The primary school in our village is completely small, which is considered large in that area. There are no kindergartens in the countryside, and there are not many school-age children in the neighborhood, so when I went to preschool, I squeezed into a classroom with the third grade.

In fact, when I was in school, the number of students in the school began to decrease, but at that time there were still more than a dozen teachers and four or five hundred students. Later, with the development of society, more and more people began to work in the cities, and the flow of people also moved from the countryside to the cities. Parents who work in the city want to send their children to school in the city so that they can get a better education. In this way, the teachers in the school were transferred to the city one by one, and the students also went to school in the city.

The school has not only students from our neighborhood, but also many children from neighboring villages. Because our village is in a good location, just three or four miles away from the town, and the other villages are in the mountains, the nature school is much better.

It's almost time for school, and my mother has already helped me prepare a brand new school bag and new stationery. After breakfast, she helped me carry my schoolbag and carried me to school.

I saw an acquaintance on the way, "Xiaoqi, go to school?" It's so big, I still have to carry my mother, and I'm ashamed ......."

I turned my head back and ignored her. Mom responded, "Yes, no one cares about it at home, so it's better to go to school early." ”

Our home is very close to the school, just a four or five minute walk. The school is a high ground with long ramps built at both entrances.

My mother took me to the principal's office, "This child will trouble the principal to take care of him in the future, and if he is naughty at home, tell the teachers to take care of ......"

The principal's surname is Wang, and he has the same surname as my mother, and according to the name, they are inherited from the same faction. In the years that followed, I was really taken care of a lot.

"Listen to the teacher in the school and study hard ......", and then she went home.

After that, the principal led me into the classroom, arranged a desk for me, and told me to wait for the teacher to come to class, and I just followed along. The desks are wooden, crudely made, with two chambers and the top is carved with graffiti. The classroom has four windows, which are filled one by one with stick-like wood, like a fence, and there is no glass. There is a chalkboard on the front and back, painted with black paint. Our preschool sat in a row by the window, and there were 10 people in total. Next to it is the third grade, and there are only a dozen people.

Due to the large number of students in the first and second grades, a classroom was opened for each, next door to us.

The desks for the third grade were brought from home, and the first and second grades were also there. In our preschool, there is a desk for two people, and like the desk, the stool is also long, and the two of them sit together.

My tablemate's name is Chen Lin, and he is a boy. He had endless words all day long, and his chirping was as annoying as a little bird. We often talk together during class, and it is often he who provokes the topic.

Behind me sat a girl, I know, from our village, his name is Shao Qin. Her parents went to work outside and lived with her grandparents. My grandparents were well-known model workers in our village, with gray hair and a bent back.

The last to sit is Brother Du, whose deeds are known to the whole school. The third-graders often laughed at him, "Look at you, you're still sitting there, and you're going to sit next door to go to the second grade......"

He kept two levels, because he couldn't pass the exam, and he couldn't write Arabic numerals from one to ten, and he couldn't write names.

He, like his second uncle, has a bit of a problem with his IQ. His second uncle often became the target of ridicule by the men in the village. Ask him which is more than ten pieces of paper money or one piece of paper money, and he can't tell which one is more. When you talk to him, his pronunciation is also slurred, as if his throat is blocked by something, and it is very difficult to communicate with him. However, his grandfather and father were more normal, and there was nothing wrong with talking and communicating. His father also went to Shanghai to work, and a few years later built the first cement and steel structure house in the village, which was also the largest new house in the village at that time.

When the class began, the teacher walked into the classroom with the textbook and stopped in front of the lectern.

"Class!"

"Stand up!"

"Hello teacher!"

"Hello students, sit down!"

What we learn in preschool is relatively simple, but it is difficult for us to learn. Arabic numerals 1 to 10, Chinese 1 to 10, Chinese pinyin bpmfdtnlgkhjqxiuǖ learn these outside of the addition and subtraction of 1 to 10.

The Chinese teacher is a female teacher, she likes to wear skirts, her hair is permed with small waves, and she usually lectures very gently, not to mention us. It was Principal Wang who taught mathematics, and he was much stricter in comparison. He has dark skin, a beard, and a flat head, and he is not angry and arrogant. Our little palms don't know how many times they have been hit by the small bamboo strips in his hands.

When he taught us to count, he asked us to take out our fingers and count, and we didn't understand it after a long time. Then he said helplessly, "Everyone will pick up ten small stones after class, and the next class will still count......

In between classes, we took out a knife and scratched on the concrete floor, which could create sparks. Or take out a piece of paper, fold "southeast, northwest", and let the little friend guess. When it rains, the origami boat floats in the ditch, and when the weather is fine, take a mirror to reflect the sunlight coming in through the window and reflect it on the wall......

Once, Brother Dumb took a CD from home to reflect the sunlight and play. I watched him play and wanted to play too, so I borrowed it from him for a recess. I didn't have enough fun yet, so I took it home to play. I took it home after class in the morning and had a lot of fun in front of the house. My mother told me to eat, I was still playing, and I didn't want to eat. At this time, my mother wanted to see what I was playing with, and I was playing so hard.

Angrily walked over and snatched the disc from my hand, "Stop playing, eat!" Then I found out that this disc was not an ordinary CD. It is a yellow disc with a nude image of a woman on the front......

Then I asked who gave it to me, and I said it was borrowed from my brother. I was about to break the disc, and I immediately cried, "I borrowed it from someone else, how can I ......explain if you break it?"

After lunch, she was going to school, so she took the CD and I to the school and told the principal about it and asked him to deal with it. Principal Wang broke the CD in half and threw it in the trash, reprimanding us not to bring it to school in the future.

After class, Brother Du took out the disc in half from the trash can, "I will never lend it to you again......

The school is built on the mountain, and in the spring, the nearby land will sprout bamboo shoots, and we often run outside to pull bamboo shoots when we have nothing to do after class. One time we just came back to class after pulling bamboo shoots during recess, and we were told by Principal Wang that we were going to pull bamboo shoots.

The class was math, and he had time to interrogate us. "Why do you want to pull bamboo shoots, this bamboo shoot will be bamboo when it grows up, you know?" When he was angry, he was like a lion, and it was terrible. "Pull it out and eat it yourself!"

Everyone else put the bamboo shoots to their mouths and pretended to eat them. It's just me who really ate a bamboo shoot honestly. Seeing that I was eating bamboo shoots, the third graders over there were laughing one by one.

"Stop laughing, read the book"

"Still pulling bamboo shoots?"

"Don't pull it out, don't pull it out......"

Speaking of being reprimanded for being naughty, this can't be counted. In the eyes of children, there is no right or wrong, only fun.

Below our school playground is the road, and across the road are the houses of the villagers. One time we went to the playground to play during recess. I don't know who came up with the idea, "Let's take a look and see who can throw a stone on that roof."

"Come on"

So we picked up the stones and started the competition. Halfway through the throw, Shao Qin ran over, "Don't throw it away, that's my kitchen."

We don't listen, we keep throwing to see who throws farther......

It's class, it's Principal Wang's class. As soon as class started, Shao Qin sued the teacher, "A few of them smashed the roof of my house with stones during recess. Tell him not to smash them, and still don't listen......"

"The roof is covered with tiles, so you won't break it with stones!" Which ones smashed the roof and stood ......?"

A few of us honestly stood up to receive criticism.

"How many rocks did you lose?"

"Two" "Bang Bang"

"How many did you lose?"

"Three" "Bang Bang Bang"

It was my turn.

"What about you?"

"Fifteen Lost"

"You're the one who doesn't listen!"

"Bang Bang ......"

Not surprisingly, I was beaten to tears......

Huang Jiangcheng, who was in the third grade, lived not far from my home, and he caught up with me after school. "Are you stupid, the teacher asks you to throw a few and you say throw a few, don't you know how to lie?"

"But children can't lie, can they?"

"Doesn't your hand hurt then?"

"It hurts, but it's ......"

From that day on, he began to lie to me. "Tomorrow is a holiday, no school."

"Really, the principal didn't say anything about the pre-school gathering?"

"That's what you didn't hear, and you said that tomorrow will be a holiday."

"Don't lie to me......"

"It's true, I didn't lie to you, you just see if I go to school tomorrow."

I really didn't go to school the next day, so I went to my grandfather's house next door to watch TV. Looking at it, my grandfather next door asked me, "Why don't you go to school today?" ”

"Brother Haicheng said that he has a holiday today and doesn't have to go to school"

"Why are all my family going to school?"

He found out that something was wrong, so he ran to Huang Haicheng's house to ask, and found that the boy was not at home and had already gone to school.

The grandfather next door told my mother, and my mother took me away. It was raining that day, and my mother carried me on her back, holding an umbrella in one hand and holding me in the other.

When he went to the school and found the Chinese teacher, "The kid in Huanghaicheng teased him and told him that he would not go to class today, and he believed it." ”

"It's Thursday, why don't you have classes.

"Did you hear it, don't listen to others if you don't go to class in the future, the teacher said that you can't come during the holidays, you know?"

When I was in preschool, I cut my bag with a knife. Just because my bag has a little pink on it and Mickey Minnie Mouse on it. My tablemate said that this schoolbag was like a girl's carry, so I was also a girl...... I couldn't win and I was so angry that I scratched my schoolbag and wanted to buy me a new one at home. Because of the schoolbag, I was beaten by my family.

It was during such a time that I made it through my preschool in a daze.