tenth year of teaching

Chapter 213 Inertia

Chu Xia has now learned to manage harshly and criticize teaching in a loud and yelling manner in class.

In five years, students have been sent away twice, from ordinary class to Class B to Class A and back to ordinary class.After the first-level evaluation, the advanced level is still far away. The class teacher has reached the fifth year in a row. Every day there are endless student problems and work pressure.It seems that she has reached the ceiling of her career and will feel a little tired and weak.

I don’t remember where I saw an article that said, “Occupational fatigue should not be measured by whether you are tired at night, but by whether you are tired in the morning. When you get up in the morning and feel particularly reluctant to go to work, it is time to prepare to change jobs.”

As soon as she opens her eyes every day, she rushes to brush her teeth, wash up, and rush to class. The air is fresh at around six o'clock in the morning, and the morning star in the southeast corner is always so bright.Being a class teacher means spending more time with me, coming with the stars every day and returning with the night dew.Days like this really made her feel a little tired.

Especially the physical problems caused by working too hard in the past five years could not be repaired for a while. She would catch a cold as soon as winter came, which would not heal for a month or two, leaving her physically and mentally exhausted.

As a result, both class management and subject teaching began to lack patience, and they became more and more rude to students.

Recently, when it comes to organic chemistry, students have tested basic equations many times, but some students still don’t know how to do it.Collect the test book and get angry while approving Chu Xia.

"I've said it eight hundred times, and you still haven't corrected your mistake?" Chu Xia was so angry that she threw the notebook to the ground. After thinking about it for a while, she couldn't understand her hatred. She picked up the entire class's notebooks and rushed to the class during the break. On the ground, he started shouting loudly: "Look at what virtues you have written? I have taken the test five or six times, and no one in the class got a hundred points? What do you do with a brain? You are making trouble every day, and no one is allowed to go out during class." , they all corrected their mistakes in the class. They were not allowed to leave at noon if they could not complete the corrections. They were all waiting in the class. I checked them one by one. Those who failed will take the second test and come to me alone. "

After saying that, he slammed the door away and the class became extremely quiet.

Liu Zijian stuck out his tongue: "The class leader is mad again, hurry up and get to work."

Xiaobai picked up the dictation book on the ground and quickly handed it out, urging everyone to correct their mistakes.There were still two classes before the end of school at noon, and there was no way to finish the corrections during the break. Liu Zijian saw that the fifth period was Chinese, and while the teacher was talking excitedly on the stage, he secretly pressed a chemistry dictation book under the Chinese book, and took aim at it secretly. Correct mistakes.

Seeing that he had changed to the last equation, Liu Zijian saw that success was in sight. He was overly proud and immersed himself in writing hard.I am writing happily, who is messing with the notebook?

"Don't move, it's the last one."

Are you still talking?
"What are you doing? Are you sick?" Liu Zijian raised his head, and the old lady's face suddenly grew big, and he was so frightened that he jumped up with an ouch.

The old lady smiled, picked up the book, and flipped through it at will. "What's wrong? Is the class teacher's subject important? Chinese is not important?"

"No, Teacher Zhao, Chinese is important. How important is Chinese?! One hundred and fifty, it must be important!" Liu Zijian said flatteringly.

"Tuzi, I said you were too brave to do anything else in the Chinese class?" The old lady glared.

Zhang Haotian couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter. The two of them quickly turned around and glared at each other.The fat man quickly covered his mouth and waved his hands, indicating that he would not join the fight.

"Go, stand behind me." The old lady was not satisfied, so she tore the article he had written with a squeaking sound, rubbed it and took it away.

Liu Zijian looked like he was hopeless, looking at the miserable notebook lying on the table, and walked to the back of the class dejectedly.

Almost half of the class was left behind at noon, and Chu Xia stood in front of the podium feeling unbearably angry.The mutterings of everyone in the office are still in my ears, "Nowadays, students are getting harder and harder to teach. No matter how many times I teach them, they really can't learn it. I get distracted during class, and after class I know how to make trouble, and I don't know how to chase the teacher with questions." , waiting for someone to supervise me from behind every day.”

One after another, people came up to hand in their notebooks, and she checked them one by one.There was another round of complaints, and everyone basically didn't dare to say anything.By the time there was only one person left, it was already 01:30, and class would start in half an hour.She couldn't help but feel a little irritated. Seeing Jiang Qi still writing unhurriedly at the last table, her head hurt even more, so she frowned and walked over.

The notebook was in a mess. She pulled it away and Jiang Qi looked at her blankly.I corrected them one by one, but I still got more than half of them wrong.

"Didn't I tell you to correct it first and then ask me to approve it and then correct it several times?" Chu Xia's voice couldn't help but increase.

Jiang Qi said nothing.

"stand up."

Jiang Qi stood up, even more impatient.

"Do you still have a temper? You shouldn't have been wrong before, but now you don't know what to do." Chu Xia was so angry that she picked up the book and tore it into pieces.

Jiang Qi glanced at her and frowned.

"Do you still want to learn? What attitude?"

"No more studying."

"What did you say?"

"I said - I don't want to learn anymore." Jiang Qi turned to glare at her.

Chu Xia was so angry that her hands began to tremble, "Come out."

In the corridor, the two began to confront each other, "Call your mother and ask her to come to school immediately. Let me tell you, I must make it clear today. Aren't you not going to study? Let your mother handle the withdrawal procedures for you."

Jiang Qi took the phone and dialed the number. "Mom, come to school, our teacher is looking for you."

Half an hour later, Chu Xia met Jiang Qi's mother.

"Teacher, I'm really sorry. Is my Jiang Qi causing trouble again?" Jiang Qi's mother is a thin middle-aged woman, slightly delicate, but the deep nasolabial folds at the corners of her eyes and mouth show years of hard work.

Chu Xia briefly explained the situation.

Jiang Qi's mother expressed the situation at home with a sad expression. "Teacher, Jiang Qi is like this. I have a major problem with his father. I am from NMGHHHT, and his father is a native of Yuyang. We have been living in Inner Mongolia since we got married. We have a herd of cattle at home and a forest farm. We have been busy. The conditions were not very good either. So after Qiqi was born, I entrusted it to my eldest sister. Later, when the eldest sister gave birth to a child, she was transferred to the second sister's home. Later, when the second sister gave birth to a child, she returned to the eldest sister's home. I raised her until When he was 9 years old, my eldest sister said that it was hard to take care of the child when he got older, and she hoped that we would take him back. She was never around, and Qiqi and I were not very close. Within two years, we discussed that the child would be registered in BJ City after all. It’s better to come back to study. So when I came back here from junior high school, my father and I had to come over alone to accompany Qiqi. At first, it was his father who came, but, hey, problems arose when we were separated in two places for a long time.”

Chu Xia looked at the middle-aged woman in front of her and sighed in her heart. This was another typical example of child problems caused by family breakdown.

(End of this chapter)