Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

The first and second classes in the morning are Chinese classes. The Chinese teacher's surname is Tu. He is in his 30s, well-mannered, and wears a pair of myopic glasses for a long time. It is said that his vision is about to degrees. Once he takes off his glasses, he is no different from a blind person.

In fact, in that era, there were relatively few people with myopia because there were no mobile phones, tablets and other electronic products. I heard that Teacher Tu’s myopia is hereditary.

Because he has a son who is in the next grade than me. He has been wearing glasses since preschool. In the whole campus, he and his son are the only ones who wear glasses. Everyone believes that it is hereditary.

The entire campus has only 7 classrooms and 6 teachers, from preschool to grade 6, with about 20 students in each class. These teachers are all part-time and still work on the farm at home when they don’t have classes.

The only subjects offered are Chinese, mathematics, science, physical education and music. Of course, the physical education teacher is also a part-time teacher among the six teachers.

In physical education class, we just run, play table tennis on a cement table, play badminton by drawing a line on the dirt playground, and also skip rope and play shuttlecock.

The music teacher was the only female teacher in the school. She was in her 20s and had the most popular short haircut at the time. She used a hair dryer to blow her hair up high and sprayed it with styling water. Her hair was so hard that even a level 6 wind couldn't blow it down.

But in the eyes of us rural children, she was beautiful and fashionable. In music class, she taught us to sing popular songs of the time that she learned from TV.

After two Chinese classes, Teacher Tu walked to the podium in the classroom and spoke to us.

"Last week, we were assigned to recite the text of Lesson 10. Those who didn't find their group leader to recite it were asked to stay after school in the evening and ask me to recite it. If they couldn't recite it, they were not allowed to go home."

After he finished speaking, he left. There was a sigh in the classroom and my heart tightened. I was born with a poor memory, and it was common for me to be kept behind by the teacher to memorize the text.

In that era, the completion of children’s study and learning tasks depended entirely on the supervision of teachers. Parents were busy with farm work all day and were as tired as dogs every day. They had no time to worry about their children’s studies.

Some parents don’t even know whether their children go out in the morning, come back in the evening, or even go to school. This is not like in modern society, where everything depends on parents, such as checking homework and reciting texts. Basically, parents have to learn everything again and teach their children.

Of course, Teacher Tu is a very responsible teacher.

I felt a little guilty because I basically helped my grandma pick up grain every night and weekends and didn't carry it seriously.

After Teacher Tu left, the classroom was immediately filled with the sound of reading aloud, because we could use the break time to recite the lessons to the group leader and tell Teacher Tu, so that we could go home directly after school in the evening.

After the third and fourth math classes, we all went home for lunch. After lunch, I quickly returned to school, took out the Chinese textbook and started reading.

The first class in the afternoon was music class, and I finished the class absent-mindedly.

As soon as the music teacher left, I wanted to take out the Chinese textbook from my schoolbag to recite the lessons, because the next class was physical education and I could hide and recite the lessons.

I heard a "pop" sound coming from behind me, which scared me so much that I pulled my hand back just as I was reaching into my schoolbag.

I looked back and saw Liu Mei sitting on the ground behind me with her eyes wide open. The long bench she and Guo Xiaojun were sitting on fell to the ground. Guo Xiaojun was standing smugly on the side, with his hands folded and a contemptuous smile on his face.

In fact, the classroom was not made of hardened land. The desks and chairs we used in class were just two people sitting on a long bench, sharing a long table made of ordinary wood without drawers.

When we arrived at school, we would hang our homemade or purchased yellow canvas military school bags on the edge of the table.

Teacher Tu is also our class teacher. He follows the principle that studying together as a boy and girl is not tiring.

Strangely, one man and one woman were assigned to sit together at each table, so on each long table, there were lines of the 38th parallel drawn with a pen or a knife.

No matter whose elbow crosses the 38th parallel, he will be ruthlessly hit back with all kinds of things.

My deskmate sitting next to me is called Zhang Hu, he is the same age as me. Because I have a relatively calm personality, I usually don’t have conflicts with him. We just remind each other.

But Liu Mei and Guo Xiaojun who came later were different. Liu Mei was an immigrant from Henan and had a very generous personality. They both failed a grade in the fourth grade and were in the same class as me, so they were both one year older than me.

For the sake of the 38th parallel, they engaged in verbal battles at the very least and physical fights at the worst.

Today, Guo Xiaojun's elbow crossed the 38th parallel when leaving music class, and Liu Mei poked him hard with the tip of a pencil, causing Guo Xiaojun to grimace in pain.

As soon as the get out of class was over and the teacher left, he got so angry that he pulled out a long bench and made Liu Mei sit on the ground.

Liu Mei got up from the ground angrily and swung her fist at Guo Xiaojun on the head.

In our age group, girls are generally taller than boys, but boys are still stronger. Guo Xiaojun slapped Liu Mei again, and her face immediately turned red.

"Okay, you hit me in the face!"

Liu Mei was so angry that she wanted to hit Guo Xiaojun in the face again, but was stopped by Guo Xiaojun.

Liu Mei was unwilling to give up, so she grabbed Guo Xiaojun's ear. Guo Xiaojun was not to be outdone, so he pulled Liu Mei's ponytail. The two of them started to wrestle with each other, and each used a hand to slap the other in the face.

"Slap!" "Okay, you slapped me again?"

"Bang!" "Okay, you still want to fight?"

In this way, neither of them knew how many slaps they had slapped each other. The fight was so intense that no one in the class tried to stop the fight, and some boys even cheered on the side.

Fortunately, the break was only ten minutes long, and the physical education teacher came in, saw the two people fighting, and quickly pulled them apart.

"Who told you two to fight? In today's physical education class, you two will stand for 20 minutes!"

The physical education teacher's surname was Zhang. He seemed to have just graduated from high school and was only 20 years old. He was very blunt and did not favor either side. He pulled both of them to stand at the door of the classroom.

I originally wanted to sneak to the pond behind the classroom to memorize the text, but Teacher Zhang found me and asked me to run with him. So my plan to memorize the text before school was over was ruined.

The last class in the afternoon was still a Chinese class. Teacher Tu taught the text for half of the class, and in the second half of the class, he asked the students who had already memorized the text to start doing their homework.

There is not much homework. You just need to copy each new word 20 times after class, and also form words and sentences.

Teachers of this era generally do not assign too much homework, because after school, children are required to help with chores at home to the best of their ability, such as collecting grass for pigs, herding cattle, cooking, etc.

Students who have not finished memorizing the text should hurry up and memorize it on their own. Once they have memorized it, they should go to Teacher Tu to recite it in full.

Of course, there are some sentences or words that may be recited incorrectly, but as long as the mistakes are not too outrageous, Teacher Tu will let them pass. On the contrary, the group leader will be more serious and sometimes ask students to go back and recite again if they make mistakes in one or two words.

After school, only six students had not memorized the text, and of course I was one of them.

Seeing my classmates reciting the text one by one and leaving, I became more and more panicked. I went to Teacher Tu to recite the text several times, but was turned away each time.