Education Stories

Teach students to help each other　　

Tell students a story about "The Blind Man and the Cripple" by the German writer K. F. Gelernter.　　

A cripple met a blind man by chance on the road, only to see that the blind man was hopefully expecting someone to come and take him walking.　　

"Hey," says the cripple, "how about walking together? I'm a man in trouble too, and I can't walk alone either. You look big and must be very strong! You carry me on your back so I can show you the way. Your solid legs and feet will be my legs and feet, and my bright eyes will be your eyes."　　

So the cripple took his cane in his hand and lay down on the broad shoulders of the blind man. The two men stepped in unison and obtained an effect that one could not achieve.　　

The fact that you do not have the talent that others have, and that others lack the talent that you have, is compensated for by similar intercourse. Therefore, please don't complain about God's injustice! Certain advantages, which he did not give you, but bestowed on others, are the same, and we can fully communicate ourselves.　　

Teach students to develop strengths　　

Tell students a story of The Fox and the Cat, written by two brothers Grimm, a German linguist, and folklore researcher. 　　

Once, the cat met Mr. Fox in the forest. The cat thought to himself, "This guy is smart, capable, and knowledgeable. So he greeted him warmly and said, "Hello, dear Mr. Fox. How have you been? How have you been these days?"　　

The fox looked at the cat from head to toe, and for a long time, he did not know how to answer. Finally, he replied: "Oh, you poor long beard, you fancy fool, you poor man, you rat-catcher, what are you up to? How dare you ask me about my situation? What have you learned? How many skills do you have?"　　

"I have only one skill." The cat replied modestly.　　

"And what is that skill?" The fox asked.　　

"If a dog chases me, I will jump into a tree and save myself."　　

"Is that all you can do?" The fox said, "I can do a hundred things and have a pocket full of tricks. I feel sorry for you. Come with me, I want to teach you how to escape from the dogs."　　

At that moment, a hunter came along with four hunting dogs. The cat jumped nimbly to a tree and sat down on the treetop; the branches and leaves covered her tightly. "Open your pockets of calculation, Mr. Fox, open your pockets of calculation," cried the cat to the fox. But by this time the hound had pounced upon him and caught him, and bit him to death.　　

"Alas, Mr. Fox," cried the cat, "you have fallen into a hundred kinds of skills that you cannot help. If you could climb trees like me, you wouldn't have lost your life."　
Teach students to be filial to their mothers　　

Tell two stories, one is a mother who came from the mountains to the station to see her son off on a long trip, found that her son's travel bag strap was broken, and the car was about to start, what to do? The mother was so anxious that she untied her trouser belt and tied the travel bag to her son. The son left, and the mother stood at the station with a red face, the son did not know how the mother later walked home step by step, but with the mother's belt, the son has been saved, accompanied by their journey in life to advance.　　

The other is a story that happened between a prisoner and his mother. On the day of the visit arrived, the old mother, who lives in a poor mountainous area, lifted his lapel and took out a white cloth bag from his underwear pocket, opened it to see a packet of good white sunflower seeds, white, fragrant, warm like a piece of bird's tongue. This packet of melon seeds in other people's colorful prison goods is so bland, so inconspicuous, but the son serving a prison sentence knows that this packet of melon seeds is the mother sold eggs in exchange for, and one by one, day and night, they do not want to eat a good and high, first by carriage and then by car and then by train, and finally walk from the station to the prison to their own, looking at his mother's gray hair, the son's hand trembled with melon seeds, he "flutter" to the mother knelt: "Mom, I'm not human, I owe a beating, owe a beating ah ......", the mother shook her head, trying to stop the tears, smiling and stroking the son's head ......