去年9月,我新接手了一个一年级班级。39个刚从幼儿园来的小娃娃,对新学校的一切都感到那么好奇:操场那么大,他们使劲地奔跑;草坪那么绿,他们开心地打滚;学校那么大,他们尽情地捉迷藏。而我,一开学就要去杭州参加为期一个月的培训。那天,正当我认真聆听教授的讲座时,一条手机短信传来,是我们班的一位家长发来的。洋洋洒洒几百字,历数了我不在学校时她的所见所闻,字字句句都是对学校工作的不 Last September, I took over a freshman class. The 39 young dolls just come from kindergarten are so curious about everything in the new school: playgrounds are so big that they run hard; the lawn is so green and they roll happily; the school is so big they hide and seek as hard as they can. And I, a school is about to go to Hangzhou for a month of training. On that day, just as I listened attentively to a professor's lecture, a text message came from a parent of our class. A few hundred words eloquent, I learned when I was out of school, the words and expressions are all school work is not