The winter holiday of the village teacher | Zhang Weina: Thinking of the small hands full of frostbite, my nose is sore

Editor's note: "The day is not everywhere, youth comes from just now; moss flowers are as small as rice, and peonies are also learned." "This is a true portrayal of the vast majority of small-scale rural schools. In the past 2021, the reporter went from Yinan to Yuncheng, and then from Zhuanhua to Yiyuan squatting, witnessing many educators with feelings taking root in the countryside, and they are working hard to make up for the gap with glimmer and help rural children grow better. The family sits idly and the lights are amiable, which is the ideal state for the Spring Festival reunion. In small-scale rural schools in many parts of Shandong, countless rural principals and teachers are rushing to the homes of students in remote rural areas that lead to the middle of the mountain, and they want to use their precious winter vacation time to go to their children's homes and enter their children's hearts. From now on, the Qilu Evening News Qilu One-Point "Youth Talk" column will successively launch the "Winter Holiday Memories of Rural Principals/Teachers", focusing on what rural teachers see, hear and feel during home visits, light up the dreams of rural children, and inject strength into rural revitalization. The following is the winter holiday record of Zhang Weina, a teacher at the Fourth Experimental Primary School in Yinan County:

January 20, 2022, it was very cold.

In the blink of an eye, a semester is over again, and looking at the child's performance this semester, I am ecstatic to see the excellence behind Xiao Lun's (pseudonym) name. This excellent is Xiao Lun from the first grade step by step to achieve, in front of the eyes flashed Xiao Lun's mother's expectant eyes, I decided to tell her this news personally, by the way to understand Xiao Lun's holiday life.

Through the previous home visits, I knew that Xiao Lun's father's waist was not good and he could not do heavy work. In order to make it easier for the two children to go to school, they rented a hut at the intersection of two kilometers from the school, washed the cars of passing vehicles, and the family of four ate and lived in the hut. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Teacher Li and I got on an electric car and set off. Even though I was wearing a thick down jacket, I couldn't resist the biting cold wind.

Ten minutes later, we came to Xiao Lun's rental house. Xiao Lun's mother was wearing an apron and boots, scrubbing a white car with a cloth. Xiao Lun was next to help her mother clean the pedal pads in the car. We stopped the electric car and quietly waited for Xiao Lun's mother to finish. Counting nine cold days, it is the coldest time of the year. The mother and son washed the car with cold water. Xiao Lun quickly washed the foot pads and expertly dried them on the shelf.

Xiao Lun's mother bent over and leaned over, scrubbing the body of the car vigorously with a rag. Xiao Lun also picked up a rag and scrubbed it. Watching the mother and son duo cooperate with the tacit car wash, I think such a scene must have appeared in Xiao Lun's life countless times. Thinking of Xiao Lun's small hands full of frostbite, I thought it was caused by his playfulness, and today I finally know the answer. Seeing Xiao Lun's busy figure, remembering his performance in school, hard work, my nose suddenly became a little sour. At this moment, after the vehicle was cleaned and drove away, Xiao Lun recognized me, who was tightly wrapped, happily shook the rag in his hand, and shouted in surprise: "Teacher! "I parked my electric car in a hurry. Xiao Lun's mother warmly let me into the house.

I took Xiao Lun's cold little hand and went into the rental house. Xiao Lun let me sit on the only worn-out sofa in the room, and I saw xiao Lun and his brother's low study table next to the sofa again, on which Xiao Lun's vacation homework was placed, and the homework was one-third complete. I told Xiao Lun that this semester's performance was excellent, Xiao Lun was so happy that she almost jumped up, and Xiao Lun's mother had tears of joy in her eyes, and told Xiao Lun over and over again: "Listen to the teacher's words and study seriously." ”

I asked about Xiao Lun's vacation plans, and Xiao Lun told me that he planned to help his mother wash his car a few years ago, finish his homework at night, and prepare for new classes in the next year to strive for greater progress in the new year. Teacher Li and I took out the school supplies we brought to Xiao Lun, and Xiao Lun took it and looked at it lovingly. During the conversation, I learned that Xiao Lun's father had another waist injury a few days ago and had just been discharged from the hospital. The old man in the family was seriously ill, and Xiao Lun's father waited for the old man in the hospital. After listening, my heart was a little heavier, I think this made the family that was not rich even worse, but Xiao Lun's mother told me that this year is not too cold, there are many vehicles going home for the New Year, there are many car washes, Xiao Lun's learning has improved, she feels very satisfied, and she said that she showed a smile. Looking at Xiao Lun's mother, I understood the source of Xiao Lun's optimism and happiness.

Another car wash guest came, and we hurriedly got up to say goodbye. I touched Xiao Lun's head and told him to study hard. Riding on the electric car, I looked back and saw the mother and son duo who were busy again, in the cold wind, their faces were full of happy smiles. My heart is infinitely emotional, there are thousands of children like Xiao Lun, they live a hard life, but they have never given up the struggle, they live in poverty, but still feel happy, they use their hands to fight for their own happiness. Each of us is struggling for our own happiness, and on this cold winter day, I clearly see the spring full of life!