Love in a mineral water bottle

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The day before yesterday, during the big class break, my classmate Ru came to me and said, Teacher, we are going to send bottles to grandma. Come with us.

why should I go? I asked with a smile.

that old lady won't take our bottles. She said either take the bottle away, give us money or go to her place to drink boiled water. You said she gave us three choices, and we felt that we couldn't choose either one, so you come with us and help us persuade grandma.

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You must be surprised to see such a dialogue. What's going on?

let me review, it started more than a month ago. That day, I saw several handbags at the back of the classroom filled with the rest of the students' mineral water bottles. I thought, is it more convenient for the students to collect the bottles and put them in the trash can? At the end of Chinese class that afternoon, I caught a glimpse of Mr. Ge taking out two bottles from the drawer and handing them back. Mr. Ru naturally took them and put them in the handbag behind him. Hey, what's the secret here?

After class, I caught a classmate Ru and asked her. She said that when she went to the garbage dump behind the school to shift the garbage, she sometimes saw an old woman sitting on the garbage dump to pick up bottles. The old woman was hunched and faltered. Just discuss with several classmates and put the bottles together, so that grandma won't have to struggle to pull in the garbage.

I'm very touched by what Mr. Ru said. The children are so caring!

A few days later, Mr. Ru told me that more and more students have joined their team, and nearly 3 students have participated. They have developed into a caring group. Ge once gave me a list of love groups, a very long list. They collect the beverage bottles in the class every day, and use the time when grandma goes to pick up garbage to pour the bottles beside her, because if they are poured directly into grandma's bag, she won't want them.

The love group is developing quietly. I didn't deliberately praise them in the class, because they did it either to get praise or to help the grandmother, without any utilitarian purpose.

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However, the day before yesterday morning, after listening to Ru's complaint, I understood why Grandma refused. I told Ru that Grandma gave you three choices because she was a person with self-esteem, unwilling to accept others' sympathy and charity, and you would do the same, right? We have to find a way to take care of the self-esteem of the elderly. I think you can choose the third option. When you go, bring a small cup and pour some boiling water, which will make the grandmother feel at ease.

Ms. Ru nodded and went back to the classroom. I grabbed my cell phone, trying to follow them and take pictures of them.

The students who gave me the bottle smiled shyly when I raised my mobile phone, and I was embarrassed to let them pose, so I took a picture and followed them quietly. On the way, students from other classes looked at them curiously, too. A large group of people were carrying several bags with mineral water bottles in their hands, and passers-by would be curious.

Seeing that they entered the garbage dump door and quickly came out, they asked what happened. It turned out that grandma was not there, so they went directly to grandma's cabin. I was too embarrassed to go in and listen outside. I heard the old lady let them drink water and kept saying things like how nice the children were.

Oh, I can hardly believe my ears. What a kind, kind and gentle grandmother she is! But in my impression, she loves to call names. It seems that the children's love has influenced her. In fact, I have been busy with my work this year, and I have rarely seen her. There are also several grandmothers who often pick up waste products on campus. I admire their diligence and thrift, but because students have been "ransacked" before they have time to take their books away from their dormitory, especially when all the garbage bins in the dormitory were taken away just after the holiday last semester, which made us buy them again, I lack simple sympathy and care for these grandmothers.

I think of the "Help a Robin" volunteer action we organized before. Now, isn't this old and frail grandmother also a wounded robin?

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In the class meeting the night before yesterday, I solemnly praised my classmates' loving actions and reviewed the volunteer actions of Clivia class in previous years. The students didn't know why it was called "Help a Mockingbird" volunteer action. I recited a poem by Dickinson:

If I can save a heart from sorrow

Dickinson

If I can save a heart from sorrow.

What we helped to wake up in those years was an injured robin, who had just entered the second grade of primary school and had a car accident. He suffered from cerebral palsy and hydrocephalus, and he could only lie in bed every day, with only one syllable in his mouth. Now, the grandmother who the classmates help is also a wounded robin: she is old and weak, and her legs and feet are inconvenient, and she has to go to the garbage dump to pick up beverage bottles every day. In One Hundred Skirts, which we just read, there are also injured robins. The students said it was Wanda and old Svencen. Yes, I recommend you to read the novel To Kill a Mockingbird in the summer vacation, or watch a movie adapted from the novel. I briefly introduced the outline of the novel, and the black guy inside is also an injured robin.

However, to help others, we must take care of each other's self-esteem. No one wants to accept sympathy and charity, and this old woman is no exception. Grandma seems to be in her eighties. Maybe she doesn't want to rely on her son and daughter to support herself. She wants to earn her own living. She lives in school and picks up drinks bottles, which is also her own income from her labor. This kind of life is a dignified life. Students want to help her, save bottles to give her, and set up a love group, which is very good, and we hope that this volunteer action will continue in the next session, but love should also be based on respect for each other, right?

well, the students nodded in succession.

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Yesterday morning, I went to class in the classroom. At the stairs, I saw the pavilion students in my class bending down to pick up a mineral water bottle on the stairs. I picked up my mobile phone to take a picture, but I didn't catch it. Walking to the platform of the corridor, I saw the bottle fall from the pavilion, and the pavilion picked it up again. Hehe, I caught it this time. Pavilion smiled at me, took the bottle into the classroom and put it in a handbag at the back of the classroom.

When I went to the toilet at noon yesterday, I saw a group of children in my class walking behind the teaching building with bags. They must have sent bottles to grandma. I saw them walking to the door of the garbage dump far away, just as grandma came out of the garbage dump, dragging a big bag with her. The children turned the bottle upside down, and of course I took the opportunity to take two photos.

aren't the children beautiful?

Looking at these children, I am proud to meet them this year. Perhaps, to others, this is a very small move, but these mineral water bottles are full of children's love. I organized the volunteer action a few years ago; The current loving action is the spontaneous choice of children, and this action will continue.