Old things in the south

Chapter 69 Two Sesame Seeds
After I heard that there were two good friends in the class who had not spoken for a month, I thought of those two sesame seeds—the two little girls buried in the corner of the campus wall under the winter sun. Sesame.

I decided to tell the story to the children, but how would I start?It is just an unforgettable personal emotional incident, with neither twists and turns, nor a complete beginning and end.It is fragmented, especially after years of diluting, the irrelevant things in it have disappeared, and the remaining ones that will be remembered forever only represent personal moods or feelings, not stories.

In the "speaking" class where I was free to express my opinions, I first wrote two big white chalk characters on the blackboard: Friendship.I am going to make today's "speech" focus on the development of friendship.

The children were reading gently following my strokes. When I turned around, I saw the little naughty Zhang Guangtian sitting in the front row. Shouted: "Friendship! Friendship!"

"This is your friendship?" I joked to Zhang Guangtian.The students also laughed when they saw Hirota's strange appearance.Our "speaking" class is to be conducted in such a relaxed atmosphere.

It is called training the children's speaking ability, and it is inevitable that my story will end this class in the end.After the kids had used their urge to talk, it was my turn to ask. "Teacher, tell us a story of friendship!"

"Okay, let me tell you, I have a story, and there are two sesame seeds in this story." Since my story lacks a plot, I have to use my speaking ability to make it more attractive, so that it can attract their attention at the beginning force.

"Two sesame seeds? The friendship of two sesame seeds?" Their eyes widened curiously.

"That's right, it's the friendship of two sesame seeds." I paused and recalled, it's been a long time, "Two sesame seeds are held in the hands of two little girls, the taller and thinner one with two braids The one with short hair cut to the ears is a little fat man. Their little hands were red and stiff from the cold, and it was thanks to their little hands holding those two sesame seeds tightly. Think about how small a sesame is, If you accidentally drop it on the ground, you won’t even be able to find it! The two of them took the two sesame seeds and ran to the east corner of the campus. Although it was cold that morning, the sun was so good that it shone all the way to the east wall. Under a row of dwarf pine trees. They chose the largest pine tree in the middle and squatted down, picked up a tile, and dug the soil by the wall. It was about three or four inches deep. The little braid said: "That's fine." The little fat man stopped working. The two of them raised their heads at the same time, smiled at each other, and then threw a sesame seed in each hand into the hole, and then spread the excavated soil down, and the two sesame seeds were buried. It's in the dirt..."

"Are they going to plant two sesame trees?" Someone interjected.

"But what they grow are cooked sesame seeds." I'm like a storyteller, trying to keep a secret.

"Cooked sesame seeds? What is it for? Tell me quickly, teacher!" The children were eager to know and urged me.

"Every morning, they buy a set of fried dough sticks for breakfast. The sesame seeds are so fragrant and delicious, because there is a layer of half-burnt sesame seeds on the top. When eating, the sesame seeds on the sesame seeds will scatter and fall to the ground. On the table, those who are reluctant will dip their index fingers in their saliva after eating the biscuits—just like that, sticking to the leftover sesame seeds on the table to eat..."

The children burst into laughter when they heard this, because I acted out eating sesame seeds with my index finger.

"Don't laugh, listen to me. What they planted that morning were two sesame seeds that fell from the biscuits. It was the little fat guy who came up with the idea first. She said to the little pigtail: 'We should always be like this, and no one is allowed to be with anyone. Arguing." The little braid said: "What if there is a quarrel?" At that time, they had just finished eating sesame seeds and were eating sesame seeds on the table with their fingers, so the little fat man said: "We each left a sesame seed , and bury them in the soil, if anyone wants to break up with each other after a quarrel, they should dig out the sesame seeds buried in the soil!" "Okay!" The little braid immediately agreed.

"I want to tell you that the little fat man and the little braid have such determination because they have always been good friends. They have been in the same class for four years and have never quarreled. They wouldn't be so good as sisters, right? They are both just 12 years old, and they can maintain one-third of their 12-year life-four years of friendship is really not easy! They will graduate from primary school in half a year. But at that time they did not expect These, they just think it’s very good, and they think that planting two sesame seeds can show how strong their friendship is! They thought so and did it, look at how innocent and cute these two children are.”

"Teacher! Which one was when you were a child? Braid or Dumpty?"

ah!They were so clever, they knew that one of them was me, so I didn't hide it anymore, and asked them, "Guess what!"

"Humpty Dumpty, of course the one with the cropped hair."

"Why of course?" I also found it interesting.

"Because you're still so short and fat," said the little rascal, and he was always proud of his words when they elicited a roar of laughter.

"No, the teacher said that she wore braids when she was a child." Someone protested. The student's memory is not bad, so I laughed.

"Teacher, who is the teacher?"

"Guess Dumpty is wrong. Although I am short and fat now, I was not necessarily fat when I was a child! Everyone doesn't know what they will look like. When I was a child, I wanted to laugh when I saw a fat man. I never thought that one day I would be fat." It became like this." This is the truth.

"Then how tall was the teacher then?" They like to talk outside the question, I really want to tell them how tall I was at that time, so I looked at all the living beings in the audience, and suddenly found Ye who was sitting in the far left row. Pearl, I immediately said:
"I think I'm as tall as Ye Mingzhu."

"Where's the little fat man?"

"Little fat man," I hesitated, "of course she looks like Hu Hui!" Hu Hui, who was sitting in the third row, covered her face and smiled embarrassedly when she heard that it was her. In fact, Hu Hui is not very fat.

"Is the sesame story over? The teacher will tell you another one."

"Who said I'm finished? It's you who like to interrupt and ask this and that." I said and walked down to the podium.Whether lecturing or speaking, I liked to walk up and down the line of students, and I thought it more effective when I called their attention to my words.And I changed the story to No.1, I said:

"It's really an unfortunate thing. One day we quarreled over one thing and stopped talking. What makes me even more sad is that we didn't make peace until graduation."

"Teacher, did you dig those two sesame seeds?"

"No, we didn't dig those two sesame seeds."

"Didn't you make an oath?"

"So I'm going to say now that we don't really want to break up, or why don't we dig sesame seeds? In other words, the friendship is still in the hearts of both of us, so no one has asked for it."

"What if it is dug?"

"If you dig," I smiled wryly, "how can you find those two sesame seeds! We don't bury sesame seeds just to dig one day."

"Then why bother burying it in the first place?"

"Because—everything is for friendship. I still remember that when we held the graduation ceremony, I suddenly found that the little fat man's hair had grown long. I really wanted to tell her that such long hair could be braided, because she also imagined I wear two braids in the same way, and I also bought a pair of red ribbons for her. That pair of red ribbons has been stored in my drawer for several years. If I catch up with her and talk to her that day... ..."

"How good that is!" the children lamented for me.

"Really, that's good enough! But what's worse is that after we left the school, we had no chance to meet again, because she and I were admitted to different middle schools. After a while, I heard that she went back to her hometown in Guangxi Now, we have been separated from each other since then, not to mention the meeting, even the news has disappeared! I still remember, after I heard the news of her going back to my hometown, I couldn’t help but ran to the corner of the campus of my alma mater, where two sesame seeds were buried, and stood up to send a message. I stayed for a long time. I regretted it and missed her very much. This feeling has not changed until now. I have never missed a person as much as I missed Little Fatty! I have never regretted a thing, like I regret losing Little Fatty so much!..."

"Teacher, what are you doing badly with the little fat man?"

"What is it, I have long forgotten it. I think it is a very small thing. That thing will not be bigger than sesame seeds. I can remember sesame seeds and forget that thing, so it is smaller than sesame seeds."

As I walked and talked, walking slowly among the students, my story ended here.At this time, I was walking to Ye Mingzhu's table, stopped, and asked her:
"Ye Mingzhu, what are you thinking?"

"Ah! Teacher, I didn't think about anything." Mingzhu was in a daze at first, but when I called out, she answered hastily, her face blushing.

"What about you? Hu Hui!" I turned my face to the one sitting in the third row.Hu Hui didn't answer my question, but lowered her head shyly, because she knew what I meant.

I called Ye Mingzhu and Hu Hui to the front of the podium, and I clasped their right hands between mine, and then I said:

"You will graduate in one month. If I don't make peace for you at this time, what better chance is there?... No matter what age you are or where you are, don't forget that Teacher Lin once told you A story about two sesame seeds and friendship."

There was no sound in the classroom, and I looked down the stage. There were more than 40 students, almost a hundred eyes, all shining with friendly light; they may not understand the true meaning of this story, but they can understand it.

(End of this chapter)