Today, I listened to a story that shocked me, "My son is a genius who is not understood by the world."
The protagonist of the story, Jiang Jiang, was born with a golden key, his father was a government official, and his mother was a professor at the university. Logically, coming from such an excellent family, the child must also be very good. However, Jiang Jiang did not inherit the excellent genes of his parents at all. He was a typical scumbag, a mischievous child, a child who gave the teacher a headache.
When he was two and a half years old, when the other children were memorizing a lot of ancient poems and counting a lot, he couldn't even count 1 to 10, and in the kindergarten, he either injured the child or destroyed the school facilities, changed many kindergartens, and the longest stayed for 10 days.
Dad was very angry and no longer let Jiang Jiang go to kindergarten, but mom said that it was impossible for him to stay at home for a lifetime, and he had to contact society and understand society. In this way, he came to a kindergarten again, one day, he spilled a bubble of urine in the children's rice bowl, his mother was out on a business trip, the father who heard the news rushed to punch and kick him, and also took him home, tied to the living room, Jiang Jiang cried and made trouble, seized an opportunity, smashed the TV at home, the books in the study and some important documents, burned, and alarmed the firefighters.
Dad despaired of Jiang Jiang, felt that he had lost his father's face, and directly sent Jiang Jiang to a mental hospital. A month later, her mother came back, and the first thing she did was divorce her father and take Jiang Jiang out.
When he was in elementary school, many teachers did not want Jiang Jiang, and later Teacher Wei, who was still his mother, accepted him. He made a promise to his mother not to use violence against his classmates, but the school's facilities suffered. One day, Teacher Wei took Jiang Jiang to a classroom and said to him, "Here are all the wounded you have injured, so come and help them heal." ”
Jiang Jiang likes to do this kind of life-saving and injured thing. He bought screwdrivers, pliers, welding, batteries, etc., and then freely combined the parts in front of him, and these broken copper and rotten iron came alive under my hands. Soon, a small car and a small airplane with different wings and lengths were born.
Gradually, the classmates began to treat him differently, the classmates began to like to get along with him, and Jiang Jiang also taught the students how to use these tools. He also helped his mother modify the remote control of the lamp, and the mother said to him with tears: "My son is a genius." ”
After graduating from primary school, Teacher Wei told him that the special classroom was actually rented for him by his mother so that he could have an outlet, but he did not expect to cultivate his hands-on ability.
When he was about to graduate from junior high school, Jiang Jiang's grades were very poor, he could not get into any high school at all, he felt that he was very humiliated, and locked himself at home for four days. Half a month later, my mother asked Jiang Jiang to make a choice question: A, go to a middle school, the best high school in the city. B. Go to vocational high school for automobile repair. C. If you are not satisfied, your mother respects your choice.
Jiang Jiang chose B, and he said to his mother: "I know you will use all your connections to let me go to the first middle school, but I prefer car repair, and I still have to fail you again." And the mother said: "Silly child, you are too small to look at your mother, going to vocational high school is to amplify your strengths, and going to one middle school is to manage your shortcomings." Mom is also a university professor, and this bit of brain is still there. ”
In this way, Jiang Jiang went to vocational high school, learned car repair, and said in the words of some uncles and aunts in the hospital: he will be a grandson of the car for a lifetime in the future.
Jiang Jiang's family lives in the family home of the Polytechnic University, and the children in the hospital either go abroad, or study for a doctorate, and even if they are poor, they are graduate students, and Jiang Jiang has become the negative teaching material in the hospital.
However, his mother did not dislike him, and if she knew whose car had a problem, she would let Jiang Jiang take the initiative to help repair it.
Jiang Jiang gradually entered a better state, and before graduation, he was called a "car prodigy", specializing in "treating" various difficult diseases of automobiles. As soon as he graduated, Jiang Jiang opened an auto repair shop by himself, although it only provided services for cars worth more than one million, but it was still in the market. Although Jiang Jiang is covered in oil every day, he no longer seeks perfection and is pointed out by others.
After reading this story, as a parent, how will you feel?
Children cannot choose their own parents, and so can parents choose their own children. Some children are born to be bully, they are very sensible, and some children, no matter how their parents teach and how teachers teach, they just can't learn, their grades are not good, and they are still causing trouble everywhere.
If there are parents on such a child, it is really miserable, every day for the child's achievements, anxiety, sigh! Tutoring children with homework and educating children is the hardest job in the world.
But no matter what the child is, as a parent, you can't give up your child, everyone in the world can give up your child, only your parents can't, and your parents are the only people your child can rely on in this world.
There is a Turkish proverb: "God has prepared a low branch for every stupid bird." "As a parent, the child is a stupid bird, then you are the one who sends the short branches to the child."
What is education?
I think education is about unlocking people's potential and shaping people who are creative and thoughtful.
Every child is an angel, has its own talent, please do not blindly blame the child, give the child more understanding, learn to accept their children, to discover the strengths of the child, to operate with heart, to cultivate, I believe that one day, your child will grow into a tree in the sky, and achieve impressive results.
The highest state of raising a child is: waiting for the flowers to bloom. Every child is a flower, but the flowering period is different, and raising children is like walking with a snail, slowing down to teach excellent children.