Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 82 Class Meeting
Zhou Jing personally presided over the class meeting during the fourth self-study period on Monday afternoon, and also formulated the format of future class meetings. The class meeting did not need to be organized by the head teacher every time, but could be left to the students to organize themselves.

The theme of this week's class meeting for senior high school students is [Strive for the present and build dreams for the future]

This is also the theme of the first bulletin board for the first year of high school.

Zhou Jing wrote the theme in calligraphy on the blackboard, turned to the students and said:

"Starting next week, the two monitors will be responsible for organizing the weekly class meetings. Those who are good at writing and drawing can decorate the blackboard before the class meeting. Then the monitors will be responsible for this issue of the blackboard newspaper. Everyone should brainstorm and finish it before Friday."

"The monitor will be responsible for purchasing any stationery or tools you need, and the class fees will be reimbursed."

After assigning the tasks, Zhou Jing officially started the class meeting.

"It has been almost a month since I entered high school. I believe everyone has gotten into the groove and adapted to high school life. Learning should have goals, and living should have ideals."

Zhou Jing first gave a speech on ideological education for students, and then asked students to speak about their ideals.

"The squad leader will come up first, Tao Jia will be next."

No one took the initiative, so Zhou Jing called out their names.

"How about Tao Jia come first?"

Squad leader Cao Xiaoxiao didn’t know what to say and needed to prepare.

"Then I'll go first."

Tao Jia was not nervous at all and walked up to the podium with great confidence.

Zhou Jing left the podium and stood by the classroom door to watch. He had to say that confident students made people feel more comfortable. They spoke decisively when called upon, and no matter how well they spoke, they looked natural and generous when standing on the podium. Introverted students, on the other hand, kept their heads down when it came to the question-and-answer session, for fear of being called upon. When they were called upon, they were so nervous that they could not speak, and the teacher felt embarrassed watching them.

Zhou Jing wanted to give introverted students a chance to build up their courage, but after thinking about it carefully, he became hesitant.

For very introverted students, speaking in public is really terrifying. They can be so nervous that their voices become as soft as a mosquito's and even their brains short-circuit. Advance preparation is of no help. If the teacher asks them to prepare a speech in class tomorrow, they will be worried about the speech all the time. The more they think about it, the more nervous and tormented they become, and they may even be unable to sleep at night.

Zhou Jing doesn't know how to help students who are so introverted that they have social phobia. Using the wrong approach and making them embarrass themselves in public will be counterproductive.

"Everyone, relax, don't be nervous, just talk about your ideals, there's nothing shameful about it."

Zhou Jing encouraged patiently.

Some students were encouraged and mustered up the courage to go up to the podium.

Some students may have courage but may not have ideals, or they simply don’t want to tell everyone about their ideals.

Zhou Jing took out a list of students in his class from the book, borrowed a pen from the student in the first row, and ticked the names of the students who had spoken about their ideals. Those who did not speak would find opportunities to do so later.

The class time is limited. After a few students spoke, Zhou Jing stopped and said:
"Today's class meeting ends here. As for your ideals, everyone should think carefully about your ideals during the National Day holiday, including what level of university you plan to enter in three years, what major you plan to study in college, what job you plan to do in the future, and how you plan to work hard to achieve them. Write a draft about your ideals on a piece of letter paper, about 500 words, and put it in an envelope and give it to me."

"It depends on your own situation. Don't write down that you want to get into Tsinghua University or Peking University. It's unrealistic and meaningless."

Zhou Jing gave the students a small task, hoping it would help them clarify their path.

"Teachers always say that we should aim high."

"That has to be realistic. Do you think you have a chance of getting into Tsinghua or Peking University?"

"You should always have ideals. What if they come true? Isn't that right?"

"Bullshit, if you can get into Tsinghua or Peking University, I'll take your last name."

"Stop arguing and read a book."

Zhou Jing interrupted the student, walked up to Feng Yuhua and knocked on her desk, signaling her to go out.

Zhou Jing left the classroom first, and the girl followed obediently.

"How's your study going during this period? Are you able to keep up with all the subjects?"

When they were outside, a few meters away from the classroom, Zhou Jing stopped, turned around and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Uh," the girl didn't know how to answer. She put her feet and legs together, her slender body stood straight as a pencil, her hands in front of her, her right hand holding her left hand. She thought for two seconds and said, "I always feel that there is not enough time. I am busy every day, but it is not fulfilling at all."

When it comes to "incomplete", the girl shook her head slightly.

I feel like I am not good at any of the nine subjects, and I can’t find the focus of my studies. “It’s like this in the first year of high school. Don’t be anxious and flustered. Master the basics of the key subjects in a limited time. Have you decided on the subjects for the second year of high school?”

Zhou Jing understood the feeling the girl was describing; she summarized it very accurately.

"science."

Feng Yuhua is not bad in mathematics, physics, chemistry, English and biology, so he will definitely give priority to science.

"If you don't understand math, ask me more. Don't be embarrassed. It's embarrassing for me if you don't do well in math. If you learn math well, physics and chemistry will be easier. How about life?"

This junior sister hasn't asked Zhou Jing questions since the start of the school year.

"pretty good."

Feng Yuhua nodded and answered whatever the head teacher asked.

"If someone is harassing you in the future, tell me as soon as possible. Don't keep it to yourself when you are being bullied, or they will get even worse."

"Ah."

Thinking of what happened last week, Feng Yuhua was so moved that his nose felt sore and he lowered his head and nodded.

"The weather is getting cold, please keep warm. If you are late for the hot water, let me know and I will heat it for you in the dormitory."

"Well, thank you, Teacher Zhou."

"Go back! Tell He Zhibin and Li Bo to come out. Just let He Zhibin come out."

This was all Zhou Jing could do to take care of her. After thinking about it, he changed his words.

Not long after Feng Yuhua returned to the classroom, He Zhibin walked out from the back door of the classroom.

He Zhibin was a little nervous, worried that the head teacher would ask about smoking. Before leaving, he asked his deskmate to smell if he smelled like cigarettes. His deskmate said no, but he still felt guilty, "What's the matter, Teacher Zhou?"

"you guess."

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

"what?"

He Zhibin was confused for a moment. The head teacher had no expression on his face, which made people feel that he was not joking. It is not scary for some teachers to be angry, but the consequences of being calm may be more serious.

Zhou Jing folded his arms and calmly looked at the boy who looked a little nervous.

He Zhibin was getting more and more panicked. He didn't dare to be as careless and joking as usual. He was stunned for three or four seconds and took the initiative to confess, "Teacher Zhou, I will quit smoking in the future."

The teenager was tricked into revealing the truth so easily. Cold violence really works.

At this time, Zhou Jing still said without any emotion: "It's not a big problem for boys to smoke, but you have to distinguish the places. If students are caught smoking in school and reported to the class teacher, it will not affect you. The impact is on you. I told you the specific impact this morning. Do you understand?"

"I understand. Don't worry, Mr. Zhou. I will definitely quit."

Regardless of whether he can quit smoking or not, He Zhibin's attitude is very sincere at the moment.

Zhou Jing didn't expect people who are addicted to smoking to be able to quit, as long as they know how to restrain themselves. "You are good at math, physics and chemistry. Are you planning to give up English at the beginning of the first year of high school?"

“My English foundation is too poor.”

"You know your foundation is poor, but you don't study hard? Can't you just read more texts and write more words?"

Gu Jia reported to Zhou Jing that some students had a bad attitude in English class. Not only could they not recite the text, they also did not memorize the words, did not listen to the class properly and even slept. Zhou Jing, who had a serious weakness in English, knew that it was useless to talk to them as English was too abstract for some people. However, he still had to say what he needed to say, at least to prevent them from irritating the teacher in class.

"Yes, I will definitely study hard in the future."

He Zhibin didn't dare to argue anymore and nodded repeatedly.

Zhou Jing stopped there.

The National Day Golden Week was getting closer, and Zhou Jing took some time out on Thursday afternoon to find a hotel and book a room for Chen Jiaqian.

　Thanks to Changfan Dingguagua for the reward of 100 points, and thanks to Ananjing for the reward of 700 points.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)