新学年伊始,学校安排我到男生云集的建筑班担任高三语文教学工作,难的是还要与财会班一决高下,参与高考竞争。上第一堂课,教室里一团乌烟瘴气:架着二郎腿、嚼着口香糖,眼神乜斜、笑容暧昧,一副刀枪不入、“你能把我咋样”的大无畏的气势。在这样一个“兵大爷当道”的班,在硝烟弥漫的高三战场担任处境本就尴尬的语文学科的教学工作,无异于以四两之力拉千斤之重,我开始“怵然为戒,视为止,行为迟”,琢磨起如何与这群云集的语文后进生过招。 At the beginning of the new school year, the school arranged for me to go to the architectural class where the boys gathered for the third year of Chinese language teaching. It was difficult to compete with the accounting class to participate in the college entrance examination competition. On the first lesson, there was a smoky atmosphere in the classroom: framing his legs, chewing gum, looking askance, smiling, and being invulnerable, “You can make me look like this”. In such a class of “Uncle Soldier of the Month”, the teaching of the Chinese language discipline in the high-third battlefield in which the smoke has settled down is tantamount to taking the heavy weight of the four or two. I began to “take it for granted.” As far as possible, the behavior was late, and I wondered how to make a living with this group of languages.