love education

Chapter 19 February (1)
brief introduction

a well deserved medal

good determination

toy train
arrogance
Work injury
prisoner
father's nurse

factory
circus clown
last day of carnival

blind child
seriously ill head teacher
on the street

a well deserved medal

Saturday 4th

This morning, the inspector came to our school.He was a gentleman in black with a white beard, and he was here to present our medals.Not long before school was over, he walked into the classroom with the class teacher and sat next to the teacher. After asking a few questions, he awarded the No.1 medal to Dros.Just before he handed out the second medal, he stood and listened to the talk of the class teacher and other teachers.All of us were thinking, "Who's going to get this second medal?"

After they negotiated, the superintendent said loudly: "Student Pietro Pricos won his second medal this week, and we awarded him this medal because of his performance at home. homework, calligraphy, and his achievements in various aspects.” Everyone turned their heads to look at Prix, obviously, everyone was happy for him, Prix was dizzy Standing up, I hardly knew where I was.

"Come here," said the Inspector, and Prikos rose from his seat and walked over to the teacher's platform. The Inspector looked with concern at the little waxy face and the carelessly wrapped body in ill-fitting clothes. The deformed little body looked at those kind and sad eyes again, which avoided the inspector's gaze, and at the same time revealed the sufferings that had been suffered.Afterwards, while hanging the medal around his neck, the inspector said to him in a loving voice:

"I present this medal to you, Pricos, and no one is more deserving of it than you, and I award it to you not just for your brilliant mind and progressive attitude, but for your kindness, Courage, and your noble qualities as a brave and outstanding good boy, and these are not all," he said again, turning his head to look at the whole class, "the most important thing is that he deserves this medal because of his grades .”

"Yes, yes," all shouted in unison.Prikos' throat quivered with excitement, as if he had swallowed something.He looked at the students below the podium affectionately and sweetly, his expression was really full of infinite gratitude.

"Go, my dear boy," said the Inspector to him, "may God bless you!"

When school was over, the students in our class walked out first, and when we walked to the door, at the entrance in the hall, guess who we saw?Isn't that Prix's father?His face was pale and fierce as usual, his hair fell low over his eyes, his hat was on one side, and his legs seemed to tremble when he stood.The head teacher noticed him immediately, and he whispered something to the supervisor.The Inspector at once found Prikos, took him by the hand, and was about to take him to his father, the boy trembling.The boy and the superintendent approached the father little by little, and many children surrounded them.

"Are you the father of this child?" the superintendent asked the blacksmith, his words full of pleasure, as if they were old friends.However, the blacksmith ignored him. "I want to tell you a happy thing. Your son stood out from the 56 students in the class and won the No.2 medal. He won this medal by virtue of his excellent composition, arithmetic results and other good performances. Medals, he is a child with a bright mind and good intentions, he will definitely do great things in the future; he has a good character, all his classmates love and respect him, you will definitely be proud of him, I can assure you .”

The blacksmith stood with his mouth half open, listening to the inspector.He looked at the inspector, then at the class teacher, and then at his son.Prikos stood right in front of him, eyes downcast, trembling with fear.And the blacksmith seemed to remember for the first time in his life, and then understood how much pain he had caused the poor child to suffer, and how much excellent quality and heroic indomitable spirit the child had used to overcome all he had suffered. suffer everything.

At this time, the father's face showed a look of blank surprise, followed by pious remorse, and then that sad and pitiful excitement, and he quickly made a movement ——He took the boy's head and hugged it tightly to his chest.We all made a point of walking past them, and I invited Prix, Galen, and Cross to my house on Thursday, and the others kept paying respects to Prix, one petting him, the other Touch his medal.Everyone congratulated him, and his father looked at us in astonishment, holding his son's head to his chest, and the boy was still crying softly.

good determination

Sunday 5th

That medal for Pricos evokes a pang of regret in me, for I've never won a medal yet.In the past period of time, I didn't study hard, I was very dissatisfied with myself, and my teachers and parents were all dissatisfied with my state.I'm not as happy as I used to be when I play.In the past, when I was done studying and working hard, I would jump up from behind the desk and run to play my favorite game. I was so happy, it was like I hadn't really relaxed in a month.And now sitting around the table with my family, I don't feel the satisfaction that I used to feel. There is a shadow in my heart, like a voice that only I can hear, it keeps saying to me He said: "It won't work like this, it won't work if it goes on like this!"

Every evening, I can see many boys returning from work and walking across the square.They mingled among a group of workers, looking tired but cheerful, brisk on their feet, eager to get home for dinner.They talked loudly, laughing and patting others on the shoulder.Their hands were either blackened with coal, or bleached white with plaster.It occurred to me that they might have been working with them since the crack of dawn, and some of the younger children, who had been standing on the ridge of the house all day, or standing in front of the fire, standing at the machinery time, standing in the water, or standing under the ground.They had nothing to eat except a little bread.I'm really ashamed of myself.I just grudgingly scribbled four pages of homework while they were working hard.Oh, I'm not satisfied with myself anymore, really not!
I can see my father is also in a bad mood because of this. He always seems to want to talk about it to me, but he also regrets it and is still waiting for me to realize it.O my dear father!You are working so hard!All the households are earned by you, everything I can see in the house, all the utensils I can touch, what I wear, what I eat, all the instruction and entertainment I get are yours. The fruit of hard work.I'm not working, everything you're giving requires you to work on, it's robbing you of life, it's bothering you, it's taking a lot of effort.And me, I didn't make any effort, oh, it shouldn't be like this, it's not fair, the fact that it burns inside me.

I will study hard from today, I will concentrate like Stadi, and study hard like him with clenched fists and clenched teeth.I will mobilize all the willpower in my heart to study, I will overcome my deep sleepiness in the evening, I will get up happily in the morning, and I will beat my head with a stick without stopping. Punish yourself mercilessly for your laziness and try to do the best you can, even if you get sick for it.

This time, for everyone, I want to end my debilitating, boring life, which shames me and causes pain to those around me. Take heart!to study!With all my energy and all my courage, go learn!So that I can once again feel the sweet relaxation after work, pleasurable games and delicious meals.I'm going to study!In this way, I can see the teacher's kind smile again and get the kiss of my father's blessing.

toy train
Friday the 10th

Prikos came to our house today, and of course Galen, I can't believe the two of them were greeted like princes.This was Galen's first visit to our house, just because he was shy, and because he was ashamed of the fact that he was a big guy who was still in fourth grade.Our family opened the door for the two of them, but Cross did not come, hearing that his father had finally returned to Italy from the United States after seven years.My mother kissed Prix at once, and my father then introduced Galen to my mother, saying to her:
"This is Galen, he is not only a good boy, but also a real man with a sense of honor and a gentleman's demeanor."

Galen lowered his big, tousled head sheepishly and smiled furtively at me.Prikos was wearing his medal, and he looked so happy that his father was back at work, and what was even more joyful was that he hadn't been drunk once in the past five days, and his father is now Always wished Prikos had stayed with him in the shop, he looked like a completely different man.

We started playing, and I dug out all the fun things I had collected.Prikos was very interested in my little train, which ran by itself as soon as the front of the train was cocked, and he had never seen such a thing before.He fixed his eyes on the little red and yellow trains, as if he wanted to eat them.I gave him the little key for winding, and he knelt down on the ground and started playing without even raising his head. I have never seen him play so ecstatically.He goes on and on about everything:

"Excuse me, I'm sorry." He kept waving to us not to let the engine stop, and then he picked up the little trains one by one and carefully rearranged them as if they were made of glass. He even Afraid that blowing on them will tarnish them.He cleaned them all, too, going over them from head to toe, with a smile on his face the whole time, and we all stood around him, staring at him, at his slender neck and his tiny ears.One day I noticed that the ears were bleeding, and the sleeves of his jacket were rolled up, and from the sleeves protruded two pale, thin arms, how many fists those arms had blocked in the past !

Oh, just at that moment, I want to pile all my toys and books at his feet, I can save him the last morsel of bread from my mouth, I can give up all my clothes so he can wear Warm, I can also kneel on the ground at his feet and kiss his hand. "I can at least give you my little train," I thought to myself, but I had to ask my father for permission first, and at that moment I felt as if a small note had been stuffed into my hand, and I I looked at it, and it was a note written by my father with a pencil, which read:

"Prycos likes your little train very much, and he doesn't have any toys. Don't you have any ideas in your heart?"

What a tacit understanding!I immediately grabbed the toy car, held it to Prix's chest, and said to him:

"Take this, it's yours now!" Prix looked at me, not quite understanding.

"Here you are," I said, "I gave you them all!"

He was a little dazed, looked at my parents uneasily, still with a surprised expression on his face, and asked me:
"But...why?"

My father said to him: "You are a friend of Enrico, he wants to give you this gift, he loves you and wants to use this gift to celebrate you getting that medal."

Prix ​​asked timidly, "Can I take them? Take them home?"

"Of course!" We all said to him in unison. He walked to the door but didn't dare to go out. He looked so happy!
He smiled and asked us to forgive him, and his lips trembled slightly.Galen helped him wrap the little train in a handkerchief, and when he stooped the pockets began to rattle. "In a few days," Pricos said to me, "you must come to my father's shop, so I can give you some nails."

My mother stuck a small bunch of flowers in Galen's buttonhole for him to take back to his mother.Galen said:
"Thank you!" he said loudly, keeping his chin low on his chest as before.

arrogance
Saturday 11th

Carlo Nobis wiped his sleeve vigorously when he happened to meet Pricos in the hallway. The guy was arrogant just because his dad was rich.Dross's father was also rich, but he wasn't like that.

Carlo wanted to use a table by himself, because he was afraid that others would make the table dirty. None of us classmates was something he looked down upon, and there was always a contemptuous smile on his lips.When his classmates went out in groups of two, he would show resentment if someone accidentally stepped on his foot; the slightest incident would make him yell in public, or threaten to call his father to the school .His father had indeed taught him a good lesson the last time he had called the charcoal burner's son a "little poor man."

I have never seen such a nasty boy, no one offered to talk to him, no one said goodbye when he came home, and no one even showed kindness to him when he couldn't answer the questions Point hint.He never accommodated anyone, Dross was the person he hated the most, just because Dross was the most popular kid; he also hated Galen, because everyone liked Galen.But when he was around Dross, Dross never cared about him, and when the boys told Galen that Nobis was always talking bad about him behind his back, Galen replied, "His arrogance is nothing at all." No, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to him."

When Nobis laughed contemptuously at Cleti's pussy cap again, Cleti said to him:

"Go to Dros, and learn from him how to be a real gentleman."

Yesterday, he ran to complain to the class teacher, saying that the boy at the same table deliberately kicked his feet.

So the class teacher went to ask the Calabrian boy:

"Did you ever kick him on purpose?" "I didn't, Master," he replied earnestly.

"You have a bad temper, Nobis."

But Nobis still arrogantly retorted to the teacher, "I'm going to tell my father about it."

(End of this chapter)