The relationship between our teacher and we were very good. Our teacher often went to our home to talk to our parents. The teacher in our village was respected by all of people in our village. Because all of people thought that the teacher was the intellect (知识分子) among the village. You know that there were only the children and teachers could read and write something. Almost all of adults were illiteracy(文盲) in our village since the people were too poor to go to school when they were young. So, the teacher was the only one who could write letter in many years.
Some times we could find one or two adults stayed in teacher’s office, and they talked something to the teacher. Don’t think that they were parents of somebody, don’ think that they were called by teacher, and don’t think that their child did something wrong in school. What did they were doing? Tell you the truth, our teacher helps them to write letter for their son who working in somewhere far away (遥远的地方). After that, the teacher put the letter into envelop, and affixed a stamp which was 8 cents at that time. The teacher would help them to send the letter to the post office. The person wrote the letter back after about one month. The parents would take the letter to the teacher’s office again, because they couldn’t read the letter. Our teacher would help them to understand what the letter said. And then, help them to write a letter back. It was a cycle which happens in our village usually.
Our teacher was always the VIP (Very Important Person) in our village when we had celebration. He was as important as the leader of our village during the celebration’s ceremony. He was a approachable (随和的) person also. All of people loved him, and all of us respect him very much. He often was invited to students’ home to have dinner with our family. He never mind that what we eaten even our family were very poor. He never dislike and avoid (嫌弃) our food.
He treated us as his kids and his friends during that time. He was a soldier before he taught us in school. He had attend the Liberation War (解放战争) and Korean War (朝鲜战争), and he did very good job during those two wars. He always told us his story about those wars. Some of stories were really moved us.
He had an old bike. The bike was old enough that he had to fix it often. But he allowed us to rid it after class. You know that there were only less than 5 bikes in our village at that time. It was not every one of us could rid it rightly. We always fall over ourselves from the bike, and the bike broken often. He never blamed us when we broken his bike. He just said: “Kids, be careful please, don’t hurt you legs!”
Some times we could find one or two adults stayed in teacher’s office, and they talked something to the teacher. Don’t think that they were parents of somebody, don’ think that they were called by teacher, and don’t think that their child did something wrong in school. What did they were doing? Tell you the truth, our teacher helps them to write letter for their son who working in somewhere far away (遥远的地方). After that, the teacher put the letter into envelop, and affixed a stamp which was 8 cents at that time. The teacher would help them to send the letter to the post office. The person wrote the letter back after about one month. The parents would take the letter to the teacher’s office again, because they couldn’t read the letter. Our teacher would help them to understand what the letter said. And then, help them to write a letter back. It was a cycle which happens in our village usually.
Our teacher was always the VIP (Very Important Person) in our village when we had celebration. He was as important as the leader of our village during the celebration’s ceremony. He was a approachable (随和的) person also. All of people loved him, and all of us respect him very much. He often was invited to students’ home to have dinner with our family. He never mind that what we eaten even our family were very poor. He never dislike and avoid (嫌弃) our food.
He treated us as his kids and his friends during that time. He was a soldier before he taught us in school. He had attend the Liberation War (解放战争) and Korean War (朝鲜战争), and he did very good job during those two wars. He always told us his story about those wars. Some of stories were really moved us.
He had an old bike. The bike was old enough that he had to fix it often. But he allowed us to rid it after class. You know that there were only less than 5 bikes in our village at that time. It was not every one of us could rid it rightly. We always fall over ourselves from the bike, and the bike broken often. He never blamed us when we broken his bike. He just said: “Kids, be careful please, don’t hurt you legs!”
