Teacher-a role model in my heart

Liu Fenglai/Text

I don’t remember when I came to Liang’s primary school in the fall. Said it was a school, but it felt a bit different. Below the commune, there are two ridged rooms facing east and west, and our classroom is in this house on the west side. After a short time, we moved to the house on the east side (the house on the west side became the team office of the second team of Shangliang).

At that time, we only had one teacher. Later, we learned that the teacher's name was Li Jishan. The teacher kept the fashionable little flat head at the time. The upper body was wearing a blue uniform with white shoulders and the lower body was relatively new. Blue trousers and a pair of brand new shoes with wool soled that were very popular at that time gave the impression that the teacher was spotless, with a handsome and kind face, with a smile from time to time, and the two front teeth exposed were a bit yellow. I guessed that the teacher’s family might be a rich family (there was a saying at the time, black teeth were an official, yellow teeth were rich, and white teeth wore trousers without crotch).

At that time, there seemed to be no textbooks in the first grade. In the first class, the teacher taught us to read the words "Long live Chairman Mao" and then taught us the strokes of these words. Later, the teacher taught us to recognize and write many Chinese characters such as "up, down, big, small...". Each lesson teaches the pronunciation of a few words first, and then asks each student to stand up and recognize the reading. After every student can recognize and read accurately, the teacher will teach us the stroke order of each character, and then let us write at least one line of each character in the exercise book to practice writing. At this time, the teacher inspected the classroom and found that there was irregular writing, and he would teach us how to write. After several times of guidance, the teacher still couldn't write well, so the teacher was very angry and poke our head with a finger and cursed, "Is he really silly this year?" (Is this kid too stupid). Then he stood behind this classmate, held the classmate's small hand with his big hand, and gave instructions one by one.The teacher is always so tireless, teaching us over and over again, until every student learns it.

In addition to teaching us Chinese, Mr. Li also taught us arithmetic. I remember in arithmetic class, the teacher held a calculator like an abacus with green beads, and taught us how to count and add and subtract numbers. He also taught us to string small bamboo sticks together around our necks to learn numbers and number addition and subtraction operations.

In our spare time, Mr. Li led us to play games such as eagle catching chicken and throwing away hands in the yard. When we were thirsty, we went to the teacher’s house to drink water. The teacher’s bucket was always tightly covered with newspaper, the books on the table were neatly laid out, and the ground always looked like it was just cleaned. As school approached every day, Mr. Li led us to clean the classroom and the yard together. Then, after locking the classroom door, we did not forget to pull the lock to see if it was locked. Finally, we lined up in several teams to leave school.

Throughout the first grade, Mr. Li stayed with us like this. In the days to come, Teacher Li never taught me again. However, because my hometown and the teacher’s home are in the neighboring village, there are many times of meeting. Until now, I can also see the teacher in Longde County. The meeting always feels very cordial. The teacher is still so warm, clean, spirited and kind. I wish the teacher Always healthy and happy!

When we were promoted to the second grade, we moved to the classroom at the southeast end of the secondary school. I remember that it was Teacher Li Yingnan who was the head teacher and taught Chinese for us. He has a larger body, a face with Chinese characters, a small flat head, deep eye sockets, and a sternness in his bones. He felt very scared when he first met. Teacher Li also wore a white-washed blue uniform with shoulders. Patched up a piece with new blue cloth.

The chalk characters written by Mr. Li are no different from those in the book, and the lectures are loud and mellow. Occasionally, when a student had a desertion, he suddenly raised his voice and said aloud, which scared us to concentrate immediately. Because of being afraid of him, the classmates took the class very seriously during class time. After learning the new words in each lesson, he led us to the yard,Point each student to a piece of land and let us squat down, take our own battery stick, and dictate new words on the ground. After dictating the new words learned in class, he sometimes asked us to dictate the new words we learned before to review and consolidate them.

After the second grade, Teacher Li no longer teaches me lessons. After I was promoted to the fourth grade, I joined the school’s literature and art publicity team. Teacher Li served as the accordion accompaniment in the publicity team. The accordion is really cool. In addition to playing the accordion, he can also play and sing. The model plays in school rehearsal are all his accompaniment with Banhu. I can still sing the solo "Song of the Postman" taught me by Teacher Li and accompanied by an accordion.

When I was in the second year of junior high, Mr. Li taught us another semester of Chinese. The details of the class are not clear enough. The most impressive thing is that Mr. Li loves to use the surrounding things to illustrate grammar. , Makes people feel easy to understand and more acceptable. Later, the scholars said that Mr. Li also taught them junior high school mathematics, and the teacher is really an all-rounder with literary and military skills.

Later, after teaching at his alma mater, he worked with Teacher Li. He was the principal and I was the dean. At this time, I felt that the teacher was no longer so strict and scared. He would discuss with me about school work and never put on the air of a teacher. As long as I was right, he firmly supported me. At work, he always strictly requires every teacher, and in life he tries his best to care for every teacher. There is no teacher canteen in the school. When teachers far away from home arrive at school and have no food to eat, he always asks these teachers to eat at his home. When the teacher has something at home, he always does not forget to greet and take care of him. I remember that I had a cold and a fever, and my teacher and my lover Chen sent me poached egg soup . They watched me finish and told me to leave without worry.

After retiring, the teacher was idle at home. I heard that he was not in good health. I went to his house to see him two or three times. In order to pass the day, he learned to play mahjong. Here, I wish my teacher healthy and safe!

when I was in the third to fifth grade of elementary school,There are successively the calm and amiable teacher Liu Wanji; the unpretentious, sincere and honest teacher Zheng Yuji; the sing and dance, sunny and beautiful teacher Chen Cuimei; the gentle and virtuous, delicate and shy Liu Xiuzhen and other teachers have taught me.

When I was in the first year of junior high, Mr. Ma Zhongmin served as our class teacher and taught geography. Mr. Ma’s vivid expressions when talking about tropical rain forest animals are still fresh in my memory. At the second and third grade of junior high school, teacher Ma taught us chemistry again. element symbol The requirement to write uppercase letters in uppercase and smaller letters in lowercase letters I have not forgotten so far. The irregular, boring and hard-to-remember valence of was compiled by him into a formula, "Monovalent potassium, sodium, sodium, chloride, hydrogen, silver, divalent oxygen, calcium, barium, magnesium, zinc...", I will write it all down by the end of class At that time, despite the poor conditions, Mr. Ma was always able to do every demonstration experiment with the only equipment, so that every student was full of curiosity about chemistry, so that abstract and profound chemistry knowledge was no longer so difficult to understand. In each class, the teacher was writing and wiping. By the end of the class, the teacher's sleeves were stained white with chalk. Just after our current class of students graduated, Teacher Ma was transferred to Shanhe Middle School to teach. In junior high school, there was once a shrewd, capable and versatile teacher Liang Hai; the handsome and handsome teacher Li Hongru taught us physics. The handsome and handsome teacher Ma Juncai taught us Chinese, "It's nothing more than that in Tokyo, the cherry blossoms in Ueno, the brilliant season..." My memory is still fresh, and the teacher's voice and smile are always lingering in my heart.

This is the first time our students have changed their junior high school to a three-year system. In the third year of the junior high school, we were lucky enough to be taught mathematics by Mr. Xu Binglong. Teacher Xu is the teacher we have long admired. A tall body, handsome and unrestrained, with a flat head, a square face, a pair of big round eyes, and the eyeballs seem to pop out, making him look a bit majestic. Speaking in the Yinchuan dialect, the lectures are sonorous and vigorous, and the mathematics is as good as a story. A stroke of chalk is like flowing water, which makes people feel so comfortable. Generally, you don’t need rulers to draw geometric figures, and the figures drawn are so standard. Later, when I became a junior high school math teacher, I imitated Teacher Xu’s teaching method to teach my students.Although the imitations are not very similar, my students also like this teaching method. Sometimes they go out to train the teaching materials and teaching methods, but I always feel that their teaching methods are not as good as the teacher's. In my heart, Teacher Xu's teaching method is always the best teaching method.

In the fall of 1979, Mr. Xu was ordered to teach at Longde County Middle School . I took the tractor from my alma mater to send Mr. Xu to Longde Middle School to study for the first year of high school. I just arrived in Longzhong . I’m not familiar with the place of life. I can’t help but feel anxious. When I’m bored, I can use the rest time to visit Teacher Xu’s house, unknowingly relying on the teacher as a family member. Since the rest time is after the meal, the student stove is open for breakfast, and when I go to the teacher’s house after the meal, I will catch up with the teacher’s house for dinner. The teacher asked me to eat his family’s meal. When I turned away, he would let me eat with them in an orderly tone. Sometimes when I went, his family had already eaten, and the teacher would let my lover Yu Auntie (True Queen) Insult did not call Aunt Yu in front of her) Heat up the leftovers for me to eat. Because he knows that our students don’t have enough food in the kitchen. I also know that the teacher drags the family away, and the life is not rich, because of this consideration, the number of times I go to the teacher's house has gradually decreased. I did not finish that semester, and due to various reasons, I dropped out of school and went home. When I went home, I didn't say hello to the teacher. Later, there was no further information from the teacher. Until the National Day in 1988, I went to Yinnan area (now Wuzhong City) to participate in a mathematics teaching seminar for middle schools in the district. Moving to the east, I hurriedly squeezed out the crowd and ran out of the auditorium, but did not find the teacher. During the next two days of the meeting, I looked for the teacher and did not find it. In later days, I sometimes suddenly thought of my mentor and asked him about his situation. When I learned the news of his untimely death, the feeling in my heart was really hard to express in words. I can only say it here, mentor. ——I miss you! May you rest in heaven!

There are many teachers who have taught me at my alma mater. While I miss them, I also miss the chefs Zhao and Wang who have not taught me. Because the alma mater is located on the mountain ridge,The draft must be picked at the red ditch two or three miles away from the school. At that time, the school did not provide students with drinking water. Most of us went to the teacher’s stove to beg for water to drink. Sometimes when we ask for water, the two masters will be very angry and berate us, "Go, no water!" When we were about to leave, he reluctantly said "Zang and drink"! This process is repeated every time, but every time there is water to drink. I know how difficult it is to pick up a load of water from Honggou. Master Zhao is not in good health, and I still remember the difficulty of picking water. Besides, Master Zhao and Master Wang did not have the obligation to supply water to the students. They were driven by kindness and love, and they nurtured us silently and without return. In my heart, I always remember them both.

Dear teacher, you nurture me with sincerity and kindness. You taught me knowledge and cultivated a peasant child into a glorious teacher of the people. You have taught me how to be a human being, and your words and deeds have nurtured me to form a sincere, kind, and simple character. So that later I educate my students with sincerity and kindness, and got the students' recognition!

Dear teacher, I cannot express my gratitude to you in a thousand words. Here is a song in my heart-"Teacher, a model in my heart". I wish the mentors of heaven rest in peace! May the living teacher live a long and healthy life!

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(The author is a 1976 student of the primary school of Shangliang Middle School, a seventh-grade student of junior high school. Graduated from Ningxia Education College.)

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