My work as a teacher is harder than before. Because two students died we, as class teachers, need to walk around the school at certain times, no time to rest at all. Sometimes I just divide myself into two persons - the real me is open, lovely, kind, easy-going but when I face the students I need to be really strict and I am always thinking about how I should punish them when they doing something wrong. I did talk with them time and time again but I still need to punish them when talk is useless. I do think you can move someone with you heart and love, sometimes, but some students are just like stone, no matter what you have done to them, no matter whether you are good or bad, hard or soft. I doubt whether the character of the students really decides anything.
One of the teachers told me: “You are not here for teaching. The most important thing is to educate them how to be good people, to respect”. I do believe that now. I can feel that I am changing. I have come to believe what I didn’t believe before and I started to doubt what I believed before, especially in the area of education.
I think, I doubt, I write, I talk, I study, I want to do something more but I find I am powerless. I am so tiny. In my class alone there are so many people, 64 students. Every day I need to talk to so many students, just because they haven’t attended morning exercise, or they talked back to other teachers or they have not cleaned the classroom. Such tiny details that I think a 16 or 17-year old person can do properly by themselves. In addition, I need to company them to hospital when they are ill and I need to observe whether they have any psychology problems, if they have the intention to kill themselves. To be honest, I don’t really have time to prepare my lessons.
After the two students died the leader said that stability is the first aim, so every minute we really need to be stopping such kinds of accidents from happening again. It really is a hard job. I never realized before. It is much more difficult than I thought.
Here is our school timetable. You can see how crazy they are and how crazy the education is.
起床,早操 (get up, morning exercise) 6:20 --6:40
早餐,卫生 (breakfast, clean) 6:40--7:20
早读 (morning reading) 7:20---7:50
第一节课(first lesson) 8:00--8:40
第二节课(second lesson) 8:50--8:40
第三节课 (third lesson) 9:40--10:20
第四节课 (forth lesson) 10:40--11:20
第五节课 (fifth lesson) 11:30---12:10
午餐,活动(lunch) 12:10--13:00
午休 (rest) 13:00---14:15)
第六节课 (sixth lesson) 14:30--15:10
眼保健操 (eye exercises) 15:10--15:15 [they never do it unless some one comes to check on them]
第七节课 (seventh lesson) 15:25——16:05
第八节课 (eighth lesson) 16:20--17:00
晚餐卫生 (supper ,clean ) 17:00--18:20
晚自习一 (evening class 1) 18:20--19:10
晚自习二 (evening class 2) 19:20--20:10
晚自习三 (evening class 3):20:20---21:10
晚自习四 (evening class 4) 21:20--23:00
晚自习五 (evening class 5) 22:20--23:30
洗漱,熄灯 (washing, rest) 22:20--23:30
You can see from the timetable that students have no time to do sports. We had an exam recently and many students fell ill during the exam time. I think students need more sleep and more sport. Even I need time to do sports and sleep.
So many people said I am too kind to students. I dont know if it’s true. As time goes by I find I become so restless, so quick to get angry with some students. No matter how hard or soft I am, whether I punish them or talk to them, whether I tell the parents, they just keep on going the same way as before. I just feel they like stone. I'm sure they need to study how to respect, how to be grateful. I complain but I still appreciate such a chance to deal with different kind of students. I gradually get some real experience and I know I get stronger and more mature through this. I have a deep awareness of the real education in China. What we learned in university is really useless the most of time. The university education should connect with our life, our real work. What is the root of the problem?
When we met Nita in August she told us of a student who died, as a result of an ectopic pregnancy. She had been too afraid to tell anyone that she had missed a period, suspecting she was pregnant. When the pain started nobody suspected that it was anything more serious than an upset tummy. The school instructed all teachers to keep silent about the incident. Nita comments on the school's desire to reach stability and prevent students from coming to harm. As in most cases this is achieved through even tighter controls and a relentless timetable, rather than through life skills education and knowledge. Do we education students "how to be good people" by putting them in straight-jackets? Nita is struggling to adapt to a very harsh social environment that many teachers lack the proper skills to deal with. I don't know where else it ends other than in disaster. Maybe a crisis will be the turning point, the final indicator that something just isn't working.