tenth year of teaching

Chapter 173
Siyuan's mother remained silent.

After a long time, she sighed and said to Chu Xia: "Teacher, let him go, we can't control him anymore." Chu Xia felt a little uncomfortable looking at her, and took out the admissions brochure that she had borrowed before and spread it out.

"Actually, many junior colleges are good. Different from undergraduates, you must choose the right major. In the past, many people thought of culture, education and health, such as rural doctors, nursing, preschool education, etc. In fact, if you look at these, they are also good. This graduate Later, he was directly assigned to work in the subway department, and the salary and benefits were not bad. It is also good for boys to learn a skill. Nowadays, senior blue-collar workers earn much more than white-collar workers..."

Siyuan and her mother carefully flipped through the newspapers in their hands and listened carefully to Chu Xia's analysis.Many parents only know from childhood that their children should work hard and study hard and make progress every day.Why study?What to study?What will you do in the future after learning this?Or what is the use of learning?These are rarely discussed with children, usually: "Hurry up and study."

So in the kindergarten, I wanted to wash my socks, but my grandparents took them away and asked me to go and have fun.In elementary school, I wanted to stand on a stool and cook a meal for my family, but my parents yelled at me to read English.When I was in junior high school, I wanted to go outside and see how big the world was, but my teacher pressured me to take the exam for a key high school.By the time I reached high school, I had no interest in doing anything I wanted to do, so I could only get close to computers, mobile phones, and novels every day.

I put myself in Chu Xia's shoes and realized that different families have different expectations for their children.For example, Siyuan's family background is average. One of his parents works as a farmer and the other works as a worker. Their income is simple.The biggest hope is that my son will not leave BJ after graduating from high school and have a stable job without any hassles.

Although Ma Siyuan is a bit naughty, he listens to his parents and basically doesn't have much ambition.Otherwise, why would I be in Class A but not even reach the undergraduate level?Since entering the third year of high school, I couldn't keep up with my progress. I started sleeping in class and playing tricks after class, and my grades plummeted.

In early summer, parents came to him because they had no choice but to stimulate him. However, the student actually strengthened his determination to go to a junior college.

"Teacher, thank you. This time my goal is clear. I have loved tinkering with the electric saw at home since I was a child, and hands-on work is my strong point. In fact, the reason why I usually play around is because I feel guilty. I really can't continue to learn, and I can't learn. I am not interested and don’t want to learn. But my parents keep nagging me about the teacher every day, which makes me really annoyed. This time I just learn Chinese, Mathematics and English well. The pressure is much less at once, and I no longer have to be unable to sleep at night." Ma Siyuan laughed.

Siyuan's mother took Chu Xia's hand and thanked her repeatedly: "Teacher Chu, no matter what Siyuan says, as long as we have food to eat in the future, it will be fine. Thank you for taking half a day today to talk to us in such detail. I hope you will do more in the future. Keep an eye on Dian Siyuan. He finds us annoying and listens to you the most."

I feel ashamed in early summer, but when you start from the perspective of students, communication will be much easier.After sending Siyuan's mother away, she returned to the office to prepare her homework.

"Li Yao in my class, his parents are both doctors from the district hospital, and he doesn't study anything. He has been ranked for more than 300 years, and he doesn't study art. Now that he is talking about a junior college, his parents disagree with him, which makes him very angry." Liao Ping fumed. He coaxed the door open and came in.

"Is this the one who always sleeps during exams?" Li Mingyu asked.

"Yeah, he's as stupid as a pig. He doesn't know what's going on in his head every day. He has to be lifted up and stand up in class, otherwise he's not allowed to fall asleep. The daily quizzes are super stable, and there's nothing wrong with him. More than 30 minutes, I want to open his head to see what's inside?" Liao Ping gritted her teeth.

Just as he was talking, someone outside shouted a report.It was Li Yao who walked in. He rubbed his messy hair and went straight to Liao Ping.

"what?"

"Don't you want me to correct my mistake?"

"When will it be handed in? Didn't I tell you that you had to finish it and send it to the office last night?"

"Teacher, I didn't finish correcting last night. There were too many. You have to copy each one ten times." Li Yao still looked like he couldn't wake up.

Liao Ping was furious when she saw him. She forced herself to open the book and check them one by one.

"What you wrote is still wrong. You lost the condition. It should be heating of the catalyst. And this sodium bisulfate, sulfur is positive hexavalent, how can it be sodium 2? The chemical formula is wrong. And..."

Liao Ping's mouth went dry as she said, "Do you understand? Go back and change it again."

"Do you still want to change it?" Li Yao looked impatient.

"What do you think? I asked you to correct your mistakes to remember what was right. There are still so many mistakes now. What's the point of correcting them?"

"Too many, teacher."

"No, ten responses are too many for you? Then why are you here at school?" Liao Ping was furious.

"My mother said that if you are under [-], you cannot go out to work until I graduate from high school."

"Since you have to stay in school, then study hard. Even if you learn one equation or ten words a day, isn't it enough?" Liao Ping said patiently.

"I don't want to learn, I'm bored."

"If you don't want to learn, why do you put in so much effort? You won't go into art if you're asked to, and you won't be able to go into a major if you're asked to." Liao Ping couldn't help raising her voice.

"My mother said three books are also available."

"Oh my god, you returned three books, and you're already a Category [-] brick." Liao Ping covered her face.

"Teacher, are there several categories for majors?" Li Yao was surprised.

The whole room was covered in cold sweat.

Liao Ping was so energetic that she made three appointments with Li Yao's parents, but they didn't agree on an art or a major.In the end, we agreed to make up classes, and all evening self-study classes were released to make up classes, plus the whole day on Saturday.I couldn't take any subjects from Mathematics to Physics, and Chinese was only a subject in Chinese. My parents didn't give me any support, and I couldn't learn English, so I just gave up.

Master Liao Ping was somewhat psychologically comforted and managed to feel calmer.However, the Chinese and English teacher began to complain every day, saying that Li Yao was too behind the class.One emphasizes that the Chinese language world is big now, and those who have mastered Chinese must take the college entrance examination. The other emphasizes that the accent is 150 points and should not be abandoned no matter what.

Liao Ping was unable to stop him and continued to fight Li Yao and his parents.

"Tell me, what do we do all day long? Nanny? Childcare worker? Nursery school aunt? Little mother? We work with them every day, whether we are doing art or junior college, or we have to hold our ears and cannot sleep in class. All day long What lessons should I prepare? What else can I think about teaching? I am almost as stupid as them." Liao Ping complained every day.

Chu Xia: "Forget it, little mom. Everything else is pretty much the same. Parents have no choice but to send them to school. At least it's safer than being outside. We can't compare to the teachers in No. [-] Middle School, so we can teach them slowly and torture each other. If you worry, they should be happy. You Don't be in a hurry, grind them every day until they can't do anything without learning, and you will be happy when you see them in a hurry."

"Damn, my temperament is really not suitable."

"Didn't I just change it?"

The two smiled at each other.

(End of this chapter)