a memo

Chapter 92

Hello, everyone, I am the sister Guozi who fled halfway in the Zuzu book.

(Author: Don't say that, everyone has the right to choose how their life should go.)
When I received Zuzu’s invitation to write a side story, although I agreed straightforwardly, I felt guilty and apprehensive in my heart.

As a teacher who is not responsible to them to the end, I am a little afraid of the scene when we meet again, even if we say "goodbye" in this way of writing.

But dear children, I still want to muster up the courage to chat with you again.The class that Zuzu is in is a liberal arts class, which has a completely different atmosphere from the science class where I am the class teacher.

Maybe it’s because we were all “idealistic” liberal arts students. In Zuzu’s class, I often jumped out of the lesson preparation content while talking.

Although the school does not allow mobile phones, and the arts and sciences are not in the same dormitory building, some news can always spread among the students at the fastest speed.

"Teacher, why are you teaching in class eight but not in our class?"

"Teacher, are you our pro-class teacher?" Waiting for jokes to complain endlessly, the conscience of heaven and earth, in fact, this is really not partiality, but a magnetic field resonance.

If the high school stage is the hardest, then becoming a high school teacher means repeating such hard days over and over again.

I couldn't bear such a hard life, so I ran away. I would like to pay my most sincere respect to all the high school teachers who stick to the front line.The teachers feel that it is hard work, and the children suffer even more.

Zuzu's real name sounds nice, and because of the Chinese teacher's sensitivity to words, I remembered the name immediately, but I had an impression of Zuzu because of a monthly exam incident. "The little girl is a little tricky, a little hypocritical." This was my first reaction after hearing about Zuzu's "going home" incident.

"In high school, how can I do without the ability to resist pressure?" After becoming an adult, we always like to use the experience of this place to evaluate the emotions of that time and place, forgetting that we also grew up from such a hypocritical and stubborn age. come out.

My high school was in a small county town. Although the high school I attended was in the outskirts of the city, it was still on the sidelines of the word "city" in the word "city", and the key middle schools in small county towns have never had anything new. "Small-town questioners" study hard day after day. In my high school memory, except for the test papers and materials flying all over the sky the day before the holiday, I can hardly recall any vivid pictures. If it weren't for Zuzu The text awakened my dusty memory, I thought it was my whole youth, hidden behind a thick pile of books, a step-by-step "good girl" read the secretary.

The memory is activated, but cannot be fully awakened.I only remember that it was an English class in the second year of high school. The English teacher suddenly asked me to get up and recite the book. I was very embarrassed when I didn’t recite it. Sprinkle it on the English teacher, and said angrily: "Why do you call me to endorse!"

When I typed out this text, I really couldn't understand my reaction at that time, and even felt incredible, because in my self-cognition, I am not a willful person, "Isn't it because I didn't recite the book! Why did you lose your temper that day?"

It's a pity that I don't remember the cause and effect at all. The moment I was so shy, I silently merged into the river of life, and the waves stopped.

You see, even I don't understand me anymore.

Therefore, I always firmly believe that the records of Zuzu are very precious and meaningful, not only for Zuzu, but also for thousands of Zuzu.

When this book was serialized, I once told Zuzu that I must keep writing, because people are forgetful and fickle. If they don’t record it, those things that are particularly painful at the moment will be slowly healed by time. Those particularly happy moods at the moment will be gradually forgotten by time, and all "special" will be ruthlessly rewritten into "ordinary" by time.And "record" is the best weapon against these big hands.

(Author: Great, I really finished writing.)
Zuzu told me that she chose "Journalism" major in university, and I was both happy and worried.Because this is another road that I have not insisted on walking, but fortunately, Zuzu is different from me. She loves, is more determined, and works harder than me.

Then, I wish our Zuzu all the best in the future and become a great recorder. "Iron shoulders shoulder morality, tough hands write articles", sister Guozi's unfulfilled dream, you will definitely achieve it.

Finally, I am very grateful to Zuzu, because youth is really a limited vocabulary. Fortunately, your book has helped us remember youth.

Sister Guozi in Wuhu late at night on September 2021, 9
(Author: No more, I can't control my tears again.)
(Author: After the movie "The Defender" that sister Guozi showed me earlier, what was written on the blackboard was "There is no beginning, there is an end", which means: "Everything has a beginning, but it is rare To the end. It is often used to warn people to start well and finish well when doing things for others.”

From this point of view, writing "A Memorandum" should be considered a beginning and an end. )
(End of this chapter)