,

I won the lottery.

I only listened to the people in front of me stand up one after another, look at the pictures given, and say English that I have never listened to seriously, after all, there was only an English teacher in the school before, a gentle teacher, she knew that we had never been exposed to English, and she didn't care about us in class, and she could listen to it if she wanted to, and if she didn't understand, she could write homework for other subjects, and she would never force us to listen to the class.

However, this one is hard to put into words......

Soon, the students in front of them can sit down if they spell the word correctly, and those who spell it wrong will be punished directly.

When it came to me, I "swiped" to stand up, and she flipped to a picture of a bus, which was supposed to make me speak "......" in English

How could I do that......

It's just that I can vaguely hear the classmates below saying something like "Dad......" or something.

Confused and helpless!

Isn't she surprised that there are a few new classmates in the class? And don't ask us about our English level? Just ......

"No...... will ...... "I weakly pit out two words."

"100 times! Lying on the ground and punishing copying! Next! "Categorically!

What the heck? Even if it's punished, it's still lying on the ground, but I look at other students who don't know and seem to understand, maybe it's the teacher's consistent style!

The floor of the middle corridor was full of people, all of whom were "writing diligently", copying words, and the orders given to us were just not finished, so I was also included in the ranks of English students.

It seems that we couldn't be happier, because there is a reason not to listen to the class, almost every class is spent in copying words, but I am only moving my hands, and my thoughts have drifted to outer space~

Later, I heard from my classmates that the English teacher may not have a happy family life, but I didn't understand what it meant! But I know she's always been fierce.

I still remember the word "bus"! Because ah, this is the first English word I learned.

In this way, I spent all the year of English classes on the floor, but my English skills did not improve. For the English teacher, it seems that she has become accustomed to such punishment, in fact, she is really casual, because in the class she almost does not know everyone except for her own English class representative, or she is called by the wrong name, is it early menopause??

In contrast, math unexpectedly became one of my favorite subjects, because the teacher was very patient and always taught us over and over again, and it seemed that we had already begun to explore the initial exploration of solving equations.

Moreover, in a small test, I miraculously scored 100 points, but there were still many people who scored 100 points at that time.

Everyone was amazed because they didn't know me and thought I was a hidden math bully! In fact, the problem at that time was very simple, that is, the most basic solution equation, as long as the first problem was done correctly, the rest of the questions were just changed to a number, and it would always be right to calculate carefully.

Looking at the bright red "100" in front of me, happy, proud, honored......

It's a complete burst at the moment.

However, in the mid-term exam, I only scored 75 points, and the mid-term exam was relatively comprehensive, and there were application questions that I had not been able to overcome......

So, I was charged with cheating in exams and was criticized by my classmates, and my table mate at the time was a representative of the math class, and his math was always a perfect score, which was amazing. I'm still wondering what his brain is made of......

However, I just didn't do well in the exam, and in the eyes of everyone, I became plagiarizing his test paper in the exam. It's just a clue, why do people think that?

This 75 points I will probably never forget.

Since then, I have been very bad at math, and the more I study after that, the more confused I become!

My sister's math has always been very bad, and she is even more stressed when she fails the exam, there are more than 60 people in the class, and there are only two or three students who fail!

To be honest, she was worse than me at this time, and I didn't know how to comfort her.

Unless you haven't studied well all the time, you will be doomed if you fail the test once! I can only accept all kinds of fingers from my classmates, and at the same time, I will feel very ashamed.

There's no denying that elementary school students really care about grades, and no matter what school they're in, students have a strong sense of vanity!

Language lessons.

The homeroom teacher was a Chinese teacher, and the homeroom teacher of all classes was a Chinese teacher, so I thought that only a Chinese teacher could be a homeroom teacher.

He walked into the class leisurely, "Some of the students in our class are very good, and the articles you submitted have been selected!" Students who read their names go to the Academic Affairs Office to get your manuscript fees after class! ”

I didn't expect the school to have this kind of operation, I heard that the manuscript fee is two yuan per person, for us who are still children, we are very happy and satisfied with the money we earn!

When I look at the articles of my classmates in the school newspaper, I feel a sense of honor, and I want to say, "Look, this is what our classmates wrote!" "But their writing is really good, and for me, a novice writer, it is already very powerful to be able to write articles!

It was also from this time that I learned that writing articles can also make money.

"Xiaoyue, I like you!"

After class today, a voice suddenly came out of the mouth of a male classmate, like? What is the meaning? I looked at the place where the voice came from.

At that time, the female classmate who was called by name lowered her head shyly and sat on the seat, but the male classmate still insisted on walking towards the female classmate and hugged her......

The female classmate broke free and ran away. Luckily, it was already out of school. According to his classmates, this male classmate has confessed countless times, and at the same time has been rejected countless times, and people don't like him!

Like? I'm still confused!

"What do you mean by both of them?" On the way home, I asked my sister.

"It's just to find someone!"

"What does it mean to find someone?" I was even more puzzled.

"......," my sister was impatient, "you stupid hat!" is to get married in the future and then live together, which has been played in TV series. ”

"Ao~" Actually, I still don't understand too much, at that time, I always thought that girls would naturally get pregnant when they reached a certain time? It's good to live alone, why do people get married? I've also fantasized about my life countless times.

Moreover, are all schoolchildren so precocious nowadays? Our average age at that time was about 12 years old, and 12-year-old children knew this and admired it.

And why does my sister understand me but don't? Is it just because she's a year older than me? But everything we go through is the same???

The homeroom teacher decided to reverse the seat once a week, and at this time, my table mate was replaced by a boy, who was different from the boy's table at the first time in a private elementary school, he was sunny and handsome, and he looked like a movie star, so it was easy to remember.

I call him H! Gu later observed that he was the one who had to confess to the same girl every day, and was rejected every time......

Courageous and persistent!

The vision is also good, that girl is delicate, a top student, and most importantly, the handwriting is very beautiful! I remember secretly copying her handwriting.

On this day, at the end of school, my classmates hurriedly packed their schoolbags and prepared to go home, and I was no exception.

After packing my school bag, I put on one of the shoulder straps of my school bag, and the other one had to be knotted somehow, and I couldn't get it right, and when I was about to take off my school bag, student H helped me untie the knot and put the shoulder strap on my other shoulder.

……

It's the first time I've had such close contact with a guy, so embarrassing......

I glanced at him, and before I could say thank you, my body consciously ran away.

I seem to be blushing.

It's not that I like it, it's just that no boy has ever treated me like this, and it's just a random gesture of his, which is very heartwarming and very grateful to him.

It's good here! The classmates are also very good!

Later, every time I changed to a new table, I was very friendly, and I was willing to talk to them, but not much, after all, my Mandarin is not standard, and I understand a little dialect.

However, fortunately, I got along well with the classmates here, but the vanity was a little heavier, and there were still a lot of enthusiastic classmates willing to help us, my last table mate was a girl, she was very gentle, she was the only one I added to WeChat's primary school classmates, after all, the communication was not particularly convenient at that time, and it was also inadvertently turned on the classmates later.

"Xiao Aoi ......" When she called me, she was always very kind, because I didn't like people to call me by my full name, and I felt that my full name was very strange......

And when a familiar friend or classmate calls me by my full name, I may mentally classify her as a place that is gradually estranged, and sure enough!

She takes care of me like a big sister, usually in physical education class or something, she will take the initiative to find me and her activities, afraid that I will be isolated, there are new things to share with me, occasionally give me something, I try to communicate with her, slowly, here the language is almost learned.

Thank!

Things are gathered by like, and people are grouped.

What kind of person you are, and what kind of people you have around you. So, try to be yourself!

After the midterm exams, my sister and I were arranged by our parents to make up classes near the school, because it would be cheaper for the three of us to work together.

This make-up class is very formal, and the big store sign is introduced, and it can be seen that it has been registered, which is very reassuring and satisfied.

There are also quite a lot of students here, all the elementary school students are in one room, the junior high school students are in one room, there are three rooms in total, and one is used to learn English.

This remedial class is run by a young couple, and they don't seem to be very old.

Chinese and math were tutored by the male teacher, and English was taught by the female teacher, and sure enough, the make-up class was a different place to write homework, and when I first thought so, the male teacher started to ask a few of our sixth graders to take out a "loose-leaf paper"!

What is loose-leaf paper? Is it a very high-grade paper???

My sister and I looked at the teacher in confusion, "What is loose-leaf paper?" ”

I was wrong when I thought I had asked a very deep question and solved the question in everyone's mind......

Actually, everyone knows it, except for us.

It turns out that I am very concerned about the image of my words and deeds in the hearts of others at this time, this habit is not good, children don't learn it~

"Loose-leaf paper is to take out a single piece of paper, for example, if you tear off a piece of paper in a notebook, this is called loose-leaf paper." The teacher explained patiently.

The "......" scene was embarrassing for a while, and it turned out to be a separate piece of paper casually, oops, I'm a pig brain. However, he didn't make a mocking tone, but took out the paper and began to prepare for the exam.

The words in the test are all words that have just been learned in the books, and the teacher will write one when we read one...... Cycle.

It turns out that the homework left by a classmate in the class is a test word, and each of our students in the same grade has to write it together, which is also to increase knowledge by the way!

Very good way.

In the past, my parents had to sign off on my homework, so I started to imitate......

Because they came back late in the evening, they didn't have time to ask them to sign at all.

That's not a problem, it's a question ......

Although the class escaped the "destruction" of the English teacher, there are also English classes in the make-up class, which is too responsible. Once a week, each grade takes turns in English class, and goes to the small room next door, nervously holding an English book.

Since my sister and I were classmates who joined the make-up class later, unfamiliar faces, the English teacher looked at us as soon as she came in, "What's your name?"

I glanced at my sister and thought the teacher wasn't talking to us, but her eyes were really looking straight at us.

Seeing that we didn't respond, he said "What's your name?" again.

What is she talking about??ah???

The student next to me noticed that we didn't respond, so they whispered a reminder, "What's your name?" ”

Scales fall from one's eyes.

When I began to introduce my name, the teacher seemed to see our English level and started a Chinese conversation.

Although the English teacher is very gentle, I seem to be very sensitive to the teacher's kind of people, and I always feel that they are very fierce, and we answer what the teacher asks, and I naturally shut up if I don't ask, and I always feel that the distance between us is very far.

There are very few children in the sixth grade in the remedial class, and when there are only five of them in English class, they actively cooperate with each other, and we strive to prevent our eyelids from being close to each other......

Why can't I get away with English class anywhere?

I'm a Buddha......

Reading class.

As usual, the teacher of the reading class is still the Chinese teacher, after all, the nature of the course is the same.

On this day, I finally got to see the legendary reading class, and this class is a class that all students are looking forward to, once a week, but in fact, we only have a reading class for a month. The rest of the time is spent practicing writing essays

You don't have to answer questions, you don't have homework, and you can read your favorite extracurricular books......

The reading room is in another building, we came here, began to line up to enter, a small classroom, only a large table, the head teacher took us to sit around the table, after selecting the books we were interested in, began to read very quietly, quiet only the sound of flipping through the books.

It was also the first time I had seen so many extracurricular books......

It's all there!

Among the many books, I chose a story about my uncle, and I was successfully moved by his deeds......

I think everyone will be touched by it.

"Do good deeds without leaving a name!" Sure enough, in response to this sentence, he never asks for anything in return, and silently helps those in need, which is worth learning from.

A thin book, but full of essence.

Benefit.

Summer 2011

Before the primary school graduation exam, the head teacher said to us, "No matter which junior high school you get into, you have to love it!" ”

"Okay~" We said in unison.

Now that I think about it, this sentence from the teacher is very important to me. As long as we keep this belief, we will never complain anywhere.

Before graduation, the head teacher also organized an activity to make dumplings in the classroom, and the teacher really had a heart, after all, it was an unforgettable memory.

At first, one person paid 10 yuan, and the team leaders went to buy the ingredients and snacks they needed, and then the team leaders assigned the tasks of the team members, some people brought pots, some people took dumpling fillings, and some people were responsible for buying decorations......

And so the fun begins!

I remember that "7-Up" was very popular at the time, but I didn't think it was any different from Sprite. Each group set up their own table and sat in a circle, and the group leaders began to hand out snacks, some of which were the first time I had seen you, such as alpine lollipops, real chocolates, and all kinds of potato chips......

Start preparing the dumplings.

The classroom was filled with the smell of flour, and the teachers of various subjects also came to join in the fun when they heard about it, of course, except for the English teacher, she did not remember the names of all the students in the class until she graduated.

And the teacher helped a lot, they rolled up their sleeves and began to make dumplings in a stormy style, each dumpling was crystal clear, as if it had been copied and pasted.

After all, they are all children, and they don't all make dumplings. We were divided into several teams, dumplings making, performing shows, decorating classrooms, and watching movies with nothing to do! Of course I'm the one who has nothing to do.

Maybe because of my low self-esteem, I feel that I can't do anything well, and I'm afraid that I will be ridiculed by others if I can't do it, so I'd better sit on the sidelines! Quietly looking at the busy classmates, although there are some bad memories in the middle, but when you talk about it with laughter, it means that you don't care anymore!

The head teacher sits in front of the class with a pot for cooking dumplings, and does not let other students approach, so as not to cause endless trouble......

So, he is responsible for the last level of the whole dumpling, cooking ~ Cooking dumplings is a bit of a difficult technical job, and it will be cooked if you are not careful, but the skills of the homeroom teacher are still okay, it seems that there is no shortage of dumplings at home......

"Let's eat!"

A large table of dumplings is freshly baked, although there are several groups, but everyone seems to be integrated together, making dumplings and cooking dumplings together! It is said that at that time, the school leaders did not allow the use of electrical appliances in the school, so the whole activity was carried out in secret. There are a lot of classmates in the middle! It's really hard work.

Looking at the various dumplings made by the classmates, they don't look good, but they eat well! After all, who cares what it looks like when it comes to the stomach, and I also caught the dumplings I kneaded casually, the gold ingot-shaped, and sunflower-shaped, all of which I learned from my grandmother. While they didn't find out, I secretly observed their expressions when eating dumplings, and there seemed to be no expression, which was very usual, and it seemed that the dumplings I made were still good.

With the development of various talents of singing and dancing, everyone chatted while eating, and had a good time, and there was really a sense of déjà vu at the New Year's Day party.

Although it's in the middle of summer!

Thanks to the homeroom teacher for the memories carefully created for us, it is really a good memory, and I may never forget it for a lifetime.

Kill more than one stone!

Before we graduated, there was also the last big recess, where everyone stood in class, assembled, and dispersed......

When I first came here, I did radio gymnastics, and we were embarrassed to figure out how to do each movement, and we watched it all over the way, and finally learned it......

In the second semester, the school suddenly issued an order to add a sign language exercise after the rest of the class. Everyone had to start learning the sign language "Grateful Heart", and each class sent a representative to learn it first and then teach us, so that we could know how to be grateful.

This sign language exercise has been done for a whole semester, and every time the familiar music is played, and with the dance of hand gestures, we also start the road of being forced to open......

In the beginning, everyone thought it was very novel and fun, and they would do it very seriously, but later, except for Monday, every day except Monday was the same music, the same action, and I was very bored.

But I think it's a great way to appreciate the importance of gratitude and add a social skill. "I can sign language" when you say it, it feels very fulfilling.

The last time we stood in this familiar square, there was still a little reluctance, and the familiar music sounded again, and we naturally began to dance our arms......

It's over.

We should also withdraw, and it's a bit reluctant to graduate like this.

Welcome a new life, a new classmate, a new environment, and a new ......