Figure | Jiang Xin stills
Text | Miki porridge
Ever since my friends always sent their children to private schools, I was very calm inside.
He also often showed off to me that the school manages three meals a day, the after-school classes are all free, and at 6:30 p.m., all the homework is not taken care of.
Sigh, it's really quite enviable, so young to live the happy life of an empty nest old man. But last Friday, she suddenly bubbled up in the old mother's group in the middle of the night, and began to look for everyone to search for review materials for various subjects outside the number of languages like burning eyebrows.
When I asked, I learned that since sending my child to a private school to lie flat, the stocking was too comfortable, completely forgetting that there is another thing in the world called the final exam...
Until I saw the several public numbers I paid attention to, I was worried about the final exam of the child: not charging myself, seizing the time to dictate to the child, and being angry to the point of dizziness;
Xiao Chen yelled hard in the basement for two nights, and on the third night, when it was my turn, he went out to wrap the car and dragged it out until nine o'clock in the evening. From five o'clock, I instructed my son to take a blank piece of paper and start dictation.
Xiao Chen has densely circled many places on a review material: playing, shaking, thick, nose, dawn, sweet and sour, observation, light makeup and thick smearing... These are all wrong. I thought to myself, why don't you check whether the first two days of review have any effect, and ask my son to dictate all the wrong words. The white paper was put away, and none of them were written correctly. @ and Māori lunch
It is to sacrifice her husband at the end of the term, issue tasks, and sacrifice your life to die to overcome difficulties;
A few days ago, I heard that my son took the geography exam next week, and my eyes lit up, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, geography is my best play. I can tell him about the trout and salmon in General Carale Lake, the Red Deer River in alberta's barren lands, how the Lucky Tiger's Den was dug up in South Africa, what happened in Lapley Ridge for 50 million years, and how the Alternating Danxia landform of Zhangye was formed...
I took the initiative to apply to accompany my son to review geography, but I did not expect that before I began to prove that I was good at this work one by one, the child's mother directly waved his hand: No, thank you, the geographical knowledge in your stomach They do not take the test.
@ Thirteen brother-in-law There is also a direct patch for the collapse of the sky, take out the family law to serve.
When I got home from work, people had not yet stood firm, and Oda had begun to report bad news: Silently wrote a few wrong, and miscalculated a few. I just felt my head buzzing, and the whole person had a sense of who I was and why I was home.
I said, all right, I'll write you today's words in a moment. Oda sighed and cried out, "Then I'll take a look." I paused and I said, "Didn't you look?" Didn't I just remind you to see it?
Oda lowered his hand and said, "I... Forgot. It was at this moment, all the new hatred and old hatred were superimposed together, I just felt that the blood pressure rushed straight to the brain door, you can't control the expression, can't control the body, I luck Dantian, tighten the core, pick up the ring ruler in my hand and pounce on Oda... @Fat Little Girl Evening Nursery
Sigh, the more she looks at it, the happier she is, and you still have exams.
Wait, no! Don't I have elementary school students in my house? Doesn't she take the exam?
Only then did I think of going through the chat records of the home-school group, and the final exam notice sent by the teacher after school on Friday was in full view! Monday Chinese, Tuesday Mathematics, Wednesday English...
Ma egg ah ~ originally read private, but also to the final exam!!!
Then I remembered to flip through the school bag to find the simulation volume. At a glance, it was really called a collapse, the wrong little red line was as fierce as being abused by the sword saint, not to mention, the name was also written dragon flying phoenix dance, with a careless arrogance.
I would like to have a singles match, but considering that I will have to take the exam on Monday, I can only bear this breath and be patient and look for review materials everywhere.
I asked, how could this be forgotten? The school's parents are in full swing, and this has been hotly discussed for two weeks.
She paused for five seconds, threw a split-head expression in the group, and said, You don't understand private parent groups. The parent group in public schools has a vertical content and a strong academic atmosphere. Every day, parents study and discuss what homework the children write today, and what classes everyone is in (before double subtraction); the exam is naturally the biggest thing in the group.
Although there is no requirement for scores, in such an environment, it is always impossible to test the teacher without face. Therefore, I checked for omissions and filled in the gaps, and brushed more than a dozen dictations and quick calculations overnight before I dared to send them to the exam.
Private school parent groups are different. The topics are varied, that is, learning is rarely discussed. For example, the hot topic in the group recently is to explore how other people's children should be taught.
There is a child in the class who is naughty, he beats his classmates when he does not agree, he fights for several years, and the teacher comes back to coordinate and apologize, and the parents of the beaten students can only eat secret losses, the contradictions between children, what can adults do.
A mother was indignant and gave a practical education lesson to the parents in the group, saying that such a situation would be called back.
You see, the discussions of the parent group are all such deep and human explorations, how can I think of learning? Still have an exam?
Moreover, the teacher is also very calm. It was only notified on Friday night that the last week's push was still a song and dance, either a piano concert or an annual drama of the drama club.
The style of the parents is also very Buddhist, no one sends review materials, discusses exam topics, and the circle of friends also posts dance martial arts competitions, as well as large performances of choirs...
In a peaceful atmosphere, she also calmly enrolled in tomorrow's extracurricular classes, learning calligraphy in the morning, learning dance in the afternoon, and skating in the evening.
But I never expected that next Monday would be an exam.
In the afternoon, he took Xiao Er to the park to bask in the sun, and also lamented that the boss had a lot of homework on the weekend. On Saturday, I actually made an afternoon and still struggled to write a book, a large stack of volumes, a Chinese teacher transcribed two small essays at a time, and five or six pages of mathematics A4 paper.
Where is the Buddha-nature of private schools!
After a second, I found that it was not the teacher's fault at all, but the final exam that burned the eyebrows. It is no wonder that English teachers, who have been hidden for a semester, are bubbling up their sense of existence in the group and proposing to let parents help their children write words silently.
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Regret it! The first two days were not good at homework, and the mother and daughter had a big fight.
She said she was actually... I actually spent an hour discussing with her the meaning of writing homework, and finally told her that my mother did not value your score, and only hoped that you could manage your own affairs:
Manage your stuff, manage your time, manage your emotions.
Turning his small face, he did not even give the old mother a message for the exam. What the teacher said was all floating in Puwa's mind, and with a wave of the sleeve, she could leave no imprint. I said, then you hurry up and review it.
She sent a dog head and said that the matter had been lost to the child's father. Because you don't know, the final review is very accessible now:
The students are all checking for leaks and filling in the gaps, and they can do it themselves. But if there is no stall to go to school, the final review is either to make up for the sky or reclaim the sea, and in the end, only you are angry and hurt your body.
Don't other moms contribute enough final slots? "Jing Ke Thorn Qin King" is written as "Corgi Thorn Qin King", 1590 can be copied into 159... Not to mention the application questions! Xiao Li and Xiao Wang eat cake, one eats a third, one eats a quarter, which is more? A quarter more, because four is greater than three.
Really, it's all wisdom. Anger at the wisdom of the old mother.
Originally reading public anger, are calculated by week, gas to the final exam can still withstand; now read private, anger is settled by semester, deep participation in review, is to let the annual cardiovascular and cerebrovascular problems detonate at one time, too hurtful.
So she told her husband: If you don't exert more knowledge before the fourth grade, there will be no opportunity for tutoring in the future. Her husband didn't say a word, rolled up her sleeves and went up (because I hadn't stood in the C position of tutoring children before, and I didn't know how strong the tutoring homework was)——
From correcting exam papers to dictation, memorization of poems came out of the study...
This is probably the happiest moment for an old mother to be able to see her child make academic progress under the guidance of her husband.
After a short time of review, the study was quiet again. Running over to see, one of the grandfathers was brushing his mobile phone, and the other was reading a comic. What's going on here?
A question, tomorrow today the focus of the Chinese teacher circle has been reviewed, take a break, tomorrow and then review the next subject... Otherwise, the brain will be hurt if it is used too much, and it will be counterproductive.
The father-daughter final review duo is really magical!
Isn't there some enlightenment to temporarily hold on to the Buddha's feet? When are you afraid of hurting a brain cell that hasn't been used much?
Ordinary mind ~ ordinary mind ~
Seeing the mothers of the group are busy making up the day... Anxiety is also a waste of time. There are still 12 hours to go before the final exam, love it.