"What did the teacher teach today?"
During dinner, Jiang Taiguang asked with a smile.
His son Jiang Tianle still had rice in his mouth. He shook his head and muttered, "We haven't officially started class yet. Today the teacher told us about the school and then asked the students to introduce themselves."
"Introduce yourself?" Jiang Taiguang frowned, "Why do you have to introduce yourself? Won't we gradually get to know each other in the future?"
"The teacher said that not only should students get to know each other, but we should also practice our expression skills and courage."
Jiang Taiguang sighed. He didn't think there was anything wrong with what the teacher said. It was just that it had been a few days since school started and the formal classes hadn't started yet, which made people a little anxious.
In fact, Jiang Taiguang originally did not want his son to change schools. After all, his son is already in fifth grade this semester. If he wants to change schools, he still needs to adapt, which is very troublesome.
However, Jiang Tianle's original school took the initiative to let them transfer because the teaching building in their school was very poor and there were not enough teachers. There was no other primary school nearby. This school had three to four hundred people in one grade and it really couldn't teach them.
Many students in the same class transferred to the newly opened Deep Space Hope Primary School because it was close to it. Later, Jiang Taiguang thought about it and transferred his son there as well.
But the situation in the past few days made him feel not good.
School started on September 1st. It is understandable that there will be no classes on that day. After all, students have just arrived and need to adapt.
There was still no class on the 2nd, and on the 3rd, it was Sunday and I had a day off.
Finally, the fourth day came, and when I came back, I found that there was no class yet.
Isn't this school just an empty shell, just a joke?
"But the teachers said that classes will officially start from tomorrow, and other teachers will come over to teach us for the day."
"Another teacher? From which school?"
Jiang Tianle shook his head, "I don't know, the teacher just said that he is a very powerful teacher."
Jiang Taiguang patted his head. There was really something wrong with this school. Even the teachers had to borrow money from other places.
I still have to go to school tomorrow to check, and if that doesn't work, I'll transfer my son back.
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Jiang Taiguang's family opened a bun shop in Jishang. After the morning market, he went to Shenkong Hope Primary School.
When I arrived at the door, I was stopped by the guard.
"Parents need to register when entering."
Jiang Taiguang was stunned for a moment. Do you need to register before entering the school?
"Uncle Huang, it's not like you don't know me, so you still want to register."
"You have to register if you know each other. It's a rule set by the school."
"All right."
Jiang Taiguang honestly wrote his name in the notebook.
"There's another reason, the time...it's ten past eight."
After Jiang Taiguang finished writing, Uncle Huang took the notebook and looked at it, "Are you going in to listen to the class?"
"I'll go in and see how the teacher is teaching."
Uncle Huang curled his lips and said, "You're worrying, go in, do you know where Tianle Class is?"
"I know, I went there when school started."
Uncle Huang opened the door and let Jiang Taiguang in. At this moment, there was no one in the school yard. There was a jar built in the middle with an old pine tree planted inside. On the other side was a flag stand with a bright red national flag floating on it.
When the school started last time, he brought his son to register, but he didn't pay attention to the scenery in the school. Mainly because the school was full of people at that time, and it was difficult to notice these static things.
The school is not very beautiful, but it is spacious and tidy.
Overall, it is definitely much better than the previous school, but Jiang Taiguang also knows that the key to the quality of a school is not the environment, but the teachers.
As long as the teachers are good, the environment will be okay. If there are no good teachers, no matter how beautiful the school is, it will be an empty shell.
The fifth grade students were on the third floor. Jiang Taiguang was not in a hurry to go up. He walked around on the first floor first. Classes were going on normally, and they were no different from the previous school.
Then he went up to the third floor, and before he reached his son's classroom, he heard the sound of a flute. It turned out to be the familiar "Jasmine", which was quite pleasant.
Following the sound and walking outside the classroom, Jiang Taiguang saw a very beautiful female teacher standing on the podium playing the song "Jasmine" to the students.
After playing a piece of music, the female teacher said with a smile, "Which student can sing the music I just played?"
No one answered, but it could be seen that many students were eager to try.
The female teacher directly called her name and said, "This classmate, I heard you hummed well just now. Can you come up and demonstrate it for everyone?"
Jiang Taiguang took a look and realized that it wasn't his son Jiang Tianle?
Jiang Tianle stood up and walked onto the stage with some embarrassment, but he was too embarrassed to speak. The female teacher led him to hum again, and then he started humming, but the sound was very low and difficult to hear.
The female teacher then said to the others, "If there are any who can hum, follow them."
One after another, the students below also started humming. At first, the sound was a bit messy, and the female teacher led them to hum again. Soon the students found the rhythm, and the more they hummed, the louder the sound became.
After humming a few times, the female teacher made a stop gesture, and then said to Jiang Tianle, "This classmate, thank you, go down and sit down."
After that, the female teacher taught the students to sing the lyrics again.
The female teacher’s voice is really nice, and her singing is very professional. Maybe it’s because she’s friendly and sings well, so the students learn it very quickly.
Jiang Taiguang couldn't help feeling that if he had such a teacher to teach him music when he was a child, his singing wouldn't be so bad now.
At the same time, he was also happy for his son. When he saw his son humming just now, he was worried about his son being nervous.
What he didn't expect was that his son performed very well, which made him feel proud.
The class ended quickly. The female teacher said with a smile: "Dear students, get out of class is over. Let's go out and have some fun."
After the female teacher left, Jiang Taiguang noticed that many students did not come out to play, but were still learning the song "Jasmine".
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jiang Taiguang was afraid that his son would find him, so he ran to the second floor for a while between classes, and did not go up again until the next class started.
Not long after the preparation bell ended, a young male teacher walked to the classroom door with a lesson plan. However, he did not rush in. Instead, he stood at the door and waited until the class bell rang before he walked in.
Jiang Taiguang looked at the young male teacher and couldn't help but sigh, were the teachers in this school specially chosen? Why are they all so young and good-looking?
"What class is this?"
Jiang Taiguang stretched out his head to look curiously and saw that all the students had Chinese books in front of them.
Oh, it turns out to be a Chinese class.
In fact, Jiang Taiguang feels that it is best for Chinese language classes to be taught by experienced teachers because they have sufficient experience and a solid foundation.
"Hello, classmates, my name is Yu Dong, and I am honored to be here to give you a Chinese lesson today."
The male teacher came up and introduced himself first, but why did he sound weird? I won’t talk about it. Why did he take a Chinese class and it sounded like he didn’t attend it later? Jiang Taiguang suddenly remembered what his son said last night,
It seems that teachers from other schools are invited to come and teach.
"Because another teacher will teach you Chinese later, I will not share the content in the book today."
Jiang Taiguang raised his eyebrows, ah, this is really just the class.
Why is this school arranged this way?
Standing on the podium, Yu Dong didn't know that there were parents "monitoring" outside, and thought it was a teacher sneaking over to listen to the class. He looked at the students looking at him blankly, and understood that it was because they met for the first time that they
I feel a little strange to myself.
After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Did Teacher Cheng teach you a song just now?"
The students nodded one after another, and some students answered: "Yes."
"What song is it and what's its name?"
"My name is Jasmine." More people answered this time.
Yu Dong smiled. Sure enough, when the last class was mentioned, the students' enthusiasm suddenly became high.
"Then do you still remember how to sing?"
"Remember!"
Yu Dong walked off the podium with a smile and leaned against the table, "I also learned this song when I was a child, but it's been too long and I can't quite remember the lyrics. Can anyone remind me?"
"Me me me!"
Jiang Taiguang, who was standing outside the classroom, suddenly smiled. The first person to raise his hand was his son. Maybe it was because he gave Tianle great courage after taking the stage in the last class. Now Tianle is very active.
Yu Dong nodded and said, "Okay, this classmate, tell me what the lyrics are?"
"The lyrics are, what a beautiful jasmine flower..."
After Jiang Tianle finished speaking, Yu Dong smiled and said, "Classmate, what is your name?"
"My name is Jiang Tianle."
"Thank you, classmate Jiang Tianle, I have already remembered the lyrics of this song."
With that said, Yu Dong walked up to the podium and wrote the lyrics of "Jasmine" on the blackboard.
The calligraphy is really beautiful, this was Jiang Taiguang's first impression. Even though the teacher is young, his handwriting is vigorous and powerful.
After writing the lyrics, Yu Dong turned around and said, "What a beautiful jasmine flower, fragrant and white people praise it. Then I ask you a question, if there is a blooming jasmine flower in front of you now, what will you do?"
Praise it?"
"pretty."
"Bright."
“The aroma is delicious.”
"The fragrance of flowers is pleasant."
…
Yu Dong smiled and nodded, "Okay, they are all good, but these are all words. Can you think of something longer? For example, use the words you just said to write some sentences. From a distance, I think
I saw a bright jasmine flower, and before I even got close to it, the fragrance had already blown into my nose with the wind."
In fact, these students in front of me have already learned to write essays, but rural education does not pay much attention to this aspect, so the children's language organization ability is weaker than that of students in the city.
Yu Dong will definitely come to this school in the future, but he won't be able to teach students much. He can only use this method to open up students' minds.
"Students, when we express, the first thing we need to know is what we want to express. For example, what do we want to express now?"
"Want to praise Jasmine?" Some students asked uncertainly.
"Yes, what we want to express is to praise jasmine flowers. Know what you want to express, and then think about how to express it. Regarding how to praise a flower, you may have learned some related words or articles, which is good, but this
It’s not fundamental.”
"Teacher, what is fundamental?" a student asked.
Yu Dong smiled and said, "It's basically what we have in mind. Maybe some students will say that when it comes to jasmine, I can't think of anything. I haven't even seen jasmine and don't know what jasmine looks like."
Many students nodded. They really didn't even know what jasmine looked like.
"But we humans have initiative. We have legs, we can walk, we have eyes, we can see, we have noses, we can smell... Only by observing more and feeling more can we know what we want to express.
." Yu Dong turned around and wiped the blackboard clean, and then said, "We don't look at the lyrics now, just listen to the melody. What will come to mind? It doesn't matter, you can say whatever comes to mind, whether it is related to jasmine or not."
One student raised his hand.
"This classmate, please speak."
"When I think of this song, I think of Teacher Cheng. Teacher Cheng is very beautiful, has a nice voice, and is very gentle. She taught me how to sing, and I learned it as soon as I learned it. I have never seen Jasmine, but I think,
Jasmine should look like Teacher Cheng, gentle, kind, kind and beautiful."
Several other students also raised their hands.
"Okay, let's come one by one, this classmate."
"I will also think of Teacher Cheng, but when I see Teacher Cheng, I will think of my sister. My sister is as beautiful as Teacher Cheng. She is in college and will teach me my homework sometimes. My sister likes to wear white clothes.
, so I think jasmine must be white, symbolizing purity."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "My father taught me this song when I was a child..."
Strictly speaking, Yu Dong's class is not a Chinese class, but an enlightenment class on writing. Of course, if students understand the importance of expression, they will naturally understand the necessity of Chinese learning. This is a process.
The class passed quickly. Yu Dong smiled and waved to the students, then announced that the get out of class was over.
As soon as he walked out of the classroom, Jiang Taiguang greeted him, "Hello, Teacher Yu."
Yu Dong looked at the other party curiously, "Hello, who are you?"
"I am Jiang Tianle's father."
It turned out to be a parent, not a teacher. Yu Dong smiled and said, "Oh, that classmate who volunteered to answer the question just now, do you have anything to do with me?"
"Teacher Yu, I just heard you say that you won't teach here anymore?"
Yu Dong smiled and explained, "Actually, I am a teacher at Jinling Art College, but Shenkong Elementary School was just opened this year, so I was invited to come over and give a class to the students. I should come again in the future, but maybe not many times.
."
Hearing this, Jiang Taiguang said regretfully, "It's a pity. Teacher Yu, your classes are so good. It would be great if I could always teach here."
"It's overrated. In fact, I can only teach them occasionally. At this age, they still have to face boring basic knowledge learning. I think other teachers are more experienced than me in this area."
"Teacher Yu, you are too modest."
Yu Dong smiled and shook his head, "If there's nothing else, I'll excuse you first."
"Okay, okay, Teacher Yu, you are busy."
After standing there for a while, Jiang Taiguang was ready to go back, but when he walked to the stairs, he met an acquaintance.
"Wei Liangyou."
"Jiang Taiguang."
"You were transferred here? Didn't you teach in Hetao before?"
Wei Liangyou smiled and said, "The building over there in the Loop is too dilapidated and is going to be renovated. Some students also transferred here, so I followed them. Your Jiang Tianle also transferred here?"
"Yes, it's here."
"Very good. What are you doing here today?"
"I'm just here to wander around." Jiang Taiguang smiled: "I just listened to a fifth-grade Chinese class, which was very good. It's a pity that he only taught one class here."
Wei Liangyou said in surprise, "Did you go and listen?"
"Yes, I went to listen."
"You are so lucky. I want to go but there is nothing I can do. The school has issued a notice and we will not be allowed to attend classes."
"Why?"
"Because we are afraid that if we all go there, it will affect the progress of the class." Wei Liangyou shook his head enviously, "Most people can't listen to this class."
Jiang Taiguang raised his eyebrows, "What's the background of that teacher Yu? What you said is so mysterious."
Wei Liangyou said with a smile, "Do you know the name of this school?"
"Deep Space Hope Elementary School."
"Then let me tell you, Teacher Yu is a writer. He has written a book before, called Deep Space."
"Ah?" Jiang Taiguang was stunned for a moment.
"So, Teacher Yu is not an ordinary teacher. He is a well-known writer, and he is also a top student who graduated from the Chinese Department of Yan Normal University. Your Jiang Tianle is very lucky. We have no chance to listen to one of his classes."
"Then, where is the music teacher?"
"Tell me Teacher Cheng, she and Teacher Yu are husband and wife, and they are music teachers at Jinling Academy of Arts."
Jiang Taiguang said blankly, "No wonder the teachers are so good."
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Jimmy originally wanted to invite some reporters to help with publicity when Yu Dong and the others were teaching students, but in the end Yu Dong rejected it.
It would be easy to just interview him, but if a bunch of reporters came to the school, it would be impossible to have a peaceful class.
They go to teach students not just for gimmicks, but because they really want to support basic education in this way.
Chapter completed!