through those heavy years

Although this matter has been resolved, the reputation of the school will inevitably be implicated.The foundation of the school for decades can also be said to be destroyed.Afterwards, many parents thought that it was wrong for principals to be greedy for money, but even less so for teachers to strike and suspend classes.As teachers, they are obliged to educate students well no matter what the injustice is.How can they put the cart before the horse for the benefit of money, ignore the importance, neglect their duty, and lose their professional ethics and ethics.Shouldn't a group of teachers be a moral benchmark and a model of behavior, a noble group beyond the existence of ordinary farmers?How can you do selfish things that damage the image of others, such as strikes and riots.

Therefore, many parents of students feel that such a group of teachers cannot teach good students.Do they want their children to learn to ignore their duties and strike and make trouble for the sake of bonus points in the future?This is already imperfect and a failure in the essence of being a human being.Therefore, after realizing it, most parents, regardless of whether they have money or not, and regardless of whether their children have been admitted to key high schools or not, they send their children to the provincial capital to the best of their ability. If it is really not possible to go to a key high school, they have to be sent to the next town to study.Although the town next door may be farther away from the provincial capital, they think it's worth it for peace of mind.

Now there is a new principal, who is said to be a very decent person.On the first day when he came to work in the school, after learning about the situation, he immediately declared that he would devote his life to revitalizing the style of the middle school in the town, and even improve on the basis of the past.In order to show his determination, he even wrote a big notice himself, and posted it in crowded places on the streets of the town for the townspeople to supervise, guide and criticize.His words are sonorous and powerful, and his words are sincere and moving.This move can be said to have fired the first shot.Some townspeople have threatened that the new principal is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and that the town high school has ushered in new hope!

The high school and the junior high school are two schools in this town, very close to each other, but I don't know why they are separated instead of integrated.It is said that it is for the convenience of management, and to prevent the upper grades from cheating on the lower grades due to differences in knowledge and age.As for why it is easy to cheat, what to cheat, there must be countless examples and bloody history.You must know that all weird phenomena have their root causes.

On the day I signed up for the town high school, although there were not as many students as the junior high school, there were forty or fifty people in each classroom.It is also a strange phenomenon that I can squeeze into these forty or fifty students and become an ordinary high school student.How weird the phenomenon is is for the masses to evaluate.As for the fact that I went to high school, the villagers and uncles and aunts set off an upsurge of surprise and exclamation.According to their logical thinking, they must be dead. As soon as I graduated from junior high school, a miserable person like Luo Feng would choose to go out to work, farm at home and other unpromising ways.After all, my family's economic conditions do not allow me to embark on this broad morality of learning.However, it happened that I was on the way. In front of many students whose families were well-off and couldn't bear the boring three-year high school career, I was far ahead of them academically.My tuition fee is the money I sell pigs.I took it as a matter of course.

How proud I am, this is a proof, a success.Moreover, what I am famous for is not my willful actions, what they are talking about is another story about my strength.At the same time, I also realized that pigs are more valuable than family affection.

My grandma was also relieved and relieved that I was able to go to high school.Although she didn't have to worry about tuition fees, she was somewhat panicked at that time.She was afraid that her stubborn grandson would fall in love with raising pigs and drop out of school to go home.Raising pigs was not a serious thing at that time, because at that time they had no specific concept to recognize the difference between raising a pig and raising a group of pigs.

Ever since grandma found out that I often skipped classes in school, she treated me indifferently and was always unwilling to pay more attention to me.Now that I am in high school, she is willing to speak a few words to me.She said: "Cub, if you are in high school, don't skip classes. Grandma will earn the tuition fees, so you don't have to worry about it."

I replied to my grandma: "I didn't skip class because of tuition fees. High school knowledge is more difficult to learn than junior high school knowledge. I can't read. I can't sit still in the classroom. I am so upset that I might as well skip class and go out to work." Something practical."

Grandma knew that I was perfunctory her, and tremblingly said: "You just read it carefully, grandma, please!"

beg me!Grandma didn't know how much meaning these words had in my heart.But I remained indifferent and made no representations.Because anyway, the road to study is too long, and I can't let her have hope.

One day by accident.I also heard my grandma say to the photos of my parents: "Blame me, blame me. He is incompetent, half-dead, and always implicates Xiaodong. If it wasn't for me, Xiaodong wouldn't always lie to the teacher and skip class to go out." It's also my fault that I didn't have strict discipline since I was a child, so I indulged his temper, and his academic performance was not good, and he failed to pass the key high school."

I stood inside the door, looking at grandma sadly, with dry eyes.Grandma thought it was her own fault, but in fact it was me who was the grandson, and I was always ashamed of her.

As the days passed, Grandma's and mine progressed steadily, each acquiescing to their own ways.It's just that I find more and more that grandma, like me, spends less and less time at home.

One day I couldn't help but ask her, "Why do you always go out when your legs are bad?"

Her eyes were a little dodgy, her expression was unnatural, she looked at the ground, and replied casually: "I found a piecework job in a small factory in the town, wearing small light bulbs. It's easy to sit and do the job."

I said "oh", seeing that she was a little abnormal, but I couldn't guess what, so I could only ask, "Are those eyes good?"

She said it worked fine.I didn't ask any more questions.On the contrary, she used my study to block me and ask me!

"Your academic performance has dropped again!"

I am silent.For a long time, she didn't ask too many questions.We're used to confrontations like this.

High school life does have its extraordinary taste.There are endless seas of questions and countless exams.The students in the classroom were working hard, and it was always dark at first glance, rendering a gloomy and depressing atmosphere.

I am still different.The nature of life is like that of junior high school, taking leave to skip classes and not going to evening self-study, unruly and self-willed.

The classmates in the class couldn't understand it at all.The time for class is less than the time for taking leave and skipping classes, and the academic performance can be stable at the middle and upper levels. I don’t know how many times I have discussed it in private (someone’s grades are a topic that high school students never tire of, youth is the stage of high school students’ fantasy, So they are especially willing to pay attention to a class of weird people with very different personalities at such a sensitive age).Once the class leader came to talk to me, and he opened his mouth and said, you come to class and leave whenever you want, ignoring school laws and regulations, disrupting classroom discipline, affecting class honor, causing people to be unstable, and failing to set a good example.I hope you will listen to me, don’t be like this in the future, and you must abide by your duty as a student from now on, and create a positive atmosphere for everyone.You know, when everyone sits together, it is a collective, and the collective advances and retreats, shares weal and woe, and it is impossible to act independently.

I heard him babble like an endorsement.Turning a deaf ear to pick up a pen to study their own math problems.The whole class was looking at him and me.Let's see if the monitor of this class can create some strange sparks with the unpopular students of the class to adjust their boring study time.

He said hey, hey, hey, I'm talking to you, I'm talking to you, I'm talking to you, and he kept repeating it.

Forced and helpless, I raised my head and said, "I thought someone was farting!"

Suddenly the classroom burst into laughter.The squad leader is a tall, dark boy who is the most self-disciplined and strict in the class.At this time, his face was swept away, and his face turned purple.Pointing to me, he said, "Respecting a person is the most basic courtesy. Is it really okay for you to do this? You will be punished." Then he returned to his seat in a sly manner.

I just think it's funny, I really think of myself as a cadre, speaking with airs, one set of one set.I want to say, hold back if you don't like it, it's really unnecessary and unqualified to make irresponsible remarks, preaching to others, is it fun?

The squad leader told the class teacher the conversation with me this time, and the head teacher in high school was completely different from the head teacher in my junior high school.He was just a subject teacher before, but was later promoted by the newly appointed principal to be the head teacher of the first class.He has the tyrannical and self-righteous and serious character of some teachers that I have always disliked.He was a middle-aged bald man with a long face and an orangutan look when angry.He felt that being a head teacher was a great official, and he was in charge of forty or fifty sixteen or seventeen-year-old people, and he was very dignified.Whenever he is free, he likes to stand at the door of the classroom and scan every corner with sharp eyes.When he felt the nervous and fearful expressions from the students, he would feel a smug sense of satisfaction in his heart.

I naturally bumped into walls everywhere in front of him.Ask him for leave, he never approves.No matter how sad the reason is, how sincere the expression is.He can do it unmoved.

A few days after school started, there was nothing I could do, so I could only skip class bravely and fearlessly.The classmates expressed their deep appreciation and sympathy for my feat.

Skipping class and going out to work as usual.This kind of work is still new to me.I really enjoy the fun of catching fish and hunting and the satisfaction of harvest.Whenever I come to a deep mountain stream, my heart is filled with the joy of enjoying freedom.For this happiness, I want me not to skip class, not even a crack in the door.