My big private school experience (15) Silent travel

I wrote about the experience of taking high school students on a graduation trip before, and the response I received can be described as "two-sided evaluation in the world". Some friends remembered that when they were in high school, they did all their graduation trips by themselves, and did not want to involve their teachers at all. The result was a very fulfilling journey of growth. In addition, some friends think that I care too much about the attribution of responsibilities. They think that young people will try to collide with the rules. I should take it lightly and think about my experience in high school graduation trips. I should not take Yunyun too seriously.

I am also in favor of self-organized graduation trips for students, but unfortunately the whole environment is forcing the teacher on. Of course, closing your eyes and smiling is over, but this kind of labor-intensive practice is completely uninstructive. If Taiwan's high school graduation trip is acceptable, then there is nothing wrong with wealthy parents paying for a cleaning company to clean the campus so that students can rest and play during cleaning time. Why don't you be honest and change the educational goals in the education regulations to "cultivating students' answering skills" and "training students' ability to advance to higher education"?

If I say this is absurd, isn't it even more absurd that such a completely meaningless graduation trip is crowned with "growth" and "education" goals?

Clashing rules is of course an inevitable phenomenon of growth, but don't drag people who have no will and responsibility into the water, but it is a character that people should basically forge. In the "graduation trip", if you look closely, these are all denied. It's time to figure out a way to solve it, but everyone from the Ministry of Education down to the schools is pretending to be dead.

"Then why are you serious? Just mess around and everyone will be happy." Alas, I've heard this kind of thing many times in public and private schools.

Having said that, I haven't taught high school for more than ten years. These things are all past events to me, and I'm just talking about the old man of the year. As for my high school graduation trip... Well, it's interesting to say that we didn't have a graduation trip at that time, only "civic training". The advantage is that in addition to the tour bus cost of 200 Taiwan dollars, there is no extra payment. Compared with the current high school graduation trip, which is nearly ten thousand and ten thousand, at least it does not create any financial burden on parents.

I myself taught in high schools in Taiwan for more than ten years. When I entered the industry, my graduation trip was like this. In a private school, you can do whatever you are told to do. There are too many opinions, not to mention the superiors, even your colleagues will look at you. The above decides the route, decides the travel agency, decides the price; the teacher collects the money, arranges the seats in the car, and divides the dormitory group.

As senior colleagues told me: education is a business, don't take it too high.

On a graduation trip with a large private school, the school decided to go to southern Taiwan that year. I remember that the route seems to be visiting a certain university, then going to Chengcheng Lake for a stroll, and staying for one night in downtown Kaohsiung. The next day, I went to Hengchun and Eluanbi, and lived in Kenting. On the last morning, I went to a certain bay to watch the sunrise. After the students had breakfast, they played beach volleyball, and then returned north after checking out.

The students are of course very excited, and I think there is nothing wrong with being excited. After reminding them to pay attention to safety, I began to serve as the mascot of the team, closed my eyes and closed my eyes, and rested.

On the first night of living in Kaohsiung, the school held a simple party. After the activity, the students went back to their dormitories. Then the teacher went to roll the call at 11 o'clock in the evening according to the regulations. After the call was completed, the students should obey the rules and take a bath and go to bed early, and the teacher also went to bed.

I was arranged to sleep in the same room as Mr. Wu, who was in the next class of the same department, with a bed for each person, which was quite comfortable. But even though I felt tired, I tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep.

Like most smokers, Mr. Wu, the big head, had a bit of obstruction in his airway and made a loud snoring sound when he was sleeping. Although I don't think I should be much better, people can't hear their own snoring after all. I was so disturbed that I couldn't sleep. I woke up and sat beside the bed. Watching TV didn't seem to be anything to see. Wouldn't it be even more sinful if I woke up Teacher Wu?

On second thought, did the students know if they were asleep?

Get up, put on your shoes, put on the room key, and take the elevator to the student housing floor a little tired and leisurely. There is an instructor living at the entrance of the stairs, so theoretically there shouldn't be anything wrong!

The strange thing is: just as I got to the stairs, I heard a loud noise. Asshole! These dead kids! Even without sleeping and making noise, it seems that he is probably playing cards. Did the instructor fall asleep? Don't care about it?

I listened carefully and found that the source of the noise was somewhere among them. I knocked on the door, but no one answered. It was probably too loud and no one heard at all. Reached out and turned the horn lock on the door, hey! not locked? Well, just open the door and go in.

As soon as the door opened, the true volume of the noise surged up like a wave, almost suffocating. The air is full of smoke, and these students have become immortals by smoking.

I closed the door and looked around the room. There were nearly twenty people in the six-person room, and I recognized these people in my heart. So what are they making noise around? scare! In the middle is a middle-aged woman, biting her tongue lightly and pretending to be a seductive and coquettish expression, she took off her nakedness and only her panties were twisting her waist and swinging her hips. Seeing that she was about to take off her panties, the students screamed and danced around this upcoming climax.

I reached out and patted Zhiyu on the shoulder. He is the squad leader, it seems that this drama has a lot to do with him!

Zhiyu turned around and saw it was me: "Ah! Guide boy!..." He hurriedly stopped the scene, and the other students quieted down and looked at me. The strip girl looked at me with a puzzled expression:

"Ah... what's the situation now? Should I continue?"

I said directly, "I'm their mentor. Put your clothes on first." She piled up a smile:

"Oh, it's the teacher? It doesn't matter! I won't charge more for one more person, respect the teacher."

I felt slapped in the face, I turned my face and said:

"It's better if you put on your clothes first."

"Wear it?" Her face was not very good-looking:

"I'm at work. My client isn't you. You just wear it when you say it?"

"You are also here to make a living, I understand that," I said slowly, word by word:

"Excuse me, how much would you like to come to this scene?"

She lit a cigarette:

"It's 5,000 yuan. You can't touch it if you look at it. It's the same as the teacher. You can't add more money."

"Is it this number?" I glanced at Zhiyu and he nodded, probably not knowing what I was going to do.

I then asked, "Who do you pay?"

"Let's get together, guide boy, let's go out to play, open your eyes and grow up, don't be so serious!" Zhiyu laughed along, probably hoping that the situation could be eased. I have always been a liberal, he probably I hope I can continue to open up at this time. I ignored his words and gave the order directly:

"Have you given the money? If you haven't given it yet, give it to someone and take it to the elevator."

He gave the money as he said. I smiled and said to the dancer:

"I'm sorry, I'm here today, please go back first."

Her expression was very strange, and she probably felt embarrassed for taking the money halfway through the process, so she took out a thousand-yuan bill and returned it:

"It's not over yet, so there's no need for so much."

Zhiyu hurriedly took it over, bowed and bowed in thanks, half-pulled and half-pushed, and took her out the door.

First instruct the students to open the windows and use electric fans to draw out the smoke. Then ask the students to clean up the cigarette butts and beer cans on the ground. Almost done, Zhiyu just came back.

I got them all to stand and began to ask:

"Smoking? Drinking? Watching striptease? What are you doing?"

Some students bowed their heads, some shrugged their shoulders, and He Kuozui, the class's favorite bullshit, opened his mouth and wanted to smooth things out:

"Guy, don't be like this, legal principles are nothing more than human feelings. Usually we also smoke and drink. It's just that you may not catch it. Today's graduation trip, students come to the metropolis to see the world, learn from social experience and grow , Teacher, you should be happy for us, we are not children anymore."

A few students next to him repeatedly said yes.

I thought that my face should be ugly at that time, and I began to teach a series of lessons:

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Are the laws and human relationships used in this way? Do your human relationships include mentors? Do you treat mentors as human beings? I usually smoke and drink, so why do I have to smoke and drink in the hotel today? You are not challenging growth, you are challenging me! What is growing up watching striptease? Haven't you seen the movie?

If these remarks were placed in the current educational environment in Taiwan, and students were secretly recorded with their mobile phones and reported to the Ministry of Education, it would have made me unable to eat. Fortunately, technology was not so developed back then, and not every student had a mobile phone, and this class of students brought them well, so they didn't sell me.

Telling them to go back to their rooms to rest, I went downstairs to the door. Maybe it's because the blood pressure is too high, the heartbeat is a bit fast, it's a bit hot, and it's a bit dizzy. Just after walking out the door, the instructor and Mr. Wu were standing at the door smoking a cigarette.

"Huh? Teacher Yang, are you here to smoke too?"

"I'm here to breathe, I'm bored."

"Alas, you really can't stand it! Children and grandchildren are blessed with their own children and grandchildren, let alone not even children and grandchildren."