Childhood Funnies
"On the banyan tree by the pond
"On the banyan tree by the pond
The robins are screaming for summer
On the swings by the playground
Only butterflies are resting on it
The teacher's chalk on the blackboard
Still desperately chattering and writing
Waiting for class to end, waiting for school to end
Waiting for the game of childhood"
As I grow older those days of good study are gradually blurred out of my memory, while the naughty times are shining brighter and more memorable. This past event is not only remembered in my heart but also burned in the hearts of my classmate's hair.
It was an incident that happened in the sixth grade.
In the sixth grade, we had a new classroom teacher, a female teacher with a swarthy heart under a thin exterior. In my eyes, she always carried an unbeatable temperament. The fourth and fifth-grade homeroom teacher was not in charge of our class because she was on a study tour. The new teacher always complained about how poor we were as if we were a group of abandoned children, and she disliked us very much but could not do anything about it. She also criticized us and attacked her predecessor. But in my heart, the previous teacher taught us for two years, or have deep feelings. For the fourth or fifth grade, children's emotional investment is much greater than the growth of knowledge.
It was always hot in the summer and cooled by the wind. For 85 years there were no fans in the classroom, let alone air conditioning. Air conditioners hadn't been invented yet, right? The fourth and fifth-grade class teacher was a younger male teacher who taught us a good way to get rid of the heat, which was to throw water on the floor in a whole pot. The doorway was a few meters from the tap water, so it was easy to get water. In the summer of the sixth grade we continued this "trick", the class president led several male students to end water to splash the ground, a bit of clean water to splash the feeling of the street. Because this was the norm in the past, no one cared, a basin of water down, the ground temperature quickly down instantly cooled a lot. The students were also very happy.
The water splashed too much, the podium at the water into a puddle. The bell rang for class. "The teacher is here" shouted students rushing to sit down, the sound of Sisley packing. The sound of high heels hitting the ground, and the teacher's footsteps are close. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. It was around 85 years ago. The teacher's head is always raised, walking probably not looking carefully at the ground, into the classroom within a few steps her pants leg wet, (at this moment I want to laugh). The next thing that happened was a shocking scene.
How can you get your pants wet? The teacher was annoyed! Ask who did it. The class president also said proudly that he did it, he probably did not think he would be criticized! Because we didn't expect the consequences of this to be so serious, "The boss is angry, the consequences are serious!" This was the norm in the past. The teacher next pulled out the class president and his associates one by one and began to criticize, and after criticism was not enough, let them also sit in the puddle. A male student sat in a place without water, another male student sat next to the puddle, and the class president was red in the face and stubbornly refused to sit down. The teacher rushed forward and grabbed the class leader's collar to solve the problem by force! The class president did not show any weakness, but broke away from the teacher's hand and said: "Sit, just sit", and the button flew out. The collar is also crooked, he is the collar, tug the corner of the coat how with the heroic injustice, a butt sitting in the middle of the puddle. The whole class was stunned!
I no longer remember how that lesson ended. But then I learned that the class president's father was carrying a bucket of water to school (at this point and did not hold back the laugh). Of course, it was not splashed into the teacher and settled peacefully. But this incident planted a seed in our hearts, and today blooms all joyful flowers!
As an afterthought, now every time we get together we will think of this incident and talk about it and laugh non-stop! So it's not important to have a good time studying, the good memories are all about the naughty experiences!
About the Creator
Celia R Mueller
Read a million books, travel a million miles
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