I am a primitive

They couldn't bear to look away from these wonderful stories, let alone close the books in their hands.

Han Cheng, who was also sitting in the big tile-roofed house of Qingque, couldn't help sniffing when he saw the children holding their textbooks as if they had discovered a treasure.

I remember when I was in preschool and received a book with the smell of ink for the first time, although the reaction was not as good as those of the children in the tribe, my heart was also full of joy and excitement, and I was reluctant to get it dirty. Want to know what is written on it.

Of course, later on, things like tearing off some book paper to make origami airplanes and folding corners cannot be mentioned.

I just don't know if these children in the tribe will be like when I was a child.

Thinking of the good deeds he had done in the past, God Son Han quickly made a decision to discount the legs of any guy who dared to tear up the book.

Who said that if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked?

Moreover, no one in the tribe would know such a glorious history as long as he did not tell it himself.

In the minds of everyone in the tribe, he will still maintain an extremely stalwart image.

Although there were a lot of people in the big tiled building of blue bricks, it was packed to the brim, but it was surprisingly quiet, only the sound of stones echoed as they stood on the podium, holding textbooks in both hands, and reading to everyone.

The rest of the people listened attentively to Shitou's reading, and were completely absorbed by the wonderful story "Little Donkey Crossing the River". They were immersed in this brand new and particularly attractive story.

Not only the children in the tribe, but also some adults in the tribe who, like Han Cheng, listened in the classroom, or at the door and window of the classroom, listened very carefully.

Han Cheng looked at everyone's reaction and was full of satisfaction.

This shows that my adaptation of this text is still very successful.

After a while, Shitou finished reading the text. He transferred the textbook to his left hand, took out a piece of chalk from the chalk box made of bamboo tube, turned around and wrote "" The words "Little Donkey Crossing the River".

And write down '一、' below, and start writing the new words that have been summarized.

This blackboard was made by Lame and the others out of wooden boards. After smoothing the surface with a plane, they painted it with ink several times.

As for chalk, it is made by soaking lime in water, putting it into a round mold, and drying it.

Although it is not as easy to use as the blackboard and chalk of the later generations, it can still make do with it, at least it is much easier to use than the sand table.

Not to mention that the words written on the sand table are not clear enough, the most important thing is that they cannot be erected, only a few people around can see them.

Unlike the blackboard hanging on the wall, the words written on it can be seen by everyone in the room.

And the blackboard is big enough to write a lot of content at one time.

Not only the big blackboard hanging on the wall, but the children in the tribe now basically have a small double-sided blackboard, on which they can write clear words.

You can also lift up the small blackboard in your hand according to the teacher's request, so that the teacher standing on the podium can see if the writing is correct.

The blackboard dyed with ink will stain your hands at first, but after writing with chalk a few times, it will gradually get better.

Following the writing of the stone, the room fell into a sudden silence.

After Shishi wrote two words, he realized that this was not good, and he quickly found a way to deal with it from the training given to him by the Son of God before the class.

He paused writing, quickly scanned the room with his eyes, and then pointed out an older minor who already knew and could write a lot of characters, and asked him to stand up and read "Little Donkey" for everyone. "Crossing the River", so that these people are more familiar with the text.

And he, amidst the child's stammering voice, continued to write new words on the blackboard...

Han Cheng, on the other hand, sat there without saying a word, quietly watching what happened in the classroom, just like the teacher organized by the school to attend the class.

After a unique class, the children in the tribe were extremely excited.

Many seemed reluctant.

Many people even pestered the literate people to write the rest of the stories for them.

Not only the children, but the stone who used this method for teaching for the first time also seemed excited.

After the teaching, he came to Han Cheng and humbly asked Han Cheng, the Son of God, for advice.

Han Cheng combined his experience gained from being taught for more than ten years, and made some comments on Shitou's performance in class.

First of all, Shitou's teaching was praised as a whole.

Then find out the specific and good performance, and praise it.

After hearing Shitou very happy, he began to point out some shortcomings and give some suggestions for improvement.

"You can't always hear about me, you have to think about this matter yourself, think about it a lot, and see what shortcomings you have in teaching, and where you need to improve.

Figure out a way to improve it yourself.

It should be more based on the actual situation of the tribe..."

After commenting on the stone, Han Cheng said to the stone with a smile.

He's telling the truth.

Teaching seems to be very simple, you only need to move your mouth. In fact, this is a very challenging thing. There are many aspects that require people to pay attention to and explore.

Different people have different teaching styles.

For this matter, he can only give a general opinion. As for the rest, Stone needs to explore and improve continuously based on the actual situation of these children in the tribe and his own situation.

Shitou nodded vigorously, then took the textbook to the office next door to study.

This is the most formal class ever given by the Qingque Tribe.

On the whole, it is still very successful, but there are many things to pay attention to.

The biggest problem is that the children who go to school together are of different ages and degrees.

Things like speaking and writing have been taught in the tribe one after another, but it is not as systematic and formal as it is now.

But there are still many people who have learned a lot through the previous extensive method.

Nowadays, if so many children are gathered together for teaching at once, the problem will come out all at once.

Some people can basically read through the text, but some children don't even know a few words.

In addition to this, there is another big problem. There are too many children in class together, and one teacher can't take care of them at all.

Even if these children in the tribe are very obedient, it won't work.

Han Cheng is no stranger to the solution to this problem, and he can take it at hand, that is, to teach these children in grades and classes according to their respective levels.

In this way, these problems can be perfectly solved.

But in doing so, new problems arise.