This report I came across by chance is indeed of reference significance. In the eyes of Western education research experts, education has never been a separate cause. It is inseparably linked to all aspects of society. In Western studies, India

Education in remote and impoverished areas cannot simply rely on educational reform and investment. They believe that the first thing to do is to change people's minds. Teachers must first not treat students from different backgrounds differently.

"This report was from the 1990s. You were probably just born at that time. Do you feel that this is what you are talking about?" I asked.

"Brother Li, are you sure this is a report about studying India and not about southern Xinjiang?" Teacher Xiao Zhang asked me.

I was afraid that he would misunderstand my intention of telling this report, so I said to him: "It may be a bit incredible, but the situations that appear in different countries and different cultural backgrounds seem to be the same. I am not complaining or criticizing anything by saying this.

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"Do you know what else this American has done?" I paused intentionally and asked.

"I don't know, does the report say how to solve this problem, or how to change the situation of backward education?" Teacher Xiao Zhang asked.

"Let me first talk about some experiments he has done. He arranged a behavioral test. He believed that many injustices are caused by people's prejudice against remote areas. In order to confirm whether this prejudice will affect teachers' behavior towards students, he conducted

Teachers were given a test in which they were asked to grade test papers for a group of students. They did not know the students, but half of the randomly selected teachers were given test papers and were told the full names of the children taking the test.

, including caste. You should know that the caste system still existed in India at that time, right? Then half of the teachers received anonymous test papers from the children. Later they found that, on average, teachers could not see the class status of the students.

, they gave lower scores to lower-class students when they knew the class they were in. However, what’s interesting is that the teachers who did this were from the lower class themselves.” I briefly explained the content and results of the test.

"You mean, people at the bottom will discriminate against people at the bottom? Teachers from the bottom give lower grades to students from the bottom? Instead of giving points objectively based on students' answers to questions?" Teacher Xiao Zhang asked.

"Yes, but this is not what I said, but the test results in the report in India. Did you know? What's interesting is that in that test, teachers from higher classes treated students from different classes fairly.

When they knew that this was a student from the bottom, they gave a higher score. It might be out of sympathy or encouragement, but I personally think that appropriate encouragement can indeed make children with low self-esteem become positive again. "I

said.

"The situation in India is definitely different from that in China, so there is not much comparability and reference significance. It is said that human nature may be less affected by cultural background than we think. That is to say, if we remove some labels

Factor, if I didn't emphasize at the beginning that it was only the situation in India in the 1990s, you might really believe that I was talking about a certain place in the country, and those teachers and students were very similar to the teachers and students we know." I

said.

I fell silent after saying this. I knew I shouldn't talk too much to this teacher I just met. I really didn't want him to leave Kashgar after working for a year or two, although his choice to leave may be the right one for him.

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The story I told aroused Teacher Zhang's thinking. He asked me if I could tell him where to find the report. He wanted to take a look.

"I saw it a long time ago. I was still in Shanghai at that time. Teacher Yaoyao had just arrived at your school. I can't remember where I saw it. I'll tell you when I find it or remember it. You can also look for it yourself." I said.

I don’t want him to see this report, for fear that he will feel uneasy about teaching. I just want to tell him not to look at students and parents in backward areas with a discriminatory eye, and to complain less and be more rational and fair. I also

I hope he can see these papers, so that maybe he can understand his responsibilities and be a good teacher with peace of mind.

He took them out of the campus and went to the dormitory where Yaoyao and Hua Wen once lived.

The huge spherical elm tree behind the dormitory was already covered with green leaves. Many birds were moving in and out of the dense leaves. I first went around to the back of the house to look at the tree and the lush field of wheat. I didn’t take any pictures.

Photos, I don’t want to touch my fragile heart.

Although Teacher Xiao Zhang said that there are two recently recruited teachers living in Hua Wen's dormitory, so they can go in and take a look. I didn't go in to take a look, there was no need. My memory only stayed at the last time I helped Yaoyao's parents.

When sorting out Yaoyao's belongings, I don't want to destroy that memory.

At this time, Hua Wen called me and asked me where I was and asked me to hurry to the school cafeteria.

"Today is very lively. It was an ordinary day for teachers, but it became extraordinary because you came here. The principal went to buy a sheep, and the school cafeteria prepared a big meal. The teachers are going to entertain us with a dinner. Come here quickly.

Right." Hua Wen said on the phone.

The school has two canteens. One is a two-story building for students. There are many students eating, most of them are boarding students, so the conditions are relatively good. The canteen is not that big, and the students' meals are delivered to the classrooms.

Food. The other cafeteria belongs to the teacher and has only one bungalow. When I entered, people in the cafeteria were temporarily setting up some large round tables.

Some teachers live in the countryside, and they can live in their own homes. Teachers like Mr. Zhang live in dormitories, and each teacher is assigned a dormitory. These teachers come from all over the world and have different tastes, so many of them live on their own.

Cooking is provided in the dormitory.

"Every day I either make notes or grab rice with my hands, and the fried vegetables are not delicious. I occasionally eat a little in the cafeteria, but most of the time I cook by myself," said the little teacher who accompanied me.

"I think the food in Xinjiang is quite delicious. Don't you have a set meal with some meat and some vegetables?" In my impression, all canteens should be like this.

"There are few varieties of vegetables here. There is a piece of land behind the school where some vegetables are grown. There are many students, and the vegetables they grow themselves are usually not enough to eat and they have to buy some. During the summer vacation, they can't eat all the vegetables they grow, so the canteen makes pickles. In winter,

There are still few green vegetables. Generally speaking, the taste of the food is not bad, but the home-cooked food tastes better." Teacher Xiao Zhang seemed a little homesick and did not praise the Xinjiang food when he talked about it.

During the meal, except for the teachers on duty who take care of the students and the teachers on duty in the office, almost all the other teachers came and sat at four tables. Occasionally, the doorman and people from the canteen would come in to eat and talk.

A large plate of chicken, finger meat, grilled mutton skewers, a large plate of lamb tripe, spicy lamb trotters and other dishes were all served one after another, followed by some seasonal vegetables, pancakes, and naan. There was no time to finish a large table of dishes.

It is said that due to the remoteness, it is rare for those teaching teachers who left after teaching to come back to visit. Therefore, Hua Wen's return at this time made many teachers full of emotions. On the one hand, they lamented that Hua Wen had deep feelings for the school, and on the other hand, they envied Hua Wen.

Wen, a rich girl, can be so comfortable.

They reminisced about the past, chatted, sang and danced, and most of them were very excited anyway. Many of the teachers were graduates of normal schools, so they played, played, and sang. It was my first time to experience such a scene, and I became a little excited.

No wonder Yaoyao said that life in southern Xinjiang is very real and pure.

Teacher Xiao Zhang sitting next to me said: "Brother Li, I dare not think about what else I can do after I leave school. To use an old saying, I have an elder and a younger child at home. I have to take care of my family far away in rural Gansu.

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"Are you married?" I asked, and he said that I thought he already had children.

"Brother Li is disgusted with my face. I don't even have a wife. How can I have children? So I plan to find a female teacher here to marry, preferably from my hometown. The two of us can live an ordinary life here.

After the holidays, we can go back to our hometown to visit relatives together," said Teacher Xiao Zhang.

I asked him if he had any goals, and if he did, point them to me. He hesitated sheepishly and pointed to a girl on another table. It looked like that girl might be malnourished, not well developed, and thin.

She is small and has a small face, but she still looks pretty.

I immediately stood up and walked over under the panicked and puzzled gaze of Teacher Xiao Zhang. The dress and temperament of this female teacher looked similar to Teacher Xiao Zhang. I felt that she was also from the countryside.

"Hello, teacher, when I introduced you just now, there were too many people, so I can't remember your name. But the teacher Xiao Zhang who accompanied me quietly told me that he liked you very much, so I went out of my way to give him a promotion.

, if you think you can date him, don’t reject him immediately when he pursues you in a few days. I don’t know either of you two. If you think you can’t be friends with him, tell him quietly.

I, I will tell him to prevent Mr. Zhang from having unrequited love." I held the back of the chair and whispered to the female teacher.

The female teacher's face immediately turned red. She was at a loss at first. She stood up in a hurry but knocked down her chopsticks. Then she smiled and touched her chest to calm down. There seemed to be a light flashing in her eyes.

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Then she picked up the teacup, regained her composure and said, "Brother Li, I particularly admire Teacher Yaoyao. I would like to offer you a cup of tea instead of wine. I wish you a happy life and great fortune."

Now I became nervous, so I quickly returned to the table and clinked my water glass with her. Teacher Xiao Zhang looked at me with some reproach. The school has a system that prohibits drinking on campus, so there is no drinking today.
Chapter completed!