The girl never hands in her homework, fails all subjects and sleeps in class.
Every time you talk to her, she doesn't refute or answer. From beginning to end, she stared at her toes.
I decided to make a home visit before contacting his parents.
I found the address book, and his parents' phone number has always been empty. One Saturday, I went to her house according to the address left in the address book.
Nobody answered the door at home, so I knocked on my neighbor's door again. I didn't know until I asked. Willy is a poor boy.
In the third grade of primary school, my parents suffered from investment fraud and owed nearly 3 million huge debts.
Our house was auctioned by the court, and the family of three moved to a 50-square-meter, very shabby house.
Fluffy's mother suffered from severe depression because of this incident.
When Willy was in the fifth grade, his father cruelly divorced his mother and ran away from home.
Now Villi has to go to school and take care of her sick mother.
Because of mental problems, my mother often gets sick at night, leaves the window open and throws things out. The neighbors are very annoyed and call the police.
In front of the police, Willy was frightened. When she was a child, she was afraid that the police would take her mother away.
Then she apologized to her neighbors and promised that her mother would never bother them again at night.
From then on, she took her mother out for a walk at about 8: 30 every night, that is, when her mother was ill.
Neighbors say they don't come back until midnight every time. I was shocked to hear that.
That day, it was not until five o'clock in the afternoon that I saw fluffy leading her mother back. She is holding her mother in her left hand and carrying a big black bag in her right hand. Like picking up some plastic bottles.
Willy was surprised and refused to see me. She hasn't spoken for a long time. I took the initiative to introduce to fluffy's mother that I was the head teacher of fluffy, but fluffy still showed indifference and didn't talk to me.
Finally, I broke the silence. I said Willy knew something about your family. I'm always here if you need help. Then I left.
A few seconds later, I heard fluff shouting, Miss Li, I hope you can keep my secret. I nodded.
After the home visit, Li Hui changed, that is, when I was in Chinese class, she stopped sleeping.
I think this little girl is very loyal. Just because I promised her to keep a secret, she thanked me and stopped sleeping in my class.
At that time, the school counted the lunch expenses of students in the class every month, and then deducted money from their cards.
I made statistics for the first time, and found that Xiaorong never ordered lunch, that is to say, she hasn't had lunch for a month after school started.
So from the second month, I helped him save some money in the card, hoping that she could have a full meal at least at noon.
When the clerk gave her a box lunch, she quickly realized that I had paid for her lunch.
At the end of that month, after school, Willy handed me an envelope containing a month's lunch fee.
I said, son, you should know that this money is nothing to the teacher, but she still insists on putting the envelope in my hand.
I can't help asking her, where did you get all this money? She said that she sold the mobile phone left by "him".
I didn't know until that day that the "he" in fluff's mouth was his father.
Before abandoning his mother and daughter, the father used the little money left in his pocket to buy a mobile phone for fluffy. He said, I'll call you when my father is mixed up.
But four years later, Willy never got a call from his father.
That day, I tried to persuade Willy to accept my help, and even joked with her that the teacher was making an investment. If you have money in the future, you can give it back to me with interest, and Willie agreed.
I asked her, can you tell me what you and your mother do for a living? Or head down, hands clutching skirts, that night, did he take his mother for a walk, picking up waste?
She nodded, feeling relieved after exposure.
She said that if you leave late at night, you can pick up more. If your mother is tired, she will sleep well and stay out of trouble.
To tell the truth, she said one more word to me, and I lost control on the spot.
Li Huicai is 13 years old. She has to support her family and refuse others' help.
Before saying goodbye to me that day, she gave me a deep bow and said, Teacher, thank you for your concern and help.
But what can I do for her? In order to get Willy to accept all kinds of help, I found her community, hoping to help her apply for subsistence allowances.
The community said it was helpless, and the conditions were also obtained 123. Anyway, it won't work after a long time.
This mother and daughter are really pitiful. I asked the community workers, is this ok? I'll pay the money, and then you transfer the money to the fluff account in the form of minimum living allowance every month.
People in the community said, no, if something happens, they can't afford this responsibility.
On the school side, Villi's situation is even worse. All the teachers are interested in her.
Because she dragged down the performance of the class, later several teachers asked her to stand and listen to the class every day, but she was so tired that she could fall asleep standing and standing.
I understand the teacher's feelings. The situation of fluff directly determines the teacher's teaching performance.
But knowing the truth and hearing those criticisms, I was on pins and needles.
Once, she was called to the corridor by the visiting dean and scolded for more than ten minutes, and she said that if she didn't correct it, she would stand in the corridor for half an hour every noon, or she would stand in the middle of the playground if she didn't correct it.
I can't listen to it anymore. I took Villi back to the classroom and told the dean that I wanted to educate the students in my class.
After school that day, I left Willy to negotiate with her.
The condition of the negotiation is that I support her monthly living expenses of 1000 yuan and keep it confidential for her, but she must promise me to study hard from now on.
I settled an account with her. Even if you barely go to junior high school and go out to make money, you will probably have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life.
However, if you study hard, go to college and work, your income and cognition will go up a step.
You also have the ability to protect yourself. Besides, you can not only provide food and clothing for your mother, but also treat her with your professional knowledge.
As a teacher, I declared to her that I didn't give you 1000 for a month, and you must pay me back if you have the ability.
I said, you have to write me an iou every time. Her big eyes are exposed.
She asked me why my teacher and father don't care about me, but you care about me.
I held her in my arms and said, because you deserve it, no matter what kind of person you become in the future, you should take good care of your mother every day and not let her be wronged. From this point of view, you are the teacher's eternal pride.
So the teacher can't stand your false criticism, do you understand? She cried.
In this way, fluff and I reached a second secret. From the third month of the first day of junior high school, Willy seems to be a different person. He never sleeps in class, and he is the most serious one, regardless of his major or minor.
Whether in class or self-study, she is always brushing questions. Once I found a primary school textbook on my desk and asked her what was going on.
She said that she hasn't studied hard since the fourth grade of primary school, and she has made up all the classes she left behind.
The child has strong willpower. As long as she decides to do something, she will go all out.
Composition is her weakness, so she borrows model essays from the school library, recites every composition, and then tries to write.
In the second half of the second semester of the second grade of junior high school, her composition made rapid progress, and even won the prize in the city, middle school and primary school composition competition.
Her math performance is poor, so she must try to catch up. Others do it once and she does it ten times.
At that time, when I was talking about the lesson "Yu Gong Yi Shan", I asked students to give examples. Three students in the class gave an example of Willy, and I was worried that she would be humiliated.
But she smiled brightly. I asked her after class. Do you mind my classmates following your example?
She said she didn't mind. I'm not smart. All I can rely on is stupid kung fu and perseverance.
I am the comparative of Gong Yu. Hearing this, my heart is full of admiration. At the end of the first day of junior high school, Willy counted down from the beginning of school, becoming the eighth in the class and the thirty-ninth in the grade.
On the day when the results came out, I took her report card and walked alone in the playground for a long time.
I can't help crying. This child is too difficult. This kid is amazing. Nothing she wants to do is impossible.
By the second semester of Senior Two, Villi has become a legend in the whole school, because she is the first in grade no matter the daily quiz or the final exam.
Many teachers and classmates suspect her of cheating, because she is definitely not the fastest and most accurate in answering questions in daily class.
However, there is one thing that others can't do, and that is super self-discipline. The dean told me that no wonder you tried your best to protect her.
So you knew she was a dark horse. Later, when she took the senior high school entrance examination, she was admitted to the best high school in this city.
To my surprise, many parents want to buy her study notes for three years in junior high school at a high price. She gave me all her notes and asked me to copy them to all my parents and classmates.
I asked her, this is an opportunity to know knowledge. Why donate for free?
She said that in the past three years, I have been as busy with my studies as Forrest Gump.
I didn't make any contribution to my classmates. If these notes can help my brothers and sisters, I will feel that three years have not been wasted.
She has no money and needs money, but she wants to help others as much as possible. With such fluff and such a pattern, I believe she will have a bright future.
After I went to high school, I still gave fluff living expenses every month, but she won't accept it next semester.
The school exempted her from tuition fees, and she began to tutor junior high school students on weekends, which made her famous in the circle.
More and more parents are looking for her. I'm worried about her study, so she still has to concentrate on her study. There are many opportunities to make money in the future. She told me that everything was under control.
It is also said that tutoring others can actually exercise their logical thinking ability.
Later, he told me that her first goal was Peking University, and if she couldn't go, she would go to Zhejiang University.
However, in the last month of the college entrance examination, fuzzy mother suddenly fell ill, and lung infection led to heart failure, and life and death were uncertain.
Villi takes care of her mother while reviewing. Finally, she was admitted to Zhejiang University and missed out on Peking University.
I didn't know that such a big thing had happened before the college entrance examination until he came to me with the admission notice.
I blamed her for not asking for my help. She said, teacher, there are some things that no one can replace, and it is more worthwhile for my mother to survive than to be admitted to Peking University.
Later, in college for four years, she took her mother and finished her studies while working.
Every Mother's Day, I will receive the carnations she ordered, and I am very happy to receive her gifts on this festival.
And in her junior year, she paid off all the living expenses I lent her. She told me that she successfully helped a technology company to make AI English companion software, and now her income is not lower than that of a white-collar worker in Hangzhou.
There is a thick nasal voice on the phone saying, teacher, I miss you so much. I'll never forget the scene where you broke up with the dean for me, and then there was a loud cry on the other end of the phone.
Willy, who suffered a lot from snacks and was looked down upon by others, finally went through all the hardships. Now he can cry loudly.
I don't know how long it took, Willie said, teacher, if you hadn't insisted on letting me study at that time, I would never have realized the joy of realizing knowledge in my life.
A thank you can't express my gratitude to you at all, nor can the flowers on Mother's Day.
Then she cried again, because all the suffering was over. This kind of crying is comfortable and comfortable.
I asked Willy if our secret could be made public.
I wanted to talk to my current student about her, and she readily agreed.
She said that if necessary, I can show off my past experiences with my brothers and sisters.
After that, she added seriously: Teacher, poverty and suffering used to be my privacy, but now they are my wealth.
I asked Villi to give me an online class and give me a lecture. What she said was an understatement, but the students burst into tears.
This is a story dictated by a teacher, and I cried when I looked at it.