War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 400 The class name is the future

Seeing that the class was out of control, Wei Ran had to stand up again, picked up the charcoal from the helmet, and wrote a new Russian word on the board next to "dream" - "future".

This time, without waiting for the younger children to ask questions, Ivan pronounced the word again.And such a move immediately diverted these children from their depressed mood.

"What's your name?" Wei Ran walked up to the little girl who had lost her mother and asked again.

"Aurora," the little girl replied with a crying voice.

"Aurora?"

Wei Ran was stunned when he heard the familiar name, and when he came back to his senses, he said affirmatively, "Aurora, I promise you will definitely see your mother after the war, she may They have been rescued by other guerrillas. You see, Uncle Slava and the others are so powerful, other guerrillas must be equally powerful, maybe your mother is waiting for you now."

"Ok!"

The little girl named Aurora said as if comforting herself, "My mother must be waiting for me too!"

"Then how about we continue the class?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"Okay!" Aurora spoke straight again, and the expectation revealed in a pair of beautiful big eyes made Wei Ran start to avoid subconsciously.

After calming down a bit, Wei Ran stood up and walked to the side of the board, "Children, since our dreams may repeat with others, how about we change the way?"

"In what way?" Ivan and his face-saving questioned.

Wei Ran didn't answer, but asked directly, "Now let me see, who has already thought about their dreams, how about raising a hand for those who think?"

Before the words were finished, the more than forty little guys raised their hands in unison.

"Don't move, let me take a closer look first."

As Wei Ran said, he walked around these children very carefully, until he was sure that every little guy had raised his hand, then he stood on the ammunition box again and said, "It seems that everyone has a dream , but I guess some of us have the same dreams as others. So let's have a contest!

We compare who realizes our dreams first, and compare with those who have the same dream, who does better. "

Wei Ran paused at this point, looked around and continued, "After three years, in the summer after three years, when we come back here again, everyone will talk about the hard work they have done for their dreams, and then we will come back to this place." Tell me about someone whose dreams have changed."

"But Victor, I still haven't grown up after three years." A little boy who looked like he was seven or eight years old couldn't help but reminded.

"So you have three years more than everyone else to prepare for your dream, don't you?"

"It seems so," the little guy who was successfully stunned by Wei Ran replied in a ignorant manner.

"In this case, let's go to the second class." Wei Ran pointed to the wooden board nailed to the trunk, "The name of this class is Future."

"Victor, can you wait for a while?" Ivan, who spoke enthusiastically, jumped out again, "You haven't said your dream yet, what is your dream?"

"Yup!"

These little guys shouted the names of the guerrillas one by one, and appended the word dream after their names.

Looking at the guerrillas holding weapons, Wei Ran said with a smile, "My dream is that all of you can realize your dreams."

"Where's Uncle Slava?" Ivan turned his head and asked.

"Good boy, I have the same dream as Victor."

Uncle Slava said kindly, "It's not just me, all of us have the same dream, and we all hope that you little guys can realize your dreams."

"Is it true that when you grow up, the dreams of adults will become the same?"

A little girl who seemed to be in her early ten years old asked suspiciously, "What about your dreams when you were young? When you were young, we must have not been born yet. What was your dream at that time?"

"Our dreams have come true"

Teacher Jaina, who didn't know when she came back, took the topic and said, "Our dream now is to hope that you can all realize your dreams."

"Adults are really lazy." After the one-armed shepherd boy finished speaking, all the adults roared with laughter again, but in the good-hearted laughter, there were unconsciously more things that children don't understand.

"Then Comrade Ivan, can I continue the class now?" Wei Ran pretended to be serious and asked the child Wang Yiwan.

"I'll sit down right away!" Before Ivan could finish his sentence, he had already sat down on the ground that had already been stepped on by them.

"In that case, let's continue."

Wei Ran became more and more calm at this time, tapped the word "future" on the wooden board lightly, and after attracting everyone's attention, he said, "The children who have just expressed their dreams, let the opportunity be given to those Shy kids, let them tell what the future world will look like."

"Is it also after the end of the war?" A little boy who looked seven or eight years old asked.

???It could have been a little bit longer???

Wei Ran calculated the time for a while, and said with a smile, "50 years! Let's imagine what it will look like 50 years from now?"

"Back then I must have had my own watch"

The little boy said braggingly, "My dad has a watch, which he seized from the Germans. By then, I must have already seized my watch from the Germans!"

Before the little guy finished speaking, the guerrillas looked at a man holding a DP light machine gun in his arms, and the man in his 30s also rolled up his patched sleeves to show off. Wearing a watch with a leather strap, "My precious son is right, I seized this from the Germans!"

"Maybe I'll have my own truck by then!"

A young man who looked to be about the same age as Ivan said, "At that time, I will drive my truck and take all of you to Minsk to play, and I will also go to Moscow to visit Mr. Stalin!"

"I just hope that fifty years from now I won't be hungry every day,"

The one who said this was the strongest-looking one among these children. This young man was also the main force besides Wei Ran when digging the shack in the afternoon.

"Children, the future is not the same as the dream."

Teacher Jaina walked to Wei Ran's side and reminded with a smile, "Dreams are our own wishes, and the future is a new world created after all of us realize our wishes, so we might as well imagine what the world will look like 50 years from now of."

"Mr. Jaina, what do you think the world will look like 50 years from now?" Ivan, who had no right to speak, once again threw the question back to the teacher.

Teacher Jaina thought for a moment, and then said sonorously, "I guess, 50 years later, we must have truly realized communism under the leadership of the Bolsheviks, we must have reclaimed a lot of arable land, and no one will go hungry.

Every family has a big house and a car of their own.At that time, we must have completely wiped out Fazsi. At that time, there would be no more wars in the world, and children would not have to hide in the forest for class.

Children at that time would sit in classrooms with electric lights and receive free education.The world at that time must have colorful colors, and everyone must be happy and happy.Regardless of the Soviets, Jews, or Germans, everyone can live in peace as friends. "

"Befriend the Germans?" A little guy had a look of fear on his face. "How can we be friends with the Germans? They're going to kill us!"

"It is said that it will be 50 years later!" Ivan reminded impatiently, but then he muttered to himself, "Can we really become friends with the Germans?"

"surely will"

Uncle Slava stood up and said, "We will definitely be friends. The Germans are just sick now. They have a terrible disease in their brains, so they are crazy."

"I know!"

A little girl quickly replied, "It's like the dog my family raised last year! One day it didn't know why and bit the neighbor's dog, and then the dog also went crazy. My dad said it was mad dog disease." , can only be killed."

"right"

Slava continued to follow the topic with a smile, "The Germans are suffering from mad dog disease now. As long as we eliminate these sick Germans, we will still become friends with those Germans who are not sick."

"Like the new dog we got later?" The little girl made up again seamlessly and innocently.

"That's right!" Slava gave a serious answer in the affirmative.

(End of this chapter)