Chapter 35 "One expert, tens of thousands of children"

"What is my ideal? I hope that I will become an education expert in the future. Our school has grown to accommodate tens of thousands of children!" When I asked her about her ideal with a smile, under the shadow of the lamp, the young girl sitting opposite me in a blue dress with double braids and a shining medal of the National Advanced Producers Representatives Conference on her chest had red cheeks on her cheeks. With a healthy blush, she answered shyly with a smile. Naga Gesier, a young and progressive teacher at Yindeer Primary School in Humeng, Inner Mongolia, was born in a peasant family in Inner Mongolia.

Because her family lived next door to the school, her parents reluctantly allowed her to study for four years. Inner Mongolia was liberated, and the young people were all elated and asked to go to Hohhot to enter the "military university" and prepare to participate in various construction work in the liberated land.Her classmates came to ask her out, but her parents refused to agree. After the classmates left, she cried several times. Speaking of this, she smiled: "In 1947, the director of our peasant association came, and he asked me to go to Zhalaite Banner, Huerbnutuk Bayantaohai Gacha, and Baiyatun Private Primary School. Being a teacher, my heart lightened up, isn't this also an important job?

Besides, I still love children! " Since this winter, this seventeen-year-old rural girl has taken up the post of a teacher in a difficult and difficult environment with excitement and joy! The so-called Baiyatun Primary School had only 20 students at that time, divided into grades one and two.Not only is there no house, no tables and stools, no blackboard, sometimes even no chalk!Let's go to the school manager. The school manager is indifferent. After a lot of effort to find the village cadre, I finally got a room. "With a foothold, it will be easy," she smiled happily in the memory, showing two rows of white teeth. "I used broken wooden boards to make an earthen platform as a table and stool, and started school in front of the earthen platform. But how can the students study without textbooks? I had to go to an elementary school fifteen miles away from us and borrow a Mongolian textbook. , using early morning, night and Sunday, copying page by page, copying and teaching as you go, solved the difficulty of not having textbooks. At the same time, new problems occurred again, how cold our winter is, how strong the north wind is, how Deep snow! Just after Liberation, the life of the villagers is still very difficult. Not only can they not pay their children's school fees, but some children's clothes are too shabby to go out.

I went to their home to give them supplementary lessons by myself, running three villages a day.There was a student named Bao Fusheng. Her mother had many children and she was sick. Bao Fusheng couldn't go to school because he had no shoes to wear, so I mended his shoes. " She probably saw my admiration, and said with a very modest smile: "My ability is very small. It is only because of the training of the Communist Party and the government, and the help of comrades and students' parents that I can be successful in teaching." I have achieved some minor achievements in my work. I will never forget that there were two Communist Party teachers in Huerlewan Elementary School, and the director of the District Women’s Federation there. The party program and constitution, as well as Comrade Shi Ruifen's hard work in running a school. All these gave me great encouragement.

"Because I often run to my fellow villagers' homes, some backward people talk long and short. They said: "A girl of seventeen or eighteen, she got up early in the dark and ran around by herself. It was too unseemly. At that time, my family also opposed me..." People's gossip and family opposition did not scare me, and I was still very happy. I teach my students. I am afraid that my own culture is too low. I only have four years of primary school. I encounter many difficult problems in the middle of teaching and cannot solve them. I am the only one in the school. I have to use Sunday to go to fifteen When I go to the central primary school inside and outside to ask other teachers, I have to go through three or four mountains back and forth. Sometimes when I go to see the teacher not there, or busy with things, I just go for nothing. But these difficulties and setbacks did not frighten me. Because when I think of children who are hungry and thirsty for knowledge, my courage comes... "In 1949, the school moved to Ximaolintun. At this time, there were already students in the third grade. Bigger than me.In order to teach them well, I often went to Beibai Yatun, eight miles away from the school, to study textbooks with my comrades.When I was transferred to Yindeer Primary School, there were many classes in the school. In order to improve the teaching of the Mongolian class, I went to the Hansheng class to listen to the lectures. I referred to the teaching notes of experienced teachers and studied them carefully, so that I understood what to do. To grasp the key points of teaching materials, determine the purpose of education and teaching.My teaching improved a little, and I was now able to teach the upper grades.

"This is the happiest period for me. I am in front of the class teacher. I have 21 classes a week and have to correct the homework of 63 students. I have to spare one hour a day to study current affairs and two hours to study Culture. Over the past few years, my education level has increased from the fourth grade of primary school to the second grade of junior high school." I remember that she once quoted an educator in a speech at a meeting: "It may not be that there is such a dirty mirror, and no reflection can be accepted anyway; there may not be such a rough blackboard, no matter what, you can't write on it.

The dirty mirror should be scrubbed first, and the rough blackboard should be planed first..." These few words left a deep impression on me, so I asked her who said it. She said thoughtfully: "It was said by a Soviet educator. Isn't that very reasonable? I also think that there are no uneducated children in the world. For example, when I first taught the fourth grade, the class There are a few very naughty children, one of them is Qin Boyan. He is a demoted student. He is very poor in his studies and does not observe discipline. Throwing stones in the room, everyone thinks he is a 'difficult child'. I think of what this educator said. I didn't criticize this student at first, and I didn't talk to him. I first went to understand why he didn't study hard and didn't observe discipline. …I found that his mother treated him badly, often beating and scolding him; his classmates criticized him very harshly, which made him lose his self-esteem, and he couldn’t feel the warmth of school and family. He didn’t get close to teachers and classmates , also do not want to go home, wandering on the street all day.

But I found him to be a bright and nimble boy who enjoyed odd jobs.I will take advantage of his strengths and give him some work that he loves to do.For example, once the stove was broken, I said in front of him: "The stove is broken, what should I do? Let me clean it." He said very enthusiastically, "Teacher, I can clean it!" I agreed.The next day, in front of my classmates, I didn't praise him directly, but asked everyone: "Who wiped this stove?" The classmates who saw him wipe the stove said: "It was wiped by Qin Boyan." I asked, "Is this behavior good?" Everyone said, "Very good."

This made him very happy.In this way, the students' views on him gradually changed. "When school was over, I walked with him and told him the story of 'how to be a good boy'. He walked and listened silently, and gradually got closer to me. Only then did I start to make short conversations with him. Talk and encourage him. He gradually listened to me, expressed that he wanted to be a good student, and asked to join the team. "I got in touch with his parents again and told them about his progress. And persuade parents not to beat and scold, but to educate children patiently.With the cooperation of the family and the school, the child has worked hard, observed discipline, made great progress in his studies, and was respected by his classmates.He is not only a good young pioneer, but also a class study officer.

"In this way, a child who stole things in our class and the two most naughty children became good students, and now our class is the best class in the school!" From the joy on the face of this elementary school teacher who is also like a child, it shows the pride of a hardworking and happy gardener. She then said earnestly: "Children's moral quality education must be paid attention to. It is not enough to teach students cultural and scientific knowledge well. We must not forget that the children we cultivate are builders of socialism, and they must be fully developed. In terms of pedagogy, teachers must have noble moral qualities that can serve as a model for students, so I usually pay attention to people's attitudes and observance of public order no matter what I say or do. I am never late or absent on rainy or snowy days , I insist on attending classes when I am sick, so my children are rarely late.

"Teachers' efforts on the one hand are still not enough. To educate children correctly, parents and schools must adopt the same requirements for students. I go to the students' homes almost every Sunday. Before I go, I make a plan and interview Which parent? What to talk about? What to tell the parents? What requests?” At this point, she smiled knowingly: “I also noticed the characteristics of the parents and asked them to give their opinions. In this way, the relationship between me and the parents The relationship became close, and they told me everything about their children at home, and they trusted me and accepted my requests and opinions on them.” The more I listened to it, the more I felt admiration and amazement. Who would believe that such a young girl would think so thoughtfully, how happy our next generation is! She has a meeting tomorrow morning and is leaving. I held her hand tightly and sent her downstairs.The lights of the car, pointing forward, have already gone away in a blink of an eye.Standing in front of the door, I seemed to see her walking towards a city on the edge of the grassland, where countless Mongolian and Han children cheered and waved to her.