Watch over the mountains Watch over the warmth

◎ Wang Hui

The school I teach for is located in the mountains at the junction of Weifang, Zibo and Linyi. The word "left behind" is not unfamiliar to me, it expresses the regret and helplessness of a family that cannot be reunited, and it also means that children cannot get complete family love and family education.

Winters in the mountains are exceptionally cold, and "the high ground is not cold" is proven here. I remember last winter, there was no heating or air conditioning in the classroom, and the only way to heat it was a small stove. The children kept rubbing their frozen little hands, stomping on the little feet that were not wrapped in thick cotton shoes from time to time, the older children's faces hung with stubbornness in the face of the cold, and the children's faces hung with disobedient "slugs".

This winter is the first "warm winter" ushered in by teachers and children. Before the arrival of the Lidong Festival, Mei Jie, who works in Jinan, prepared a down jacket for each child, the girl was a festive and colorful red, and the boy was a deep and handsome black. When the down jacket was sent to school, Sister Mei could not come to school due to busy work, and when I passed on the excitement and joy of the children putting on new clothes to Sister Mei through photos and videos, I felt her joy and relief from the heart. I was told to convey to the children that the zipper of the down jacket is double-ended, and it is more convenient to pull the zipper on the lower side when playing and running. Such meticulous, motherly thoughtfulness and care can't help but be moving.

Not only that, under the sponsorship of the caring unit, an air conditioner has been installed in each classroom of the school, and the children no longer have to rub the frozen little hands during class. This made the children cheer and cheer, and the hearts of each teacher were filled with gratitude and joy.

The snow floats in the clouds, and the snow is still there. When the snow is coming, how can my little cuties have less of this sense of ceremony? As a teacher, big sister and friend of the children, the day before the arrival of the snow festival, I brought different gifts for the children from home, and the children were free to choose. Girls scrambled to pick up their clothes and draw them on themselves, it seemed that it was every girl's nature to love beauty. Some of the boys chose school supplies, some chose funny socks. Looking at their happy looks, I feel that I am the one who has gained the most. I not only want to witness the healthy growth of their bodies and minds, but also hope to warm their childhood life with companionship.

After lunch, I would play eagle catching chickens, throwing handkerchiefs and other games with the children on the playground, and the children's laughter was pure and clear, echoing throughout the campus.

The little girl's hair grew long, the bangs began to cover her eyes, and she was always seen in class to pluck her hair, so I became "Tony Teacher" and immediately went online. Cut well and happy, the children have one more thing to show off to other children.

With the children, there are always endless words, and when it comes to parents, their incessant little mouths begin to become silent. I know that this silence hides their more or less loss and sadness.

One girl said plainly, with a smile, "My mom and dad are divorced." This made me stunned, and I didn't know what to say for a while. Because in my eyes, Shen Jiaqi is not only smart and clever, good academic performance, but also cheerful, and never afraid to perform textbook dramas in English classes with peers, how can it be...

I asked softly, "So are you following Mommy or Daddy now?"

She shook her head and said, "I don't know, they're all outside."

"Are your grandparents taking care of you now?" How often do I see Mom and Dad?" I asked tentatively. Just then, I clearly saw an extra layer of moist light in her eyes. She nodded and continued to whisper, "Dad hasn't been back for a year, Mom, I haven't seen her in years."

I quickly took her hand and took her in my arms, "Okay, it's okay, there's me, tell me what you want later."

"Teacher, the pair of fleece socks and clothes you gave me last time, I am reluctant to wear them, I want to keep them for the New Year."

"Don't be reluctant or wait for the day, you like it, wear it if you like it, and tell me what you need later." I said quickly.

I suddenly remembered that when I helped her put her clothes into her school bag that day, I found that the zipper of her school bag was broken. oh! She was in need of a new school bag.

After walking back to the classroom with her, I walked back to the playground alone, looked at the high and low hills outside the campus wall, and stopped unconsciously. There are many children like this on this campus. In the children's clear and simple eyes, I saw the hardships of life in the mountains, and saw their visions and dreams, which may be simple or distant. But with the care of the government, the attention of society, and the dedication of countless caring people, children will be getting closer and closer to their dreams.

As a primary school teacher in a mountain village, I will work with my children to guard my original intention and chase my dreams.

【Source: Weifang Daily】