love education

Chapter 49 July
brief introduction

dear last advice

exam day

final exam
bid farewell
Mother's Last Advice

Saturday 1th

The school year is coming to an end, Enrico, on the last day of school, there is nothing better than to keep in your heart the image of that noble little hero.He exchanged his own life for the lives of his friends, and now you have to leave your teachers and classmates, and I have to tell you a sad news.The separation between you and them is not only three months, but forever.Your father, due to work, had to leave here and move to Turin, and our family will follow him there.

We're leaving this fall, and you, having to go to a new school, will be sad, won't you?I'm pretty sure you love your school because you've been here twice a day for the past four years.Here you experience the joy of learning, every day, at a fixed time, you will see those familiar faces.Those boys have the same teachers as you, the same parents, and the same smiles as your father and mother waited for you.This school is the first place to broaden your horizons. Every word you hear here is confided to make you a better person. Here, every unpleasantness you suffer , are helpful to your body, mind and future.

So, children, keep this true love in your heart forever, and then, give a heartfelt farewell to all the children here, and say goodbye to them!There will always be some children who will suffer heart-rending misfortunes. They may lose their father or mother at a young age, while some children will die at a young age, and some people may honor them Loyal blood is shed on the battlefield, and more people will become brave and honest workers, and their children and grandchildren will become hardworking and simple workers like them, who knows?Perhaps one of these children will make a great contribution to the country, so that his name will be immortalized through the ages.Then, please leave your school with a soft heart, and bury your true feelings here. When you first came to this warm family, you were a child, and when you left here, you have As a teenager, your parents love you more and more, because you have been so blessed and loved by this school.My Enrico.

The school is like a mother to the students. When she took you from my arms, you could barely speak, but now, she gave me a strong, kind and hardworking person. Min's studious child, I sincerely bless her for this!I hope you don't forget this for a moment, you will grow into a real man, you will travel the world, you will see many magnificent buildings and beautiful cities, and you will remember many of them in the heart.However, the reserved white teaching building, those closed shutters, and the small garden where the first flower of wisdom in your life quietly reveals its fragrance, all of which you will treasure in Heart, until the last day of your life, just like every time I see this teaching building, I will think of the scene when I heard your voice here for the first time.

your mother
exam day

Tuesday the 4st

The day of final exams has finally arrived, and in the streets near the school, children, parents, and even teachers are all talking about the same topic: exams, grades, essay questions, average marks, who else should repeat, Who can upgrade smoothly.I just finished my composition test yesterday morning, and this morning's subject is arithmetic.It's heartwarming to see, when all the parents drop their kids off at school, they give their kids advice about exams on the way, and some mothers even accompany their sons to their seats Then they check whether the ink bottle is full and whether the pen is easy to use. They will still stay at the door of the classroom and refuse to leave, saying to their children:

"Come on! Be more focused! I beg you, little ancestor!"

Our teaching assistant, Kautie, the teacher who has a big black beard, talks like a lion with his mouth open, but never punishes us, when he opened the exam envelope he brought from the city hall At that time, some children's faces turned pale.The teacher pulled out the test paper, and there was really no sound in the classroom. When he read the question aloud, his voice was very loud, and he opened his big scary eyes to look at this and that for a while, but we all know that if he has He will be very happy if Quan Quan reads the answer at the same time so that we can all go to the senior grades smoothly.After we answered questions for an hour, a lot of people started to get bored and tired because the questions were so difficult, and one kid was already crying, and Cross was hitting his own head with his fist.

But they can't blame them for not being able to answer the questions, because most of the kids don't have enough time to study, and their parents don't pay enough attention to their studies, poor kids!But, their savior is around, you should really look at Dros, he is trying his best to help others, he is passing answers to others, or helping others solve equations, how smart he is, Never got caught by the teacher, he looks so anxious, as if he is our teacher.The same is true for Galen, who is best at arithmetic, and he does what he can to help others, and he even finds ways to help Nobis.Nobis' current situation is really embarrassing, and he has become much gentler.For more than an hour Stadi sat motionless, his eyes fixed on the problem, his fists on his temples, and finally he solved the problem.The teacher kept walking back and forth by our table, saying:

"Be careful, be careful, you must be careful!"

Whenever he saw one of us starting to get discouraged, he would open his big mouth like a lion and try to eat that person, so that the kid could laugh and find his courage again.When it was almost eleven o'clock, I looked downstairs through the blinds and saw many parents walking anxiously on the side of the road. I saw Prix's father, wearing a blue coat, from Came from the store, still dark in the face, and Cross's mother, the greengrocer, and Nellie's mother, who was all in black and couldn't even stand upright.And when it was almost noon, my father also came, he raised his eyes and looked at my window, alas, my lovely father!At noon, we were all finished, and the scene at the school gate was really lively!All the parents ran over to ask how their children were doing, and opened their workbooks to compare themselves with other children.

"How many questions are there? What's the total score? What about subtraction? What's the answer? Where's the decimal punctuation?" There were school teachers everywhere, they ran here and there, my father immediately He snatched the draft paper from my hand, looked at me and said, "Good job!"

Standing beside us was Pricus the blacksmith, who was also flipping through his son's sketches, but, looking very anxious, because he couldn't understand, he turned to my father and said:
"Can you do the math for me, what is the total?"

My father read the number, and old Prix stared at him, and thought, "My dear boy!" he cried, with great satisfaction.

My father and old Prix looked at each other with smiles, like two friends, my father held out his hand to him, and he took his father's hand, shook it, and then they parted, saying by:

"See you at the speaking test!"

"Goodbye for the speaking test!" We had just walked a few steps when we heard someone humming a little tune. We hurriedly turned our heads to see that it was the hardware merchant who was singing happily.

final exam
Friday the 7th

We took the speaking test this morning.At eight o'clock, we had all gathered in the classroom, and at a quarter past eight, the teachers began to call our names, four at a time, to go to the hall for the assessment.There was a huge table in the hall, covered with a green tablecloth, and sitting at the table were the principal and four teachers, one of whom was the head teacher of our class.I was the first group to be called into the hall, my dear head teacher, it was only this morning that I felt for the first time how much you love us!When other teachers ask children in other classes, you don't have time to pay attention to others, but keep paying attention to us.Whenever our answer is not sure enough, you will follow us to worry, and when we give a wonderful answer, teacher, your expression will become so calm again, you can listen to every word we say, You still try your best to use your hands or facial expressions to give us hints, which means:
"Very good! No! Be careful! Slow down! Come on!" I think if you could talk to us, you would give us all the answers, even if you put the fathers of these children in There's only so much they can do in your position.They must say loudly to all the teachers ten times:
"Teacher, thank you!" When the other teachers said to me "Very well, you can go", the head teacher narrowed your eyes happily.

I went back to the classroom again to wait for my father, and with almost all the students still in the classroom, I sat down next to Galen, not at all happy.All I can think about is my classmates, this is the last time I'll be with them for a full hour, I haven't told Galen yet, I can't go to fifth grade with them, I'm going to Turin with my father, He doesn't know anything yet.There he sat, bent over, with his big head on the desk, drawing lace over his father's picture.His father, dressed like a mechanic in the photographs, was tall and strong then, with a thick bull's neck and a serious, honest face, just like Galen himself.He was lying on the table like that, and the front of his jacket was slightly open, and I saw his naked, strong chest, and the golden cross that Nellie's mother knew he had protected her son. And a gift for him.I had to find an opportunity now to tell him I was leaving, and when I had an opportunity, I said to him:

"Galen, my father will leave here for Turin this autumn. It's a matter of work. He asked me if I want to follow him too, and I told him yes."

"So you can't go to fifth grade with us?" he asked me.

I said, "I can't." Then he concentrated on his painting and didn't speak to me for a while, and after a while he asked me, without looking up:
"Then do you remember your classmates from the fourth grade?"

"Of course," I told him, "I'll remember everyone, but I'll keep you in my heart even more. Who can forget you?"

He looked at me quietly, his eyes were quite serious, his eyes seemed to have a million words to say to me, but he didn't say anything, just stretched out his left hand to me, and used his right hand Continue to draw.I held his left hand between mine, what a strong and practical big hand, at that moment, the head teacher hurried in with a blushing face, he lowered his voice and spoke to us quickly said, in a cheerful tone:
"Very well, everyone is doing well now, the rest of you come over, well done, boys! Keep it up, I'm very pleased with you!"

To assure us that he was really satisfied, and to keep us entertained, he pretended to stumble as he hurried to the door, then grabbed the wall to steady himself.The students had never seen him smile before.This little episode seemed so strange, not only did everyone not laugh, but they seemed to be stupid, they just twitched the corners of their mouths slightly, but no one laughed out loud.However, this childish behavior filled my heart with both pain and tenderness. All the reward the class teacher got was just the joy at this moment, but he paid for it with nine months of love and patience. , even pain!For the joy of this moment, he endured so much suffering, for the satisfaction of this moment, he even spared no effort to make up lessons for the sick children alone, my respectable teacher!That's all he asks of us, and so much love and so much concern!And now, I believe in the many, many days to come.Whenever I think of the class teacher, I must often think back to his actions just now. When I grow into a real man, he must still be alive.When we meet again, I will definitely tell him that his behavior touched my heart deeply, and I will definitely kiss him lightly on his gray hair.

(End of this chapter)