tenth year of teaching

Chapter 238
Summer vacation is a time for most people to rest and adjust themselves, but not for early summer.

Getting on the bus at 05:30 in the morning, Chu Xia crowded at the door, hugging a pillar and lamenting, why should I go to graduate school?It's your own fault.

For buses that get up early, you either have to get to the terminal half an hour early and get a seat, or you have to stand around for an hour just like now.In early summer, I chose to stand in a crowded way, because Xiao Shitou had to wake up seven or eight times a night, and he really didn't get enough sleep.

With two heavy bags under his eyes, he squeezed all the way to the subway station and continued to the Normal University.Every day starts over and over again, spending more than two hours in the morning rushing to class.In the afternoon, when the teacher is not paying attention, he sneaks away and then drives two hours home to feed the child.

Zhang Jing laughed and went to class with her stomach in the first semester, and in the second semester with her breasts on her back.Chu Xia didn't even have the energy to joke around, anyone who said anything would just laugh foolishly and put it down.

It was a public class before, and they were all big classes, so it was more convenient to skip a class in the middle.However, this semester is all professional courses, and the small class size is no more than 30 to [-] people.It’s really not easy to skip classes all the time in early summer. In fact, the school allows students to delay graduation under special circumstances.

It was just that she just didn't want to do it in early summer. In the winter after giving birth to her child, she couldn't leave the house, which made her feel the despair of loneliness.Every day it was either children or kids, housework or housework. No matter how tired she was, she was willing to do anything as long as she was not alone at home.

The classes in July and the make-up classes for senior high school students in August were seamlessly connected, and every day was spent in a rush.One of the professors giving lectures was a young man who graduated from the National Normal University with a Ph.D. in psychology. He was elegant, funny, and wise. He had a bachelor's degree in chemistry, a master's degree in education, and a doctorate in psychology. Chu Xia admired him greatly.

It’s not natural to forget the darkness of your mind when you are busy outside. In the early summer, when I heard about the rise, I wrote a paper while taking classes with the help of a professor’s inspiration. I didn’t expect that after I went back and revised it, it was successfully submitted.Slowly picking up the pen and picking up the major, the smell of feces and urine on her fingertips disappeared, and she slowly became cheerful.

It's just that he was too busy and didn't have enough milk. Now Xiao Shitou can't even eat enough.

"You said that Dalin's wife goes to work every day and carries so much milk back that the child can't even eat it. You said that you haven't had enough milk since confinement. Why don't you tell your aunt that we want to come back and try to eat it with stones? " Doctor Zheng discussed.

Chu Xia didn't care: "I'll give it a try, but I don't know what's going on? You said he was able to drink milk at night for four months, but now he doesn't drink anything but my milk powder. It's really hopeless."

"Ah!" Xiao Shitou could already stand upright on the fence and waved his fist in protest.

"Ah what?!" Chu Xia slapped her little butt, "You have so many things to do, why can't you just drink some milk powder?"

"Why are you beating us? It's because you don't have enough milk and you've been doing nothing all day long, yet you dare to beat us!" Dr. Zheng picked up the little stone and said dissatisfied, "How good is our baby?"

"Ah - ah -" Xiao Shitou touched his grandma's face and began to act coquettishly.

Cold sweat in early summer, at such a young age I know how effective it is to flatter someone.

The half year of Dabei is coming soon, and we will be back soon.Chu Xia was at a loss and didn't know how to face it. She was used to living without him, and she was used to raising the children by herself.She didn't know how to deal with this absent father, including what happened before. There was always a thorn in her heart that she couldn't pull out, and a barrier was formed between the two of them.

As he became increasingly busy, Chu Xia was able to calm down and think. Although Da Bei was unforgivable, he was not without faults.He has a short temper, speaks bluntly, doesn't know how to communicate, and always bosses around. Plus, he lives with his parents.Dabei's unsuitability and his own temper were all the reasons for this situation.

Sometimes, marriage is like people. It is impossible not to get sick for the rest of your life. It just depends on whether the disease is worth treating.She asked herself: "Is it still possible? Can I give it another chance?"

Looking at the son who was screaming in front of him, Chu Xia still felt soft. After all, he only had this one biological father.Not for yourself, just for your children.Traditional Chinese thinking still puts family first. Every woman who has given birth to a child must learn to bow her head, otherwise?Are you really so stubborn that you don’t even care about your children?There are so many good men on TV in this world.

As the course came to an end, Chu Xia asked for the phone number and WeChat account of her doctoral supervisor, only to realize that the man in front of her was born in the same year as herself.That's awesome, she thought.

"Thank you, Teacher Niu. I hope to ask you for more advice on the following papers and topics. Your class is simply not that exciting."

Teacher Niu's eyes lit up: "Thank you for the compliment, and I hope we have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."

Chu Xia was stunned: "What's the cooperation?" Her original intention was to pick up her major. If the subsequent topics and papers were guided by professors, she would be more comfortable. However, she didn't know that what the professor wanted was to be able to do more lectures and research at the grassroots level. .

Everyone gets what they need. In early summer, I asked Teacher Niu to be my graduation tutor as I wished. After finishing the course, I started preparing for my graduation thesis.One of the reasons why I don’t want to delay is that I want to add an extra weight in the senior review in early summer.

Regarding professional development, she has always had a clear idea, leading the class, teaching grades, writing papers, doing classes, and working on projects.Everything was going according to plan, including giving birth, and the timing was just right.She likes everything to be executed according to plan. She has a big stage plan and then implements it in small stages.

Dabei is always outside the plan. For example, if he says he will come back in August, he usually postpones it three or five times.We have been quarreling over this matter since we were friends, and until now, Chu Xia no longer cares about it. Is it that the first sign of weakening feelings is that you no longer care about what this man says or does?
The make-up classes for senior high school students started step by step. In early summer, in addition to teaching Class 7, I also added classes for Class 8.It's also strange that two adjacent classes are completely different.In the first monthly exam, Class 8 ranked first in the whole grade, and Class 7 ranked last in the whole grade. The average score difference in chemistry between the two classes was ten points.

I sweated profusely in early summer and taught Class 7 a whole lesson in a breezy classroom.She has been teaching classes for so many years, but she has never led a class that ranks last.

At that time, the classrooms had already been equipped with air conditioners, and the school's operating conditions were getting better and better. At the same time, the quality of students was gradually declining.In early summer, I was sometimes surprised that students nowadays fight less, but their IQs also feel lower.Instead, I began to miss the days when students in the early years would fight and solve problems at the same time.

(End of this chapter)