Ten thousand yuan reward! Questions and Answers of Liling Recruitment Teacher Examination

My mother is 89 years old this year. Like those elderly parents in Wuhan, she has to walk around the street in the morning. After breakfast, I am used to walking slowly along the established route to Jianghan Road Pedestrian Street with crutches. I always make fun of old people I know. "Oh, Mrs. Yu, why hasn't your family seen your wife yet?" "Oh, your family didn't report Biandan Mountain either." Biandan Mountain is a famous cemetery in Wuhan, my mother replied jokingly. "Ha ha ha ....." "Ha ha ha ....." The old people around burst into laughter, and life and death are no longer terrible things for them.

My mother is a retired primary school teacher. She has taught here for more than 20 years. She has many students, including salesgirls who pay for food stores, watch repairers on street corners ... and of course, many who go to college later. When her mother goes to the street, someone always greets her. Everyone calls her Miss Yu except her students, which is a kind of respect for her mother. I work in Xinjiang, so I don't have many opportunities to go home. I only have family leave once every four years. When I accompanied my mother to the street, I met someone who kept greeting her. She responded to others with a bright smile. My mother lives in a harmonious social atmosphere, very happy, and even a little proud in front of me.

My mother is from Changzhou, Jiangsu, and was born in a big family. My mother's father, Yu Shaofang, worked as a secretary in Song Ziwen in his early years and served as the director of the Bureau of Alcohol and Tobacco in Changzhou and Hangzhou. My mother's uncle Yu Dahong is a member of the Qing Army Association. 19 12 years, the Beijing government awarded him the rank of major general. His son Yu Jizhong successively held important positions in the Kuomintang army and later became a newspaper giant in Taiwan Province Province. My mother has many brothers and sisters, all of whom are well educated. My mother studied in the English Department of Shanghai Datong University, where she met her classmate Chu Xuan and got married. Later, due to the turmoil of the times, her father died and her family declined. She took her little sister with her husband to and from Sichuan, Yunnan and Guizhou, which were then the rear areas, and suffered from unpredictable things. It was not until War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression won that she returned to Shanghai. By this time, my mother had three children and lived in our father's brother's house. My father's brother, that is, our uncle, is an honest and simple worker. When he was very young, he was an apprentice at Shanghai Hudong Shipyard. On the eve of liberation, he joined the underground party in China, and later he was the labor section chief of this factory.

I thought I could live a quiet life after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, but the situation is still so turbulent. In order to make a living, my mother and several of our children wandered around with my father, having been to Hangzhou, Nanjing, Zhuzhou, Changsha, Liling and Hengyang, and only in 1952 did they come to settle in Wuchang. My mother couldn't go to work in the society because of the children's drag. At that time, my brother and I were both studying in Wuchang Railway No.1 Children's School, and my fourth and fifth brothers were older. My mother has been looking for opportunities to go out to work. It happens that the amateur culture tutorial school for employees run by the railway bureau lacks teachers, although it is informal and the treatment is very meager. Mother happily accepted the job and traveled between Wuchang and Hankou. All the students who come to study are adults. Their cultural background is thin and uneven. My mother has a good temper, is honest and kind, and is serious and responsible for every student. After a long time, her classmates like her very much. Some sports car conductors always think of their teachers when they come back from business trips, and always bring some local products to their mothers.

Mother does housework all day, and her studies are almost neglected. I remember that shortly after I arrived in Wuchang, Wuhan Education Bureau was recruiting teachers for the society. During the exam, my mother made a joke. One of the topics is the translation of a classical Chinese passage "Carving a boat for a sword" in Lu Chunqiu Cha Jin. My mother actually translated it and found the sword of the Truman who fell into the water. When I came back from the exam, my mother asked me if I could find the sword in the end. Even I, a fourth-grade pupil, know this story. My mother regretted it and started a new learning process. My mother's little sister is a model student. She was admitted with her mother and became a formal teacher of Stadium Road Primary School in Wuhan.

My mother is also learning many things in life. At that time, it was not easy to burn briquettes and build stoves. If you can't make the smoke make you cry, the stove still won't work. Slowly, my mother found the trick. The firewood should be overhead. After the briquettes are piled up, you can cover them slowly. Soon the wood will burn out and the coal will not burn. It is no use being impatient. My mother didn't know how to measure her temperature with a thermometer, so she put it on the boiling water just poured out of a thermos bottle and tried it first. As soon as the hot air smokes, the thermometer explodes, and the mercury flows underground and rolls around. As a southerner, my mother seldom eats pasta, let alone steamed bread. Steamed bread is hard and sour. My mother doesn't even know that the cooked noodles need alkali or baking soda. Looking at the steamed bread that was still red after it was cold, my mother laughed at herself and said that it was a "foreign" steamed bread. Cui, the lover of the chairman of the Association of Handling and Supply Social Workers, is from Henan. She can cook spaghetti. Her mother invited her to come home and teach her by hand until she steamed big white and soft steamed bread. Her mother smiled happily. Mother is not good at sewing. She saw some women cut off new socks and put them on soles. These socks are strong and durable, but I dare not cut them. Finally, they didn't learn. Wearing socks is very expensive for us, so we have to break a hole to repair a thick and ugly scar. What's more commendable is that my mother learned to make cotton shoes and sew soles one by one. Although the shoes made are not beautiful, they are warm on her feet. During the "Three Anti-five evils" Movement, my father was unjustly detained and stopped paying wages. We lost our source of livelihood, and my brother and I also dropped out of school. My mother took our four children to lay briquettes for the fritters next door, and the kind shopkeeper specially gave us more money. My mother cooked a lot of spiced tea eggs for my brother and me to sell in the waiting room of the railway station. Mother took us to the vegetable farmers in the suburbs to pick cabbage leaves and pickle them into pickles; My mother also carried a bamboo basket with cigarettes, matches, ginseng rice, needles, thread, brains and other small things to sell at Yujiatou ... My mother changed from a lady with a good family to a self-reliant worker.

I can't remember when private schools rose again, and my mother became a teacher in private schools. The conditions in private schools are very poor, and the treatment of teachers is also very low. My mother doesn't care either. My mother feels lucky to be able to go to class. She prepares lessons carefully, corrects her homework carefully and serves the students wholeheartedly. My mother's handwriting, pen and chalk are all good. My mother can play the organ and sing by herself, which is not bad. She volunteered to teach music lessons. At that time, even in public schools, there were not many people who could teach music lessons with the organ. Her mother's music lessons gave her a lot of points in private primary schools. At this time, our family moved from Wuchang to Hankou. I don't remember what year it was. In short, many years have passed, and my mother's private primary school has finally become a public school, and my mother has become a public teacher like her sister. Mother sincerely thanked the new society and party, and her enthusiasm for work and study was even higher.

Mother treats her students, her colleagues, her neighbors and everyone around her with her kindness and kindness. Once my mother had a music class, just after class, a naughty male classmate ran between desks and accidentally fell down, hitting his forehead on the corner of the table and bleeding. My mother immediately sent the students to the clinic next to the school, paid for them, and sent them home after treatment and dressing. At first, my parents thought my mother was responsible and her face grew long. My mother noticed her parents' unhappiness and left without saying anything. The next day, my mother went to see the student again. My mother became the dean and treated all teachers equally. After class, she fully affirmed the strengths of the teachers and could communicate with them sincerely when she found problems. Mother's sincerity is heartfelt and touching. A teacher posted a poster to her mother during the Cultural Revolution, saying that Director Yu was the daughter of the county grandfather. This was the only poster posted to her mother during the Cultural Revolution. My mother never knew who posted this poster, but after a long time, she forgot all about it. Who knows, the person who posted this poster feels guilty, because her mother usually cares about her and gives her great help in teaching. When the child was ill, her mother took the initiative to give her lessons. She couldn't hold it any longer. She found her mother and said she was sorry for others. Her mother was calm and told her it was over. Don't worry about it. Her mother has been very kind to her ever since. After retirement, teachers often come to visit her. Once, my mother went to the street and was hanged by two tricycles driven by the People's Liberation Army. They were frightened when they saw an old man with a cane fall down. They quickly helped her to a small shop by the road and sat down. My mother felt a little dizzy and panicked. When she saw two unprepared young people standing in front of her, she just asked them to find some water quickly. They hurried to find a bottle of mineral water and drank it up. One of them found a little bruise on his mother's face and wanted to send her to the hospital for examination. She doesn't think there is any serious problem and doesn't want to go to the hospital. The two PLA men also said that they would send her home. Her mother didn't want to disturb her neighbors for such a trivial matter, so she politely declined. Under the mother's repeated insistence, the two PLA men left awkwardly. When eldest brother, a doctor, knew about it, he immediately examined his mother. Fortunately, there were only minor bruises on his face and calf. Eldest brother scolded his mother lightly for not writing down the motorcycle number, and didn't ask the two PLA men to leave their unit address or phone number, saying that they should be informed of their troops and they could be found in case of an accident. Mother felt that since there was nothing wrong with her, she should not be provoked. It's not easy to be a soldier outside. When the army knows, the two of them can't criticize, and maybe they will be punished. When their parents know about it, they will fidget at home. Mother thinks much more about others than herself. My mother has a purple spot on her calf. It hurt for several days, but she didn't dare to say anything, for fear that her eldest brother would say something about her.

My mother majored in English when she went to college, but she had long since abandoned it. After retirement, she wants to learn English again. My second daughter gave her an English book with 900 sentences. She reads and writes every day, which is very effective. My fourth brother is proficient in English and has visited abroad many times. Every time she comes home from Beijing, her mother chats with her fourth brother in English to correct her pronunciation. Once my mother went to China Bank to withdraw money, and all she could think about was "Miss, please give me a withdrawal slip." Miss, please give me a withdrawal slip. ) The exit is an English sentence. The young girl in the counter paused and quickly said, "Do you want to save money?" Mom smiled and said in Chinese, "I am the one who wants to say sorry." See how my old woman speaks English. I withdraw money. " Everyone around us looked surprised. The ugly old man can speak English. After receiving the money, his mother turned to herself and said, "It's never too old to learn. In order not to suffer from dementia. " Everyone laughed.

After the reform and opening up, the policy has become more and more relaxed. 1985, with the help of the United Front Work Department of various places, my mother, accompanied by my father, met with more than four elder brothers, five elder brothers, three elder sisters and little sisters in Hongkong and Taiwan Province Province 10. The reunion after 40 years of separation is exciting. The elder sister of Taiwan Province Province stroked her mother's slightly rough hand and couldn't help crying. "How did you come over for so many years?" Mother didn't want to tell her sister what she had suffered for many years, but calmly replied, "We have a good life, retirement salary, medical insurance, and nothing to worry about." Since then, the eldest sister in Taiwan Province Province has often helped her mother financially, and her quality of life has been greatly improved. Later, her husband died of illness, and her elder sister moved to the United States. Since then, she has kept close contact with her mother. 1993, our father died of illness. Although he has four sons, his mother likes to live alone in the old house on Huitong Road in Wuhan. My mother's elder sister wanted to take her to America, but she still said, "I'm doing fine." Declined my sister's kindness, and my mother likes a quiet life. (To be continued)

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