“你会缝沙包吗?”在中队活动课上,我问孩子们。孩子们你看看我,我看看你,举起来的小手只有一两个。霎时间,我想起我们小时候,好像每个孩子都会缝沙包,不仅女生擅长,就连男生也不输他人,缝得花样百出,种类繁多。“那,你想学缝沙包吗?”孩子们纷纷举手。“那下节中队活动课,我们来学缝沙包。”在孩子们期盼的眼神中,我们又迎来了新的一周。“孩子们,你们都准备好材料了吗?”每个人都看着自己面前鼓鼓的塑料袋,我打开一袋:嗬,东西准备得挺整 “You will sew sandbags it?” In the squadron activity class, I asked the children. You look at me, children, I look at you, only one or two small hands up. All of a sudden, I remember when we were young, as if every child would sew sandbags, not only girls are good at, and even boys do not lose others, sewed a great variety, a wide range. “Then, you want to learn sewing sandbags it?” “Children have raised their hands. ”Then the next squadron activity class, we come to learn sewing sandbags.“ ”In the eyes of the children look forward to, we have ushered in a new week. “Kids, are you guys ready?” Everyone looked at the bulging plastic bag in front of me, and I opened a bag: