Memories of the middle school age-Teachers' blackboard
Jack Zhai
Old students have occasional gatherings, classmates, teachers, friends, and parents... There is always an endless past. In the ignorant youth era, the ever-changing world makes us lament whether we are more and less sincere and happy in childhood.
In fact, the most memorable part is the school and classroom. It is where we live and grow together. It is also where we learn knowledge and perceive the world. During a party, we occasionally talked about the teacher's blackboard. Yes, today's young people may seldom see the blackboard. Instead, computer screens, dust-free whiteboards, projectors... Colorful, animations, videos, and teaching methods are rich and colorful. However, recalling the blackboard reminds me of many memories, sweet, salty, and salty... After all, this is the witness of our wonderful memories.
Memories of distant mountains:
When I was in elementary school, I was in a small mountain village. There was only one row of bungalow classrooms in the school. The classroom was filled with land. When I swept the floor, the sprinkling water was less dusty, when sprinkling water is too much, it becomes a swamp.
The front of the classroom is a cement blackboard, which is very flat, bright, and reflective. When I was a child, I was very small and sat in the front row. At that time, I sat in the middle and on both sides every week. Sitting in the middle is okay. When sitting on both sides, reflection is even more serious. Therefore, I have a habit of standing up and running when the teacher on the other side of the blackboard cannot see clearly. The teacher knows that it is a reflection of the blackboard, so he is used to it.
In that age, books were expensive for us. In many cases, it was not easy for me to copy homework and do homework, this means that you should keep up with the teacher's writing; otherwise, the front side will be quickly overwritten and erased; because of reflection, you can't see the blackboard clearly, and the speed of copying is slow, you often need to borrow your books.
At that time, I often thought: How nice it would be for the teacher to keep only books and homework...
Sweet memories:
When I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, I switched from a mountain village to a primary school in the town. The conditions were much better. The school had a large courtyard, and the classrooms were full of cement floors, which were much cleaner, the instructor's podium is a cement platform that is a step higher than the podium. The front of the podium is hung with a large wooden blackboard; the white chalk is written on it, which is very clear.
The town's primary school already has music lessons, so before class every day, the students sang and waited for the teacher to come. At this moment, our music class representatives, a little girl, stood on the podium and beat everyone, the conductor sang songs one by one and sang them to the teacher for class. The little girl is very beautiful, and the song is also very beautiful.
I always wonder how she can sing so many songs and sing well. The students said that she was a Korean and naturally loved singing. I still couldn't understand it. For this reason, I secretly asked my mother several times: Why are we not Korean? Is this the reason why I cannot sing well?
Her classmates liked her very much. As long as she led everyone to sing, classroom discipline would be surprisingly good. Skipping classes would be impossible.
Of course, what I'm most proud of is: she... My deskmate.
Embarrassing memory:
At that time, students took turns to do health care. The blackboard is not a favorite job of everyone. It is not just about making your hands, faces, and bodies, it is everywhere, and you have to do it before every class. The time to take a break between classes is short, the last restroom should be lined up in the brigade. Therefore, some students on duty often "forget" the blackboard. Generally, the teachers who come to the class will not say anything. They will skip the blackboard and continue the class.
I remember that when I was on duty on the second day, I "forgot" the blackboard. The class was attended by Mr. Liu, a female teacher, who was both modest and humorous. I saw that the blackboard was not empty, and the teachers in the last class liked writing it very much. It was full and there was no space. Mr. Liu looked at the blackboard and waited for a while. It was estimated that the students on duty did not show up at this moment. He wanted to see the same thing. He raised the chalk, continued writing on the blackboard filled with words, and started the class.
The incident is serious. It is clear that Mr. Liu is angry. What should I do? The old squad leader quickly responded and immediately ran up. He bowed to the teacher and said, "Sorry, Miss Liu, we know we are wrong. Let me explain it ." Then I picked up the blackboard and got disconnected.
Teacher Liu stopped. After the shift leader finished, he calmly said, "the blackboard is not the main one. I can also renew it myself. I hope you will remember: understanding the blackboard is not only a respect for teachers, but also a respect for knowledge. Each of us should maintain the dignity of this podium with great care, because it is a place to teach you your knowledge ."
Quiet in class...
I remember that there was no such thing as a blackboard in our class.
Special memory:
When I was in junior high school, I switched to a new middle school. Due to the large number of students in the class and full seats, I had to be arranged in the front row by myself, side by side with the instructor's lecture desk. It is really just under the eyes of the teacher that it is difficult to think about it or not.
Because I was a shift student, the teacher said that I would not arrange the Group duty, because I was closest to the blackboard, and the task of renewing the blackboard was contracted by myself. I'm happy to explain the blackboard, because I like the feeling of standing in front of the blackboard...
However, I am very embarrassed when there is a problem. Our blackboard is not very high. Higher Teachers can reach the upper edge as soon as they reach out, and many teachers use up the blackboard, I often put my hand on the edge of the blackboard. When I leave class, I need to take it down first if I want to commit the blackboard. I was not tall at the time, but I couldn't reach out my hand. How can I move my stool? Sorry, this is not what boys do. If it is not enough, I will jump to the exercise and beat down the blackboard...
There is often such a scene: when the teacher leaves class, the students will see me, just like a basketball player, repeating "exercises" in front of the blackboard, it is often a few hops to succeed. Of course, some good-hearted tall students pass by and help me.
For this reason, I have always been good at bounce. In college PE classes, I chose volleyball...
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