Editor's note
"Go to the west, go to the grassroots, go to the places where the motherland needs it most." In the summer of 2018, with full of expectations and ambitions and idealism that is ignorant of the world, Sheng Sijia, a member of the Franco-Research Group, set foot on the land of Altay .
Xinjiang is a pure land with magnificence and tenderness spreading thousands of miles. During her year of teaching, she observed, recorded, expressed her feelings here, took more than 80G photos, wrote more than 10,000 words of teaching diary, and recorded what she saw and felt over the past year.
Today, the official Weibo account shared with you this teaching support speech full of thoughts and feelings, and felt the feelings of the Fa-students.
019.6 Photo with students
Altay teaching diary
Observation, record, express, I am willing to see the fireworks
Set out
July 19, 2019, I dyed my purple hair back black, because the elders always say: "As a teacher, you must look like a teacher, you must change from a student to a teacher, learn to take care of and be considerate." Even if you are unwilling, but if you think about teaching on the podium with a color, the picture is indeed funny. The unknown situations that are about to enter the unknown world should indeed be more steadily and mature.
htmlOn July 23, I came to Xinjiang. Unexpectedly, in the following year, it completely changed me: a young man full of unruly, becoming tender and considerate.After simple pre-job training, our group of seven were assigned to Altay No. 1 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School for one year of teaching support services.
018.7 Training at Xinjiang Agricultural University
Before, we had a brief discussion on "teaching support". Although I have applied for the high school Chinese teacher qualification certificate, I am still afraid of teaching and afraid to deal with a group of strange children.
August 23, the driver Aili drove us all the way and told us and brought us to our destination: No. 3 Middle School. His daughter Dina Ran is the first Uyghur girl I met here. She was seven years old. She just finished reporting in the first grade of elementary school. She repeated her name over and over with a bright and sweet smile. The four big words "Cultivate morality and educate people" at the school gate are very warm with the sunshine. I said, "Come on, Xiao Di, let's take photos here~" I think this year will be warm.
018.8 Dina Ran's bright smile
At that time, the principal specially arranged for us to go to the Uyghur uncle's house to celebrate a very distinctive "New Year", such as good fish, good meat, milk lumps, big watermelon, horse intestines, sheep tongue... I ate many unheard foods in one night. My Uyghur friends were hospitality, and before leaving, the uncle kept stuffing snacks into my pocket: "When will the girl be greedy, tell me! Uncle dare not say anything else, I will definitely arrange a delicious meal for you!" He left his hometown for 4,000 kilometers, but seemed to have returned home. Shanshan has also unloaded the previous deep concern, and this is a land worth staying at.
018.8 Authentic Gurbang Festival
Coexist
No. 3 Middle School is a famous school in the region. The teachers here are enthusiastic and rigorous in teaching, and the students are polite and studious. I often wander around campus, as if I was back ten years ago when I first entered junior high school. I lived every day with awe of knowledge and aspiration for the future. The Rule of Law Book Corner in the teaching building was left by the seniors of the previous group of senior brothers and sisters of the Fa-Tech Research Group. Everything continues and is brand new. My companions and I laughed and said, "I'm here to find myself."
018.8 The Rule of Law Book Corner of No. 3 Middle School
August 25, the director temporarily assigned Nie Zifeng a theme class meeting. I also met students in the classroom for the first time, but unexpectedly, this later became a group of cute little cuties who had been tied with me for a long time.
Their eyes are bright, the high nose bridge and deep eye sockets of Kazakh children, the big eyes of Uyghur people, the long eyelashes of Teacher Nie, the accent of my little eyes, we looked at each other, trying to resonate with the "out of place" characteristics of outsiders.
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018.8 First time entering the classroom
Altay is located in northwest Xinjiang. It is a typical temperate continental climate. The temperature difference between day and night is large in late summer and early autumn. The sun is high during the day, and in the weather of more than 30 degrees, the seventh-grade freshmen welcomed their military training. As a clerk in the Moral Education Department, I have routine inspections every day. In addition to delivering water to the instructors and looking at their military postures and steps in a fake manner, I only take a camera and pat them. This has left many colorful memories for my single-line life, and the smiling faces of the children are the works I am most satisfied with.
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018.8 Seventh grade military training
How simple the days were at this time. The sky, the earth, and people were all bright, ideals were bright, and even some small worries were bright.
As soon as you were interested, I read two likable poems casually:
"You have had a persistent dream, extinguished the shadow, ignited the light, and the stars are dotted, and the shadows are scattered.
The corners you have tried to measure are bricks, tiles and tiles, mottled and scattered."
But, when I was a teacher, I have no experience, no confidence, and even some resistance.
August 27, 2018 is the day when the first class hastily attended.
Here, the national flag is raised regularly every week. I wear formal clothes and try to adapt to the transformation from a student to a teacher. I am excited and nervous and happy.
9:25 suddenly received a call and learned that I had a class at 10:00, but I didn’t know the subject.
was confused and asked around and learned at 9:40 that it might teach English subjects. So during the process of raising the flag, he wrote a draft and introduced himself and thought about the course process. The first lesson of life cannot admit defeat.
9:55 Arrived at the class gate, and looked at the class schedule and realized that I was arranged to be a geography teacher. Even if the world collapses, you have to pretend to be calm. Teacher Mou, the head teacher, helped me relieve my stress: "It's okay, just meet them in the first class, don't be nervous!"
I had black hair, ponytail, round-framed glasses, blue suit, and a solemn expression that had just raised the national flag, and my whole body was restrained. In 40 minutes, I forced the geography to be dismantled and used every word to describe the geography in my heart. I found that the children had gentle expectations in their eyes, and gradually, they became relaxed and comfortable.
Thank you to the motherland for its beautiful rivers, mountains, blue sky and white clouds, and bringing me a beautiful experience, so that the class can end. Beautiful things resonate with each other. The mountains and rivers I took before finally don’t have to be happy alone. It is another novel world. After one class, we accepted different people calmly. I, an "uninvited guest", did not seem to have caused them many troubles.
I am very lucky and thank the students from Class 10 of Grade 8 for giving me great courage and encouragement in the first class of my life. Although we are always happy and angry in the future, this warmth is unique.
018.8 The first lecture thinking map
"Ulpan"
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In order to integrate into the local life in Altay as soon as possible, before leaving, my college friend Didal Malik also gave me a Kazakh name: Ulpan. When I asked the meaning of the name, Dige laughed: "Just remember that she is a girl who strives to fight fate. She is a hero, and you will be." From then on, Ulpan became an indelible symbol on me. The students will call me "Teacher Ulpan" affectionately, and the colleagues will warmly greet me "Ulpan comes to my house to eat meat!"
September 10, 2018
I am looking forward to today, the only Teacher's Day in my life. Early in the morning, I felt sad when I watched my colleagues in the office receive cards and blessings from the children.
"Even if I have only taken you two weeks of class, I should send me a blessing!" I was secretly jealous, and the child from Class 9 mysteriously handed me a greeting card.
018.9 Students prepared a small surprise on Teacher's Day
I posted a message of pretentious and excited.
"The road is long, and all the joys, sorrows and sorrows are you. Happy holidays."
Haha! I found that they began to recognize and accept me, so I felt so happy.After reciprocity, I decided to record a song for them.
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018.9 Color of youth
September 24, 2018
Mid-Autumn Festival, after the children in the first class were supplemented, they rushed to have a meal, leaving only the class representatives to stay in the class to read.
"Baheda, why don't you go to have a meal?"
"Teacher, my parents are here, I don't want to see them, I sprained my ankle, they will definitely be worried." The twelve or thirteen-year-old girl bit her lip and she seems to cry but not like she is crying. "But they can't enter the school, and my mother will definitely cry when she sees me."
's fully enclosed management does not allow parents to visit, and there are only a few opportunities to look at each other from a fence. This stubborn sense of self-paralyticity is so familiar. I cruelly coaxed and persuaded the little girl to walk towards the school gate.
The little girl about 20 meters later started crying, shouting "Mom and Dad" in Kazakh, and jumping to the door with one leg.
quickly left, and a heavy punch was hit when he felt very soft. When I was still too wild, maybe my parents knew the taste of missing me better than me.
Most of these children come from towns and are eager to read but lack books. This is my first time as a teacher. There are about 200 students in five classes, and nearly half of them are children from the junior class, from six counties and one city in Altay.
They are smart, simple, studious, and eager to learn. When it comes to the atmosphere, they want to be astronauts; when it comes to the longitude and latitude line, they are curious about scientists; when it comes to the customs and customs of various countries, they are eager to go to a wider world.
018.9 Children from the junior high school class entered school
want to provide some help as much as possible, so the Altay branch of the French University Research Group jointly launched a crowdfunding with Guanghua Education Foundation , raising more than 4,000 yuan in books, purchased more than 700 books, and donated them to the junior high school class.
With the dream of reading and the wings of knowledge, they can also soar freely.
018.9 The smiling faces of the children in the first class
Happiness, anger, sorrow, and happiness
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September 26, 2018
Happiness and anger are always mixed with the students. Happiness is seriousness, such as the youth time spent together. But anger is also serious, such as seeing their results in the test.
The first chapter results came out, and I was so angry that I vomited blood. Even more angry than taking the exam for 50 or 60 points.
asked the whole class to go back and write 200 words to reflect, angry and laugh.
I may become schizophrenia after a year, and it is all about you.
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018.9 Reflection on some exams
October 19, 2018
However, the most difficult thing is not zero-basis teaching, nor is it about fighting wits and courage with the children while correcting homework, but how to remember the students' names in a short time.
A class, Ayala x6, Yeshati x3, Didal x2.
Yes Hati, Has Yes Yes, Yes Poti, Yes Hati Po, these are four different people.
Alibota, Aibota, Aibota, Aibosen, these are several completely different students.
Burn my brain cells, and life truly teaches me how to be a human being.
018.10 The name of the students "complex"
October 25, 2018
0 The song I planned to give to the students before was finally selected, "You are the joy of youth". I listened to it and found a strong resonance.
recorded a cover today. Looking at Altay outside the window, I forgot it, it has been two months since I came here to be a teacher. I am often upset about the poor discipline in class, and I am also amused by the little thoughts in their homework. They like to play with me, I like to get along with them, coming from students, and going to students, as if I was back to my most comfortable appearance when I was young.
"You are the greatest joy of my youth, and you are the only boy I sigh most."
Both of them are sad and happy, but no matter how crazy or irritating, I will always choose to reconcile and forgive.
From the first day, the days are countdown. Maybe one day, maybe one year, this wonderful experience will end. I can only do well in the present, prepare lessons carefully, and work hard to be a warm Ulpan.
Right picture: After lending the book to students to copy notes
November 10, 2018
midterm exam ended and was slumped in the office. Director Jin's son Xiao Jin was jumping around and playing, and his father looked kind and said, "Cake me here, dad, show you something fun!" I suddenly felt that the word "cook me" was so friendly, and it was the most suitable to describe young students. So I have more than 100 cubs.
secretly calculated the average scores of each class in the evening. Unexpectedly, the generation made the wrong formula and calculated that the teaching classes ranked second, fifth and seventh respectively. I sat in the office for a long time and couldn't let go, and even began to doubt my life: I died before I could succeed.
Later, my friend helped me to do it again and then smiled: It turned out to be the top three! I am such a stupid fool, and I am so stupid that I am crying.
Although there were many emotional ups and downs, I still wanted to be happy. The boys are so successful. Three full marks, successfully won the top ten in a single subject. I have been worried about their achievements for so long that I can eat meat with confidence tomorrow!
November 26, 2018
posted on Moments a few days ago, and the instructor teased me: "It seems that only a naughty teacher can teach creative students~" I laughed and didn't take it seriously. Today I felt this sentence.
inspected them in class to do exercises, but found that the portraits the students drew for me almost called the police on the spot. I sent a message home to a warning, but it didn't work at all. ♀️♀️
What students are most interested in is always the teacher’s emotional life, and they will secretly write it in the exercise book.
When I was in junior high school, I wanted to grow up. Even if I grew up, I was not willing to decouple from the times. I was determined to be a cool and chic young man and have fun with the children. Now I have not given up on this idea, but suddenly I find that the "price" is very high.
For example, in the class, Gasar Galin was ridiculed for his height. This 13-year-old boy, who was 1.84 meters taller than me when he stood in the podium. Shi Ge asked him what his name was over and over again, but before I could finish my speech, he said, "Hey! Good junior sister!" I couldn't find Bei with a smile.
Les named himself "Les Brown", Yestai called himself "Yestai James". He insisted on asking me to order their fashionable English names in class.
students designed artistic signatures for me, compiled life slogans, and took many photos of me who were smiling but not smiling.
There are so many pie children that I reflected on whether it was time to get along with James with a stern face, but the mood of being tortured by tedious work also became clear the moment I walked into the classroom. Pain and happy.
Occasionally go to the classroom after school, and you will find the little secrets on their desks: the names of girls they like, the helplessness of speaking harshly about learning and having to continue reading books, the secondary second sentences that you can pick up casually... The little thoughts of your student days are all written on it.
The simple and sincere state is really good, warm and bright. Seeing them jumping over and giving me a big hug and then talking and laughing, many bad emotions will be cured.
is really good.
December 1, 2018
Altay has the reputation of "Ice and Snow Capital". The snow period of one year can reach 6 months, and the snow falls in early October will continue until April of the following year. The unique natural climate characteristics create unique curriculum arrangements and campus culture, such as the campus snow sculpture competition that I have never heard of and once a weekly ski class.
A week ago, as the team teacher, I went to the General Mountain Ski Resort for the first time. The children here seemed to have their own innate skiing talents, including snowboarding, snowboarding, fur skiing, snow football... many sports that I can't tell the category, and they are all proficient in. With almost zero movement cells, I could only watch them heroic and magnificently envious at the foot of the mountain.
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018.11 General Mountain Ski Resort
That night, the student sent meme packet.
It turns out that I took a group photo in the crowd, and you also took a group photo in the crowd.
After returning from the ski resort, the school then held a snow sculpture competition. The students worked together to work together, from conception to completion, it only took three or four days to do so based on the class. The works include the magnificent Tiananmen Square, Great Wall, Fuxing trains, as well as yurts and yurts with unique ethnic style. There are bamboo slips that recite classics into books, and there are sundials that observe the sky and observe the time. There are cute chinchillas, gorillas, and all kinds of classic little snowmen.
was impressed by the creativity and hands-on ability of the students, and was eye-opening.
018.12 Snow Sculpture Competition
018 December 2, 2018
Recently, No. 3 Middle School plans to create a legal education base. I remembered my alma mater, the University of Law, a campus far away in a corner of Beijing, running through the north and south with a "Constitution Avenue". Every landscape carries the word "law", which blends emotions and blood. Perhaps, the Three Middle Schools and Dharmas can have some distant resonance.
So there are also signs of "Constitution Avenue" here. The rule of law culture has entered the Third Middle School, and the reproduction method is very good.
018.12 Campus Rule of Law Culture Landscape
has entered the Constitutional Activity Month, and the "Fa University Research Group" has a little more presence. Cui Chuansen wrote a plan with great effort and wrote a free and easy way. Nie Zifeng contacted all parties to implement it. I am responsible for the collection and publicity of image materials.
018.12 Constitution Day Long-distance Running Activities
Constitution Morning Reading, Constitution Knowledge Competition, "Mingfa Plan" Lecture Hall, Constitution and Personal Film, "12.4" National Constitution Day Oath Ceremony and Long-distance Running Activities... In this small town in the north, this is the most recent post of my heart and law.
018.12 Constitution Day series of activities
018-31
There are many naughty children among the students, but the one who impressed the most was Nurman Nurding. The children who transferred from this Uyghur language class only had better midterm exam than single digits. He has a weak foundation but is smart and motivated, naughty and playful but also sensible.
Later, I found out that he loved to play exciting battlefields (a mobile game), and sometimes I invited me to team up with me when I went online. I had a sudden inspiration and created a unique way to eat chicken in geography. He drove a jeep and told him about the types of terrain, landforms, vegetation, how to judge the upstream and downstream of the river, and how to choose the right means of transportation. After one game, Nurman collapsed and lost his mind. He promised me to study geography well and never play games (with me).
Go home during the winter vacation and transfer at the airport. After learning that the final exam results were made, the team that apologized had already arrived at the school gate. Nurman is no exception, and he is still 22 points away from the 80 points he boasts about. While he was secretly trying, he continued to slut with me.
Make a small wish: I can take him step by step before the teaching is over, which is also considered "to the king".
Want them to be in full swing and want them to be happy
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February 26, 2019
During the holiday, I arranged the homework of drawing a map, so that the kids could choose their favorite place and play freely. The following pictures are shown in the following section of the feedback from
. I envy their superb painting skills and the idea of the Starry Sky, and I am also surprised that they can take this assignment so seriously.
Every assignment is deeply impressed. Alina said she wanted to go to Finland because everyone there is a "safe distance", which makes her feel comfortable and relaxed if she has some fear of socializing. Xu Siyuan created a factory out of thin air, which is his "ideal country". Luo Yuhao likes Iceland, has simple wishes, and wants to see beautiful girls. Ali Parjiang's homework was simple and crude: "What I think of most is the teacher's heart." The speculation made me want to hammer, but suddenly it was very warm again. I have never known them so much before. Looking at the homework, my heart is closer.
Friends around me were angry: "Ah, you are just a geography teacher. Why are you treated with care by so many children?"
Hahaha, let her be sour, I love them with my heart, and they also give me more love.
019.2 List of winter vacation homework
March 4, 2019 A student was transferred from class
, and it was very sudden. I laughed happily in the morning and became black and fat, so I turned away in the afternoon. There is not even a chance to say goodbye.
I saw in NetEase Cloud News on the night. He liked all my messages and songs, and then sent me a message and told me: "Thank you, teacher." The listening record in the background showed that "Youth Joy" was listened to more than 30 times. I suddenly realized that I was not prepared for parting.
There was a missing supporter in class and a missing child after class. Gone are the days of mediating students and parents and going around in circles with the head teacher. I still remember their clear eyes when talking about dreams, and they excitedly talk about all abstract and beautiful dreams.
More often we are allies, saying "no" to unreasonable things, being happy with the good results achieved after hard work, being upset with bad performance, curiosity with new things, and always empathize with them.
I always encourage students to go to the outside world, but I know better than anyone else that in a larger world, the matter of "see you again" is extremely far away.
Life is still moving forward, and emotions are the same period. I want them to meet colorful people, I want them to be in a hurry, but I want them to be happy the most.
March 16, 2019
When a student is afraid of the moral education department, because he heard that the "bad students" who have committed a crime will be taken over and talk to parents. Until now, I have become a moral education teacher, and I have understood a little different truth.
As the weekend approached, there was a sudden extra task, so I went to the office in a curious and frightened manner. There is a tense silence in the door of
: students, parents, and school leaders confront each other, plus a question mark on me who looks inexplicably.
took three minutes to figure out the deadlock: the students violated school rules and refused to accept the handling; the school has the authority of the school and had to deal with it, but no matter what the handling method is, it requires the consent and written recognition of the parents. However, the parents refuse to sign, and the students and parents refuse to communicate. Countless "rejections" have been trained to become a vicious cycle of three and a half circles around the earth.
The parents sighed, the school leader frowned, and I looked at the students' stubborn expressions and bodies, and suddenly I felt that this kind of toughness was a bit cute.
"Let's come out of this confined space and chat casually." He shook my hand that was about to pull his sleeves horizontally, but he followed me out of the office obediently.
We talked from the life in front of us to the hardships in the distance, and found empathy from the stubbornness of being unacceptable. His fragile, sensitive and eager to be recognized was so stupid that he felt cute and incredible for his actions. Finally, we laughed together: "Why do you have to do it for this little thing."
Two hours later, he wrote a letter of guarantee and accepted the processing. Before leaving, I did not forget to raise my index finger and remind me: "Remember to keep everything we say today."
was flattered by the sudden trust of the students, and it was not clear whether such mediation was really appropriate or reasonable. But as the parents finally came out of their despair, they were covered in tears before leaving and said, "Thank you really, teacher." I realized that at least it would be a not so bad ending for this old father.
I tried to understand him because I used to be him.
April 11, 2019
changed seasons, intermittently for a month, and in poor health. Pneumonia, bronchitis, and pharyngitis resumed and entered the overall review stage of the graduation exam. The intense course progress did not allow me to delay a class. Every day in class, my dizzy head was also observing my paleness.
There were suddenly some medicine on the table today. I don’t know which cute little cute gave it warmth, it was so thoughtful. Altay is finally no longer icy and snowy. The temperature warms up and raindrops fall, and I finally become healthy and rosy (rounded) again.
Everyone has been a little relaxed during this period, and the homework is not as good as before. Reviewing is a boring thing. How to be as interesting as possible is a question I have to think about.
Thinking of the burnout period I had experienced, the teachers helped me survive with warm companionship and earnest urging. I have shared many stories with them, including friends around me and my own. It seems that these sharing can calm them more than reasoning. I want empathy and company, and I hope that in the last days, the boys can gain a foothold, work harder and better.
Summary of daily homework and analysis of scores of each class (part)
May 4, 2019
Constantly the 100th anniversary of the "May Fourth Movement", the junior brother of the University of France, who is in charge of new media operations, contacted me and hoped that I could turn a song with my junior brothers and sisters. I had a sudden idea of my student: Aishana Azati, who is beautiful and sweet. We hit it off and decided to sing "I Love You, China". It took half a day to choose songs to upload and release them.
She is 14 years old this year and has become a glorious member of the Communist Youth League on this day.
She said, "My first Youth Day is so memorial! ❤️Love you!!!"
I am 22 years old this year, which is the proudest compliment I have ever received.
Rehearsal and Farewell
June 9, 2019
The last large-scale event hosted by the Moral Education Department this semester, the idea I thought of was turned into a sitcom competition. I have never dared to talk to my class teachers, just because I am afraid of being scolded. Until now, all classes have put in full rehearsal, set and cutshow. The performance lasts from 7 o'clock to 10 o'clock, and the stage effect is great. In this final carnival, I wanted to sing a song with Eshana. She said: "It's better to sing "You Are the Joy of Youth"!"
This was given to the students when I became a teacher for 2 months at the end of October last year. The song itself is more meaningful than singing. It's hard to make up your mind to relive the beauty at the moment of parting, because I don't want to lose control of my emotions. But Eshana insisted: "Ulpan, we also met you through this song. For us, it is the most important song. Everyone will want to listen to it!"
was entangled for a long time and agreed.
choked up in the afternoon rehearsal and thought to himself: It's over, it's embarrassing to be in front of hundreds of students, but I don't want to leave any regrets.
The more impatient the atmosphere on the scene is, the louder the people's voices will be. The children couldn't help screaming when they looked at the photos and videos related to their classes on the screen. After a song, the sadness was washed away, replaced by the applause that had not been enjoyed for a long time.
"No matter how you think, say, love, do whatever you like, there is nothing wrong."
is just the end of the video, I calculated the days we spent together, 290 days. Shi Ge told me that everyone was cheering and he cried secretly.
019.6 The Third Middle School Auditorium "You Are the Joy of Young"
June 19, 2019
Today is the day of the eighth grade geography subject graduation exam. After a year of study, the boys are finally going to the exam room. The old mother prepared four books for review materials and sent them, and she had nowhere to rest her excitement and tension.
019.6 Review materials are sorted
At 9:20 in the morning, I was woken up by a call from my class teacher. I was sleepy and heard "Do you have time now? The students have a few questions that I don't want to ask..." I just packed up in 5 minutes and went out to the classroom.
As soon as I entered the classroom, the boys cheered: "Teacher Sheng, Teacher Sheng! How do you view the contour line?" "How to judge the climate type in the southern region??" "How to understand the definition of accumulated temperature?" Sighing helplessly, "I have said it many times." I still picked up chalk and wrote and painted on the blackboard and explained it again. Seeing them concentrate, I laughed secretly. This may be the most serious time they have ever listened to classes.
12:10 points, the graduation exam ends. I sent messages to the three class teachers in the teaching class.
"I'll arrange the geography class after that. I hope the children can achieve satisfactory graduation results!" After breathing a sigh of relief, the last lesson in the teaching support career was over. Next, you have to think about the goodbye.
June 21, 2019
I want to take a photo with the kids today.I greeted the three class teachers in advance and arranged for them to be done in the morning.
In the second class, I entered Class 8 with Nie Zifeng. The boys were surprised and cheered, and then joked: "Teacher~ I've finished the geography exam, why are you here to do? "I said, "I miss you, I want to take a photo with you." Tears kept spinning in my eyes, and I had to smile and talk to them with my desire to cry. Alas, it's really hard.
Just as I was about to leave after taking the photo, the head teacher said, "Let Teacher Nie and Teacher Sheng tell everyone something!" I thought to myself: Oh no! My tears are about to burst! So he quickly ran to the end of the classroom in shame and pretended to look at the potted plants beside the window, and pushed Nie Zifeng to the podium.
This picture is familiar and unfamiliar. It seems that a year ago, I walked into the classroom to take photos of Nie Zifeng, and I was also in the eighth grade class 8. A year has passed, and he is still wearing a blue shirt, and the children are still focused and smiling, full of curiosity and looking at each other. Everything has changed and seems to have not changed. The difference is that this time it will not be taught again after one class, and my nose starts to be sore again.
After Nie Zifeng made a generous speech, the head teacher said, "Finally, let's bow to Teacher Nie and Teacher Sheng." The boys shouted neatly and loudly: "Thank you, teacher! Goodbye teacher!" My tears broke the dam. At this moment, I couldn't help but want to hold it back anymore. Tears were flowing freely. My most authentic emotions were not to be concealed.
"Sorry, this may be the last time I stood on the podium of Class 8 in Grade 8 and talked to you. I don't want to cry, but I really can't bear to leave you." I walked up to the podium and cried while laughing. The girls and boys below were crying, and the faint sobbing made the classroom silent for a while.
The most naughty and joking Ali Parjiang and Zenger in the class, who were the most naughty and flirted with tears and snot, and Shang Jia, who usually humorously loves to talk crosstalk, showed off his strength: "I won't cry!" The next second, his eyes flashed and turned his head away. The girls cried and asked about borrowing papers from front and back desks. The head teacher said a few words of "thank you" and was sobbing that he couldn't continue.
has finished class, and the boys are frantically stuffing me delicious food: "This one is very delicious! I can't eat it when I leave Xinjiang! Take it!" "You can take these snacks on the plane! Eat on the way!" "Milk lumps are very nutritious! Eat more health!" I took them one by one and thanked them one by one, and the warmth in my heart had long turned into a sunny day. It seems like a child who is about to travel far away, being cared for with thoughtfulness. When the crowd dispersed, they found that Xu Siyuan was crying loudly in the classroom. The three strong men surrounded him to comfort him and could not stop his tears. I gently patted his shoulder: "If a man has tears, he should not let him laugh easily, but the young man should be strong!" He sniffed and cried, and still cried loudly.
019.6 Photo with students
Altay for a year, I left too many regrets. I regret not being able to spend more time with them. I regret not having more opportunities to look at them. I regret that time passes too fast and too fast, so fast that my relationship is so deeply rooted, but I don’t realize it.
went back and picked up the photo and posted an update. The friends laughed and said, "Look at the students' look around you, how happy!" Yes, I received too many gifts and my emotions were previewed for too long. Thank you guys for letting me be the queen who is highly anticipated. I'm really happy, thank you.
June 22, 2019
sorted out the things and found the teaching ideas that I wrote in 3 minutes when I first came a year ago. I still feel like a dream.
never thought of being a teacher, and he was always afraid that he would not be able to teach well. The first geography class rushed over without any warning, and from then on it became a game of joy and sigh.
There are many impressed by Pipi. Palhong from Class 8 has amazing imitation ability. He is well aware of the essence of Nie Zifeng's Guangxi accent, and Zhangkou is a high-quality imitation version of Nie Zifeng. Nie Zifeng himself also felt that these videos were similar.
Class 9 Jiangdos' straight manly care, Class 10 Zhou Yuxuan silently apologized after being naughty. The students who brought me the most touching and disappointment in the year were the students. I have never entrusted so many feelings, and they will be a lucky one that they will never forget in their lifetime.
I am afraid of losing control of my emotions when I leave, and I am even more afraid of the unavoidable strangeness and alienation after leaving. This time is so simple and beautiful, so beautiful that I don’t want to forget it.
I really love my boys. No matter how many times I have scolded them, the irreplaceable love will never have in the future. I am willing to cherish it forever.
June 23, 2019
The past two days, the boys invited me and Nie Zifeng to have dinner together like crazy. Every time a dish comes, I always turn to our bowl: "Teacher, eat first!" I pick up a piece of meat, and the cub next to me will say, "Teacher, praise me! I respect the elderly and love the young and have high emotional intelligence!" I often end this behavior of seeking credit and reward with a "rare hammer".
During the meal, I said I wanted to watch them dance "Black Running Horse" (Kazakh dance), and Ali Parjiang happily agreed to the live performance, "Teacher is not me and you, I jumped since I was a child!" He raised his hand, shook his shoulders, and turned around, and each movement was very well-behaved. I said I wanted to listen to the guitar, so Yang Mingjun played AC/DC's "Thunderstruck", his fingers flew up and down, making me stunned. To be honest, they have never been so obedient. The cubs from
Class 9 were also very attentive. Gasar secretly brought a Bluetooth speaker. Before he could eat, he heard from somewhere that I covered "You Are the Joy of Young". "Surprise, we discussed with the store and bought out the audio playback device. I'm happy or not!"
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Happy with the cub
26 minutes ago
ffyh, I, the writer of the song, ✨, kiff-haon and 46 people
Cai Cai: What a trendy, your cub
It's a pity that time is too tight, and I didn't have time to say goodbye to the cubs in Class 10. The warmth is left to the beginning, and the Qianqian farewell is at the end.
June 24, 2019
graduation examination results have been released, and the kids have successfully graduated.
Class 10's cubs are as fierce as a tiger, and the whole class is getting the passing line. Nurman passed the pass line, and Nahl got 93 in the exam. With more than ten full marks, more of the cubs have achieved good results. Watching them come one by one and I have a good grade, I am serious on the surface but I am really relieved on the inside.
Four exams in all kinds of people over the past year, and always ranks among the top three. It was the boys who gave me great courage and encouragement, which gave me more confidence in myself.
From now on, Teacher Xiaosheng will become a classmate Xiaosheng. Let’s encourage you, come on, learn together and make progress together!
018.6 Four major test results in the past year
-25, 2019
This is probably the most difficult time I have ever lived, and I cry all day long.
Farewell is a flesh thorn that cannot be pulled out in my heart. It hurts once and once, it hurts, and the tear glands are out of control. Many times I wonder what I end up loving? Are these innocent and lovely people? Or is this experience?
I have figured out this matter in a year. What I don’t want to leave is the wonderful time I spent with them. Perhaps it will be difficult to meet such pure and passionate feelings again in the days to come. So I decided to leave them a gift at the end. With the consent of Junior Sister Yinuo, I changed the 2019 graduation song "Feng Feng" of China University of Political Science and Law, partially refilled the lyrics, recorded the sound with Eshana, waiting for the arrival of the last moment of parting. The recording of
was very hasty. After recording it several times, we stopped and listened to take a break. Aishana leaned her head against my arm and asked, "Are you leaving tomorrow?" I smiled and didn't answer. From beginning to end, I still couldn't face this parting bravely, and I had to be as an adult and a teacher. I have to be brave, I have to be strong.
June 26, 2019
made the last homework, which was the reflection they wrote to me in the first exam. The comments were all lost, and they were filled with sustenance, and they were arranged to be sent to the class representatives. I copied the cover version of "The Wind" to the head teacher, said goodbye briefly and prepared to leave. I chose class time to leave, but unexpectedly I was caught by Eshana in the corridor of the teaching building. She told me to take good care of myself, and tears began to fall from beans.
The cubs from Class 8, 9 and 10 were in class. Seeing that something was wrong, they rushed out of the classroom and cried around me and shouted not to leave. Surrounded by more than a hundred people, I didn't even dare to look up at their faces. The apprentice Xiao Yang gave me a hug: "Master, believe me, I will do what I say, and I will definitely go to Beijing, sure."
hugged and said goodbye one by one. In the sunshine, they stood on the steps at the entrance of the teaching building and waved to me: "Can Teacher Sheng not leave!" Wiping tears with his hands: "Goodbye Teacher Sheng! I will definitely go to Beijing to find you!" I bowed and said "goodbye" and ran away in panic. Tears flow freely.
018.6 Some of the small cards written by the student
I still couldn't stop crying after leaving the school gate. No one dared to talk to me on the way to the airport. The sun in Altay is bright, look less. I held the small cards and notes written by the students to me in my hand, and I didn’t have the courage to take apart any of them.
Many times I reflect on why I become crying and think repeatedly because these days are really beautiful. The pure love, pure attention, pure feedback, every bit of the boys is an unprecedented experience in my heart.
"In less than a year, do something that will never be forgotten." For me, a mortal, this thing becomes soft and scented, emotional, three-dimensional, fraternal, and fall in love with a group of kids, and will never be forgotten forever.
June 27, 2019 In the early morning, the
plane was transiting in Xi'an. Turn on the phone and open it, eighty or ninety unread messages.
"Teacher, the last thing I regret in my life is the homework I forgot to hand in the test paper and reflect on. They all have comments, but I didn't, and they were all stupid." Teacher Ge told me sourly, with an undetectable tremor in his tone.
"Teacher, I also want to be admitted to China University of Political Science and Law. I can be an alumni with you and then come to Xinjiang to teach!" Zhao Yanjian promised confidently, just like every time he said he would complete his homework.
I joked: "What do you have to call me then? Teacher or senior sister?"
"Teacher, say teacher, lifelong teacher."
walked in a hurry, in a mess. I regret that I should have looked at their appearance in the sunshine a few more times. Maybe we will look different again next time. The boys are about to grow up, and I am going to step on a new track.
019.6 Some messages for students
July 2, 2019
Altay No. 3 Middle School, I stayed at the place for 338 days. I never thought that I could have more than a hundred innocent students, nor did I expect that I, who have experienced many times in the past 22 years, have become a "water" girl.
"Go to the west, go to the grassroots, go to the places where the motherland needs it most." In the summer of 2018, with a sense of unruly and arrogance and an idealism of ignorance of the world, I embarked on this land 4,000 kilometers away from home. Xinjiang is a pure land with magnificence and tenderness spreading thousands of miles away. For me who loves recording and expression, it is a unique place to gain. I am very greedy. Every tree and every tree here I took countless close-ups with my camera. The children of No. 3 Middle School, the sculptures, basketball racks, blackboards, tables, chairs and benches on campus, were "hunting" by me every day.
Walking in the boundless beauty, you can take more than 80 G photos in a year, and it is also a teaching diary of more than 10,000 words.
018.6 The small card written by the students and the small gifts given to me
The gifts given by the boys filled half of the bed, transported back 36 kilograms of local specialties, and took away 20 reviews. More than 80 small notes were received, as well as more than 100 paintings and maps. Every gift deserves a complete short story.
is completely sorted out again, treasured and grateful. This time, the passion has been dispersed, and a pool of calm has been settled.
Goodbye Altay, goodbye my cub. After eating this Wangzi, you can slowly forget these cubs. Bye bye.
Observation, recording, and expression, I am willing to understand the fireworks.
Thank you for giving me the most beautiful dream.
Fada WeChat [Issue 20190810]
Content source: News Center
WeChat public account: Jili Gulu Grocery Store
Picture and text: Shengsijia
Content editor: Chen Yunru
