Chapter Nineteen Old Students
After lunch, Lin Ping looked at Ma Zhongguo and thought for a while and asked, "Teacher Ma, why do these students have such poor English?"
Teacher Ma, who was gnawing the noodles, paused, picked up the bowl and drank a sip of porridge, and said, "My fault, they don't like to learn English, and I don't like to teach. I... My English level is really poor."
"Then the primary school students on your side are not able to study English well now, right?" Lin Ping asked with concern.
"Yes, I was just about to discuss with you. You should also teach these children who are studying in elementary school to learn English. Oh, I am really powerless..." Ma Zhongguo put down his job and looked at Lin Ping.
"Well, I think so too. I happened to be teaching Liu Weiguo and others the most basic letters and phonetic symbols recently. In the future, when taking English classes, let a few elementary school students over there come and listen to the class together." Lin Ping said. When he was teaching the phonetic symbols for the five junior high school students this morning, he thought that one was also taught, and two were taught, so it would be better to teach Liu Dazhu and the others together.
Language learning should be started from childhood, the younger the better. Children are like a piece of paper. Their language habits and language thinking have not yet been formed, and it is easier to adapt to bilingualism with strong acceptance.
People's sensitivity and talent for language will gradually deteriorate with age. Learning English from elementary school is definitely better than learning English from junior high school, and the gap is very obvious, which is beyond doubt. Liu Weiguo and his team are just starting to receive good English education now, and it is actually three years later, and Lin Ping does not want Liu Dazhu and his team to face this embarrassing situation.
"This is the best." Ma Zhongguo said with relief. English teaching has always been a stone in his heart.
"By the way, Teacher Ma, have you never learned English before?" Lin Ping asked curiously. If Ma Zhongguo has a junior high school English level, it should not make the English level of several children so poor.
"Oh, it's hard to say." Ma Zhongguo shook his head and began to say, "When I was young, the country did not learn English. At that time, I learned from the Soviet Union, and foreign language learning was mainly Russian. Later, I advocated that everyone learn English..."
Ma Zhongguo picked up his rice bowl and used chopsticks to push the rice grains from the rice bowl into his mouth, and continued, "There are few children in this school, so he did not send new English teachers. I have always been the ones who have taught here. Many of their English are taught by college students who came here to teach. After the college students who taught, the English courses were basically put aside."
Lin Ping nodded after hearing this: "Oh, no matter what, over the years, the children in Kushan Mountain Area have suffered thanks to Teacher Ma, Teacher Ma."
Lin Ping didn’t know how many mountain village teachers were like Ma Zhongguo, but he felt that every mountain village teacher should receive high respect from 1.3 billion Chinese people.
Ma Zhongguo smiled and shook his head, then looked at Lin Ping and said sincerely: "Xiaolin, Principal Lin, can you discuss something with you?"
"Teacher Ma, just say it directly, don't be polite to me." Lin Ping said, "If we don't say it nicely now, it's just grasshoppers on the same rope. Do we still need to be polite between us?"
Teacher Ma said a little embarrassedly: "I heard what you gave today's lecture next door. I think you were saying it well. I thought about it and made a decision, which was to learn English with you with the children. Can you see?"
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Lin Ping had just drank the last bite of porridge into his mouth, when Ma Zhongguo's request made him choke, and rice grains spurted out of his nostrils.
"Teacher Lin, don't think I'm old. I usually try my best to learn English by myself, but I can't learn by myself when you talk about phonetic symbols in the morning. I just can't read and write, and I can't read it..." Ma Zhongguo said sincerely.
Lin Ping pinched his nose: "No, I don't mean to dislike you. It is a very good thing for you to take the initiative to learn until you are old, and we learn from each other."
Ma Zhongguo said embarrassedly: "Hey, you know more than me, and you have foreign ink in your belly. I don't have anything worth learning from. I just want to learn English well, and I can also share some pressure in future school education. As long as I can teach my English level in elementary school."
Lin Ping naturally agreed happily that Ma Zhongguo is now the only teacher under him. There are still great changes in the future development of the school, which allows Ma Zhongguo to have certain English skills, which will be of great benefit to the development of the school no matter what.
Therefore, the young and old achieved the rare "old learns from young people" for the education of rural primary schools in Kushan Mountain and for the future of students.
"By the way, Teacher Ma, you are not a native of Kushan, are you?" Lin Ping asked.
"Yes, yes." Ma Zhongguo nodded.
"Why are you here?" Lin Ping was full of curiosity about Ma Zhongguo. He was particularly curious about why Ma Zhongguo came here, and why he stayed here for twenty-six years.
Ma Zhongguo was silent for a while and didn't say anything, then began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table, and squeezed out for a long time: "Are you finished eating?"
Before Lin Ping could reply, Ma Zhongguo put away the bowls and chopsticks in front of Lin Ping.
"Go and have a nap. You have to go to class in the afternoon to maintain your spirits." As he said that, Ma Zhongguo walked outside with his bowls and chopsticks, rejecting Lin Ping's question with his back.
In the first class in the afternoon, nine children and Teacher Ma sat in the classroom, while English teacher Lin Ping stood on the podium and started writing on the blackboard.
According to Lin Ping's course schedule, the three classes this morning were Chinese, mathematics and English, and the three classes in the afternoon were physics, chemistry and biology. However, because the first grade courses in junior high school did not learn physics or chemistry, both of these two classes were adjusted to English by Lin Ping.
The students' English is too poor, and now they are just thinking that they are making up for the loss.
"Attend class!"
"Hello teacher!"
Ma Zhongguo stood up with the students and shouted openly, "Hello teacher."
The nine children turned their heads to look at Ma Zhongguo with surprise. Ma Zhongguo sat down openly, took out his reading glasses and put them on, and then sat upright like a primary school student waiting for Teacher Lin Ping to start the lecture.
"Teacher Ma? Why are you sitting here for class?" Liu Xiangqian asked curiously.
Ma Zhongguo helped out with reading glasses: "Yes, starting today, I will be students like you in the future English classes, like you, and I will be students of Teacher Lin."
The nine children felt even more strange.
"But, Teacher Ma, you are all an old man, and Teacher Lin is still so young. Do you want him to be a teacher for you when you teach his class?" Liu Weiguo asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Ma Zhongguo smiled: "There are some orders of hearing and knowledge, and their professions are specialized. Children, remember that the accumulation of knowledge is not necessarily proportional to age, and learning is not necessarily related to age. Now I am like you, all are students. Come and let's take Teacher Lin's class together."
Lin Pingzi looked at this "old student" and nine "primary school students" on the podium. He didn't know if there was any reason not to take this class well.
Chapter completed!