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Chapter 329 Difficult Teaching
Chapter 329 Difficult Teaching
There is a need for medical school, as well as popularization of education. The sky must be climbed step by step, and food must be eaten bite by bite.
Phyllisa realizes that what she wants to do may be more difficult than she thought.
In fact, she has been living in the ivory tower for so many years. Although she seems to be the lowest nobleman, even the nobleman who is also a baron can look down on her, but she is a nobleman after all. ,technical knowledge,
She can read, and she takes it for granted that civilians are also like this. After all, neither in her previous life nor in this life, she has never seen a person who cannot read, or that a person who cannot read has not been exposed in front of her. fact.
She misses the compulsory education in her previous life so much. At least she is not illiterate, and it is much more convenient to do things.
The pharmacist saw her frown and reminded her: "It's fine to teach suturing, but to learn other things, you must know how to read."
"How did you know how to read?" Felisa asked suspiciously. Before she went to Wangcheng, her mother was responsible for all her studies, including cultural knowledge and magic, which were hired by her or her mother. The teacher teaches.
The pharmacist replied: "Of course it was taught by my father, and my pharmacy was also taught by my father."
So apart from an academy teaching magic in Wangcheng, isn't there even an academy in other places?
She had never been aware of the fact that there was no academy.
Is it reliable to set up an enlightenment school in Cliff City?
The answer is unreliable, because no one thinks that reading is useful, and they don't think they can read books in their lifetime.
Oh, by the way, there are no bookstores in this world except Wangcheng, and there is basically only one source of all books, which is family heirlooms.
This is the result of the investigation that Felisa spent a few days, because there are enough people in the wounded concentration camp, she can take the time to understand some things that she has never cared about or paid attention to before.
The fact is that commoners fail to understand the importance of knowledge.
To encourage civilians to learn, we can only open up a variety of technical learning paths and provide a foreseeable future.
A few days later, as Olivia said, the person who came from the military camp and learned to stitch arrived, and the rabbit that Olivia had caught was also there. .
It's okay, at least there are no shortage of rabbits, and there are materials to practice sewing.
Olivia selected eight people, two of whom were clearly the leaders, one named Jason and the other named Mark.
They are all names that seven or eight people will turn around if you shout them on the street.
Jason lost a leg, Mark had half of his ear cut off, and the others were more or less injured, and they couldn't continue to fight on the battlefield. However, there is not much pension for this kind of injury. It doesn't look serious on the outside, and they still have the ability to work, but to be honest, even if they have the ability to work, they can't do much work, after all, they can only do physical work.
These eight people worked together during the day, telling them to do whatever they wanted. At night, the pharmacist disemboweled the rabbit and sewed it up in front of them, and explained the key points of the operation while doing the operation.
The eight people stared at each other in a daze, and Felisa closed her eyes as she couldn't bear to look directly at the side.
The operation was too fast, not to mention the eight people, even she didn't see how the pharmacist did it.
"Sir," Felisa raised her hand weakly, "Can you explain a little slower?"
The pharmacist obviously has no experience as a teacher, and he didn't learn to stitch it, but created it by himself, so he didn't know how to explain it so that the bewildered people below could understand it.
"What didn't you understand?" the pharmacist asked.
Felisa replied: "I didn't understand anywhere."
The eight people who came to study nodded in agreement, and they saw the pharmacist threading needles, fingers flying, and sewed up the rabbit's wound like sewing clothes. To be honest, they didn't know whether the rabbit was still alive.
But the rabbit twitched twice, proving that it was indeed alive.
The teaching came to a standstill, and ten people stared at each other, not knowing how to proceed to the next step.
In her previous life, how did the teacher teach?
Felisa stepped forward and hugged the poor rabbit off the stage: "Since it's the first day, let's start from the basics."
Foundation, what is foundation?
The eight uneducated people looked at Felisa blankly, and the knowledgeable pharmacist also looked at Felisa blankly.
Although Felisa had never studied pedagogy in her previous life, psychology and pedagogy also have something in common, that is, how to guide the psychology of students or consultants.
It can be regarded as her dereliction of duty. She did not consider in advance that the pharmacist has no teaching experience. She should think about how to carry out the teaching task for him in advance and communicate with him well.
The first lesson to get in touch with new things is of course to let them know the tools to be used.
What is the thread, what is the needle, how to prepare before suturing, and how to clean after suturing.
After Felisa straightened out her thinking, the lectures became much more convenient. It was no longer a direct method of teaching, but to let students know the principles, which is the so-called "know what but know why".
With the help of Felisa, the class went smoothly, but the problem came again. There were too many knowledge points, and the eight people couldn't remember them, so they had to stop the class.
Why can't these eight people remember, because they can't write.
There is an old saying in Felisa's previous life: A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, but if you can't write, how can you have a bad pen.
When Olivia came to check the situation and got such a report, she was surprised: "I thought it was not a difficult technique."
The pharmacist said helplessly: "Originally it was a very simple matter, all you need to do is know how to do it, but Miss Felica has caused too many problems."
For example, when he said he would do this, Felisa immediately asked why he did it and what would happen if he didn't.
There are some problems that the pharmacist himself has not thought about, and more importantly, in front of so many people, the pharmacist is also embarrassed to admit that he has not thought about it.
Felisa didn't expect the topic to come to her, and asked dully: "So it's my fault?"
"It's not your fault," the pharmacist said tactfully, "it's just that you may have undue expectations of these people."
So, is she using her own experience to infer other people?
Felisa looked at Olivia for help.
She really didn't know what to do at this time. She hoped that the pharmacist could explain the knowledge points thoroughly, but the students could not understand the explanation.
Her good intentions didn't seem to be going anywhere.
Olivia thought for a while, but smiled. She comforted Felisa and said, "Maybe it's not a bad thing. Just wait and see."
Then he said to the pharmacist: "Sir, don't think too much. Since Felisa wants to ask, let her ask a little more. After that, you can sort it out and record everything you have taught."
(End of this chapter)
There is a need for medical school, as well as popularization of education. The sky must be climbed step by step, and food must be eaten bite by bite.
Phyllisa realizes that what she wants to do may be more difficult than she thought.
In fact, she has been living in the ivory tower for so many years. Although she seems to be the lowest nobleman, even the nobleman who is also a baron can look down on her, but she is a nobleman after all. ,technical knowledge,
She can read, and she takes it for granted that civilians are also like this. After all, neither in her previous life nor in this life, she has never seen a person who cannot read, or that a person who cannot read has not been exposed in front of her. fact.
She misses the compulsory education in her previous life so much. At least she is not illiterate, and it is much more convenient to do things.
The pharmacist saw her frown and reminded her: "It's fine to teach suturing, but to learn other things, you must know how to read."
"How did you know how to read?" Felisa asked suspiciously. Before she went to Wangcheng, her mother was responsible for all her studies, including cultural knowledge and magic, which were hired by her or her mother. The teacher teaches.
The pharmacist replied: "Of course it was taught by my father, and my pharmacy was also taught by my father."
So apart from an academy teaching magic in Wangcheng, isn't there even an academy in other places?
She had never been aware of the fact that there was no academy.
Is it reliable to set up an enlightenment school in Cliff City?
The answer is unreliable, because no one thinks that reading is useful, and they don't think they can read books in their lifetime.
Oh, by the way, there are no bookstores in this world except Wangcheng, and there is basically only one source of all books, which is family heirlooms.
This is the result of the investigation that Felisa spent a few days, because there are enough people in the wounded concentration camp, she can take the time to understand some things that she has never cared about or paid attention to before.
The fact is that commoners fail to understand the importance of knowledge.
To encourage civilians to learn, we can only open up a variety of technical learning paths and provide a foreseeable future.
A few days later, as Olivia said, the person who came from the military camp and learned to stitch arrived, and the rabbit that Olivia had caught was also there. .
It's okay, at least there are no shortage of rabbits, and there are materials to practice sewing.
Olivia selected eight people, two of whom were clearly the leaders, one named Jason and the other named Mark.
They are all names that seven or eight people will turn around if you shout them on the street.
Jason lost a leg, Mark had half of his ear cut off, and the others were more or less injured, and they couldn't continue to fight on the battlefield. However, there is not much pension for this kind of injury. It doesn't look serious on the outside, and they still have the ability to work, but to be honest, even if they have the ability to work, they can't do much work, after all, they can only do physical work.
These eight people worked together during the day, telling them to do whatever they wanted. At night, the pharmacist disemboweled the rabbit and sewed it up in front of them, and explained the key points of the operation while doing the operation.
The eight people stared at each other in a daze, and Felisa closed her eyes as she couldn't bear to look directly at the side.
The operation was too fast, not to mention the eight people, even she didn't see how the pharmacist did it.
"Sir," Felisa raised her hand weakly, "Can you explain a little slower?"
The pharmacist obviously has no experience as a teacher, and he didn't learn to stitch it, but created it by himself, so he didn't know how to explain it so that the bewildered people below could understand it.
"What didn't you understand?" the pharmacist asked.
Felisa replied: "I didn't understand anywhere."
The eight people who came to study nodded in agreement, and they saw the pharmacist threading needles, fingers flying, and sewed up the rabbit's wound like sewing clothes. To be honest, they didn't know whether the rabbit was still alive.
But the rabbit twitched twice, proving that it was indeed alive.
The teaching came to a standstill, and ten people stared at each other, not knowing how to proceed to the next step.
In her previous life, how did the teacher teach?
Felisa stepped forward and hugged the poor rabbit off the stage: "Since it's the first day, let's start from the basics."
Foundation, what is foundation?
The eight uneducated people looked at Felisa blankly, and the knowledgeable pharmacist also looked at Felisa blankly.
Although Felisa had never studied pedagogy in her previous life, psychology and pedagogy also have something in common, that is, how to guide the psychology of students or consultants.
It can be regarded as her dereliction of duty. She did not consider in advance that the pharmacist has no teaching experience. She should think about how to carry out the teaching task for him in advance and communicate with him well.
The first lesson to get in touch with new things is of course to let them know the tools to be used.
What is the thread, what is the needle, how to prepare before suturing, and how to clean after suturing.
After Felisa straightened out her thinking, the lectures became much more convenient. It was no longer a direct method of teaching, but to let students know the principles, which is the so-called "know what but know why".
With the help of Felisa, the class went smoothly, but the problem came again. There were too many knowledge points, and the eight people couldn't remember them, so they had to stop the class.
Why can't these eight people remember, because they can't write.
There is an old saying in Felisa's previous life: A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, but if you can't write, how can you have a bad pen.
When Olivia came to check the situation and got such a report, she was surprised: "I thought it was not a difficult technique."
The pharmacist said helplessly: "Originally it was a very simple matter, all you need to do is know how to do it, but Miss Felica has caused too many problems."
For example, when he said he would do this, Felisa immediately asked why he did it and what would happen if he didn't.
There are some problems that the pharmacist himself has not thought about, and more importantly, in front of so many people, the pharmacist is also embarrassed to admit that he has not thought about it.
Felisa didn't expect the topic to come to her, and asked dully: "So it's my fault?"
"It's not your fault," the pharmacist said tactfully, "it's just that you may have undue expectations of these people."
So, is she using her own experience to infer other people?
Felisa looked at Olivia for help.
She really didn't know what to do at this time. She hoped that the pharmacist could explain the knowledge points thoroughly, but the students could not understand the explanation.
Her good intentions didn't seem to be going anywhere.
Olivia thought for a while, but smiled. She comforted Felisa and said, "Maybe it's not a bad thing. Just wait and see."
Then he said to the pharmacist: "Sir, don't think too much. Since Felisa wants to ask, let her ask a little more. After that, you can sort it out and record everything you have taught."
(End of this chapter)
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