Wuhan delegation

A trip to Wuhan

A grain of text/dust

When I went to Wuhan and came back from Wuhan, I always felt that this trip should be recorded in words. It seems that I should write something, but I don’t know what to write. I just feel that my heart is getting heavier and heavier...

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On the afternoon of September 19, 2017, I wrote a I asked for leave, arranged the class affairs, and hurried to my sister's house to prepare for catching the train tomorrow morning. After dinner, I checked the detailed route from Hankou Railway Station to Kairui International Hotel on the high-speed rail, and took screenshots to save all transportation methods to the destination. After reading for a while, I fell asleep.

When I woke up at four in the morning, I looked at my phone and saw that there was still 47% of the battery left, so I charged it. When I came back from going to the bathroom, I checked how much power my phone had charged, but it couldn't be turned on anymore. I unplugged the charger and the screen went black. I plugged the charger in and the screen went black. I turned the phone on and the screen was still black. I turned the phone off and the screen was still black. No matter what I do, it's just like the color of the night - black to the end! I'm anxious.

"Sister, sister, my phone is broken!"

The sleepy sister said "Well, what's the matter?"

"My phone is broken. The screen is always black!"

The second sister came over and held down the keys, but nothing could be done about it. The second brother was also woken up by his sister's shout. The three of us were holding mobile phones one by one, but it still greeted us with a "black face". If there is no other way, then I won’t use my phone. I held my sister’s cell phone and checked the transportation from Hankou Railway Station to Kairui International Hotel on the high-speed rail. I found the location of “Transportation Line 2”, “Optics Valley Plaza”, “Minzu Avenue”, “Road 732” and “Hidden Dragon Avenue”. A location was recorded, and while I was copying down a mode of transportation, "Then you can take mine," my sister said. I don’t think it’s appropriate, after all, no one can do without their mobile phones nowadays. "You take mine first. I'll use the baby's for the past two days and fix it when you come back." My sister insisted that I hold it. I was a little hesitant, but I still felt it was more convenient to hold the phone.

Time flies so fast, it’s almost six o’clock before I know it. I washed myself, brushed my hair, and hurried to the train station at six o'clock with my sister's cell phone in hand. Before I went out, my sister said to me, "Don't be anxious, good things come only in time."

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As soon as I arrived at the train station, I sent a WeChat message to my teacher Pan Wei, who was traveling with me, "I'm in the waiting room." Are you here?" As soon as the message was clicked, he stood in front of me. Teacher Pan is the principal of Liulian Primary School in Xinjizi Town, Yingshang County. His school is only separated from my school by a river. Unexpectedly, two people with only a piece of clothing met in Wuhan.

By train, subway, or bus, we arrived safely at the door of the Wuhan High-Speed ??Railway Kairui International Hotel at around three o'clock in the afternoon on the 20th, met with the staff of the foundation, and went through the check-in procedures. After entering the hotel, I took a shower and fell asleep. Around five o'clock, I was woken up by the doorbell of my roommate, teacher Zhu Chenglin. We introduced each other. He is from Susong, Anhui. He is a teacher who is responsible for audio-visual education in the town and is also the youngest senior teacher in Susong County. At six o'clock, we went down to have dinner together. We had Principal Xiang Zongyi from Lishui, Zhejiang Province, known as the most beautiful terraced fields. He is the "founder" of my country's "One Piece of Meat Project" and has been rated as "the most beautiful countryside" by the country for 13 years. "Teacher" Liu Xicong, as well as Long Jiujin, a barefoot doctor and private teacher from Fenghuang Ancient City, Hunan, and Xiang Hongjia, a special teacher, who compiled 33 boxes of information on professional titles alone. I listened to their stories quietly and admired their height in my heart.

After dinner, the organizer held a brief meeting with all participating teachers to arrange the activities for the next day and a half. The whole day on the 21st was devoted to each teacher's personal life cycle, and the half day in the morning of the 21st was spent on teamwork demonstrations.

After the meeting, Principal Pan, Teacher Zhu and I walked together to the lake in front of the hotel. Principal Pan and Teacher Zhu exchanged information about each other's schools and hometowns, and I also interrupted every sentence. The lights in the distance kept beating in the water, and the gusts of wind mixed with the smell of grass and earth passed through the shoulders.

I like this feeling, there are lakes and water and people walking with me. It was already past eight o'clock when I returned to the hotel. I liked the retro desk lamp in the hotel so much that I couldn't help but ask Teacher Zhu to take a photo for me while I was reading under the lamp. After Teacher Zhu fell asleep at night, I turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only this lamp, a book, a pen, and me. It seemed like I was back in my dormitory, but the light of this lamp was So soft, so warm. After I finished reading, before I got up to go to bed, I took pictures of this lamp again and again with my mobile phone. Just a few days ago, I was asking, "Is the light in your room on? Where's the light in your heart?" Just as I wrote that night, "If the heart is bright, the world will be bright." I like the "nonsense" that pops up in my mind, and I will record my morning words, my occasional babble during the day, and my thoughts at night. There are reflections, practices, self-deprecation, sarcasm, helplessness, construction, and true feelings. , some pointed at mulberry trees and cursed at sophora trees... They all spoke of my heart and suffering.

It was approaching 24:00, and I was once again lying on a bed priced at 888 yuan. It was too soft, and I couldn’t fall asleep because I had been “falling asleep in bed” all my life. Teacher Zhu didn't seem to be asleep either. He was tossing and turning on the bed. Since I couldn't sleep, I thought about what I was going to tell about the "Rings of Life" tomorrow. I wanted to convey as much as possible my hard work in the classroom over the past three years in my eight-minute self-narration. As I was thinking about it, I didn't know when I fell asleep.

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At four or five o'clock in the morning on the 21st, Teacher Zhu woke up and watched TV, and I woke up too. After playing with my phone for a while, I went to take a shower to wake up my body. After I finished washing, Teacher Zhu also got up.

At around six o'clock, Teacher Zhu went out to practice with the manuscript. I continued to read yesterday's book "The Disappearance of Childhood" alone in the hotel, accompanied by the retro desk lamp. Teacher Zhu came back around seven o'clock, and more than ten minutes later we went down to have breakfast together.

A little after eight o'clock, the second group of our Wuhan venue was already full of teachers. The organizer issued a name tag, and I solemnly tore off the word "Wu Pei" and carefully pasted it on my left chest. When the host said "Start from Anhui Province first", I was confused! We thought that Anhui Province would be in the middle of the entire Wuhan market. We all thought it would be at the end of noon and at the beginning of the afternoon. No one expected that it would be the first one in the morning! Teacher Tao from Hefei Changfeng is full of honors. She is No. 23 and the first to play. I took another look at my left chest. On the 24th, I was the second one. What comes to my mind is that when I was studying in school, I liked to eat 2 steamed buns on the 2nd floor of the 2nd cafeteria and read books on the 2nd floor of Bowen Building or the 2nd floor of the library. Now that I am playing for the second time, I actually feel a subtle feeling in my heart. Feel.

Since Teacher Tao was the first person to share, I took a pen and notebook and listened and recorded carefully. Before I came to Wuhan, I had made up my mind to study hard, and prepared in advance the book that Daxia Bookstore used to help teachers grow professionally last year. After having a meal with everyone yesterday, I became more determined in my attitude towards learning. The teacher’s classic words cleansed my heart and shocked my heart.

Teacher Liu Yigui from Anhui said that education can save others and save oneself.

Teacher Pan Wei from Anhui said that there are scenery everywhere along the way.

Teacher Huang Xiangming from Fujian said that reading a book is not enough to educate students.

Liang Wenfeng from Fujian met his mentors along the way, and each of those teachers was his hero. So he said at the end, "Become a hero in the eyes of students." When he was talking, the teachers who had taught me also came to mind one by one. My signature sentence "Every time I think about the cultivation of my teacher, I feel terrified." "It's not enough to worry about the way to live." It's also in my ears.

Teacher Xie Lanzhen from Fujian said that the best way is to start with yourself. I not only wrote down this sentence of his, but also drew a line under it, because everything I do starts from myself. Of course, what I did was not one hundredth or ten millionth of what he did. I'm so excited to meet such a "writer".

Teacher Hu Tianyong from Guangdong said that science classes in rural primary schools cannot be guaranteed, only where I am can guarantee it. Teacher Hu made his own teaching aids. When he was alone in the laboratory, he felt no hunger or tiredness, only love.

The energy conversion machine he demonstrated live won applause from the judges and teachers.

Teacher Liang Huina from Guangdong said that as a rural teacher, is it enough to just teach students knowledge? As students' abilities and grades improve, will their happiness improve? These question marks are knocking on every teacher’s heart. Teacher Liang has already won the special prize of the National People’s Education Cup in classroom teaching, edited and published books. She said that her future research direction will be on students’ psychology, and she should be a meter of sunshine in students’ hearts.

Teacher Xie Ping from Guangdong said, be a warm leader. I like the word "temperature" very much, and I was melted by these two words at that time.

Li Bangcai from Hainan said that it is best when everyone grows up. In my impression, Teacher Li is so humble and has repeatedly said "needs improvement" several times, even though he already runs a studio by himself. Teacher Li said that he had "a lot of confusion", and perhaps it was this "a lot of confusion" that helped him grow. And Teacher Li’s sense of humor in class made the whole audience laugh. During the tea break, Teacher Li and I held hands tightly together, asked him for advice on "Happy Composition", and shared with him the sweat-soaked moments in class.

Teacher Jiang Lingfeng from Zhejiang said that I am the happiest because I am engaged in the most beautiful career in the world.

Teacher Zhu Lifeng from Zhejiang Province, his ideal is to influence more teachers to provide more appropriate education. "Proper education" is an education that sounds desirable. However, it is really difficult to grasp how the word "appropriate" occurs, develops and ends. I like Teacher Zhu very much. He is just like his name, and his words are even more so. He is full of speculation and independent thinking. This spirit always shines brightly. I am very much looking forward to the opportunity to learn the "landscape and pastoral education" of their school. His words, "Nature can bring us infinite energy." "Giving the resources around us the value of education." "What we fear most is the children. No problem." are enough to discover and practice.

Teacher Zhang Shikai from Zhejiang, a teacher who was rated as a senior teacher three years after joining the job and has been working for seven years now, said, "The Internet is the best master." I feel the same way, and I am also I received sincere help and growth from the virtual network. I will also continue to follow in the footsteps of “internet giants” and walk my own path.

I like Teacher Zhou Chunwei from Zhejiang. She has stayed in the countryside for more than 30 years, published prose, poetry, and books... I think that if I have the opportunity, I will pick up Teacher Zhou's poetry collection, feel the melody of her words, and pay tribute to her. Close with a poetic heart and a sincere heart.

Listening to the teachers’ narration of the day, I wrote, thought, and was moved. I couldn't help but post a sigh of relief, "I'm here to listen to the teachers telling stories. I'm here to tell the story of a group of ants!" Every teacher has a story of his own. I truly feel that every teacher is a legend!

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On the 22nd, half the morning was devoted to team activities. The teachers were freed from the unfamiliar environment they had played yesterday. A foolproof process allowed everyone to become children and enjoy the joy of the game.

The most foolproof thing is to use the props provided by the organizer to ensure that the eggs will not break. Our team simply wrapped the straw around the egg, and used four spoons to place the egg in the groove. The balloon and the spoons were connected with wooden sticks. I first suggested placing the scissors at the bottom and using transparent glue to leave a short gap between the scissors and the "wrapped" egg. In this way, the scissors land first, the inertia of the egg landing will be reduced, and the force of hitting the ground will also be buffered. This opinion was not adopted, so I made a second suggestion. Glue the roll of transparent glue to the bottom that has been wrapped with a spoon, so that the roll of transparent glue touches the ground first and the eggs can be well protected. The second opinion was not adopted, so I pushed the egg wrapped in the spoon upwards, and the distance between the mouth of the spoon and the egg became larger.

Teacher Pan from our group stood on a chair and raised the eggs high above his head. I kept staring at the egg, and I only heard a snap. Some teachers said the egg broke, and some said it didn't. The egg white on the ground was dropped by other groups before. The host asked the staff to check.

In the speech of other groups, an old man mentioned "invite the suona group to organize weddings and funerals". I coincided with his, which made me very satisfied.

The fifth question is about what left-behind children lack. This topic was led by Teacher Zhu. He was obviously a little nervous and his right hand was shaking when he wrote. The teachers took turns to speak, and I only mentioned one thing: "Rural children lack communication. What rural children lack is communication with their families, and what they lack is the murmuring care of their elders. This is because parents make more cold demands and scolds towards their children." Whether they are left-behind children or non-left-behind children, whether they are parents who go out to work or grandparents who stay at home, it seems that we all lack a kind of love ability. Loving and being loved are both abilities.

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After a quick lunch, I rushed from the Kairui International Hotel to Hankou Railway Station with Teacher Liu and Teacher Pan. In the taxi, I carefully took off my name tag and solemnly affixed it to the final evaluation notice printed when I arrived.

Where we came from and where we are going back...

Postscript

This trip to Wuhan left me with a lot of feelings. I got to know a group of people, which made me feel less lonely, and made me feel the power of education in China!

Personally, my only regret is that when I was talking about the rings of life, I couldn’t recite the entire song "Untitled - Reporting to the Unit Tomorrow" that I wrote the night before going to work:

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Lie down and listen to the autumn rain falling,

Look up and watch the clouds move.

This life is like a duckweed,

Let the water flow in the east.

Now we are separated,

We have been working as cultivators for a long time.

In the past, I was loved by others,

Now I am learning to love others.

Don’t let the fields be barren,

Great love grows all things.

This is the place where we first set out and where we have always lived.

September 24, 2017? 07:41