When Do Rural Children Go To School To Have "Happy Feet"?

For a long time, many rural children have a long way to go to school. After the announcement of the topic, everyone wrote to us about their long way to school. Through these letters, we see a firm and upward figure. Their efforts to study are moving. While moving, we also hope that all sectors of society can join hands to create a better learning environment for these children and make their school roads less difficult.
Student Forum
My hard way to go to school
I was born in a remote village. I studied in the village from grade two in primary school. Although I live in the plain, but I have a long way to go, especially when it is raining and snowing, the long way to school makes me too scared to go out.
One night in late autumn, it raining for a long time. After the evening study, I rode my bicycle on the road. There was a turn in front of me. I pressed the bell, and I wanted to wake the person across. Unexpectedly, the opposite side was actually a car. I hurried to dodge, or I was shaved by the back of the car. I got up from the ground, and I had a lot of pain, but it didn't matter. I clenched my teeth and lifted the car on the ground. At that time, my clothes were all wet. I was cold and afraid, and a tree hole was willing to drill in. But half way home. Parents will worry too late when they come home. No way, I had to hold back the pain and ride on the car askew. On the dirt road, there was a muddy water on the road. The car couldn't ride at all, so I pushed it away. After a moment's push, the wheels were covered with mud and could not move. I just put the car up and dug it out a little bit with my hand and then pushed it. So I walked for a while, stopped for a while, and finally cut my fingers. When my heart was crossed, I simply lifted the car up and came to a home. Along the way, a deep foot, a shallow foot, I do not know how many fall, the face hit by the car several pieces of green, seven miles, for 2 hours. When I got home, I had become a little clay figurine.
This year I have already entered the third grade, and I will continue to go on my way to school.
Li Henggong, Zouping County, Shandong
Happy feet
I was born in the countryside, my family was very poor. I didn't wear any new shoes before I went to junior high school. Admitted to the county's key junior high school, my mother bought me a pair of sports shoes - the most expensive shoes in the family.
The school is eight miles away from our home town. There are no bicycles in my family. My parents let me live in school. In order to save money, I chose to go to school. I don't care to travel so far every day, but I love those new shoes very much, because this is my only pair of new shoes. The new shoes are comfortable and beautiful. In less than a week, the pattern of the sole was worn to a blur. Once I thought about it, the more I thought about it, the more distressed I felt. After that, I simply took off and walked with bare feet. Every day after that. At the beginning, the feet were very painful, bleed and blood. Then gradually grew a thick cocoon on his feet and walked away without pain. So these shoes were only worn on my feet at school and at home. Later, my mother did not know how to know it, and cried that she would not let me take off my shoes again. In this way, these shoes look quite new for three years. Shoes are saved, but feet are much larger than other children.
I can't remember how many miles my feet have gone, but as long as I see these big feet, I will cherish what I have now. Later, I have to use these big feet to get out of a road of my own, every step is steadfast and steady.
Hu Hongchun, Henan
Long way to school, tired and happy.
I went to junior high school in a village school a dozen miles away from home. Every day after school, it takes more than two hours to go to school and lunch in the school canteen. When I was in junior high school, my parents were very worried about me: "child, can you walk down such a long road?" I patted my chest and said, "no problem!"
From home to school, there are two ways to choose, one is the gravel road, and the other is to take a few turns. The other is the country road that we prefer to walk, and the soft soil road is whitened to the school. When school is over, there are a few students who want to take the road. They say, "come on, take the path, the shortest distance between two points, and take the road, which is on both sides of the triangle." "What if we meet a pond?" "Swim past." "What happens when you meet a ghost?" "Run it." So everyone laughed and stepped on the path home.
The road attracts us not only to save time, but also to enjoy the scenery and laughter. In spring, the Brassica campestris and flowers are everywhere in the air, and bees are flying around. In summer, rice flowers come into bloom, frogs sing happily, and sometimes they climb to the mulberry trees behind the houses of the villagers, so that the red mulberry fruits are red mouthed, and then run all the way home. In the autumn, naughty schoolmates picked up the taro ridge of the farm or dragged out a few clusters of peanut seedlings. We ate and laughed and watched someone chasing it. Then they shouted and shouted, "slow down, don't fall down, eat it, don't ruin it!" In winter, when school is over, a pile of weeds on the roadside is warming up, and the red flames reflect the red faces. This long way to go is also a paradise for us to learn. On the way to school, I took out my books and walked away, reciting words, an ancient poem. I was engraved on my mind in the soft breeze of the morning. When I arrived at school, the book would also be recited.
Teenage children are sure to be tired after more than thirty days of country roads. But the joy of innocence in this pain is unforgettable.
 
Ding Jinhua, Ba Gong Shan, Huainan, Anhui
Junior high school life with bicycles
I am a college student. In the more than 10 years of my career, what impressed me most is junior high school life.
My hometown is in the rural area of Mengcheng, Anhui. Although we are not mountainous areas, but because of relatively backward education and inadequate infrastructure, there are only a few rows of tile roofed houses in schools. Only in the coldest time of winter can schools arrange accommodation. Usually, we ride our bikes between school and home every day.
The school is about seven miles away from home, but because it was all dirt roads at that time, it took one hour to go back and forth. At that time, there were morning, morning, afternoon and evening self study. Because to go home to eat, we run four trips every day and spend all our spare time on the road. Because it is a dirt road, it is fine to go to school on sunny days. When it rains, it is miserable. When it is relatively small, bicycles are full of mud and can not ride or move.
I remember that the time for reading early was six thirty, so I would get up at five o'clock every day and go to school by bike instead of being late. I remember one time, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep on my bicycle and fell into the ditch of the roadside carelessly. Fortunately, the ditch was not very deep. There was no water in it. I was not hurt, but I was scratched by weeds on my hands and face. I have been very impressed with this matter.
After graduating from junior high school, I went to the county high school and entered the school, so I didn't have to deal with bicycles every day. Now I think back to the life at that time. Compared with those children in the mountains, we are lucky to walk more than 10 miles every time. We have both tempered our minds and exercised our bodies. But running back and forth really did a lot of precious time.
Now when I go home on holiday, I can see that the junior middle school has changed a lot. Teaching buildings, libraries, dormitories, canteens and playgrounds are all available. Seeing these, I am glad to learn from my heart, hope that they will cherish such a good learning condition, cherish time, study hard and make progress every day.
nameless
That winter's way home
In junior high school, the school left home more than a dozen miles, all along the cliff cut out of the gravel road. On weekdays, some tricycles come and go, but when it rains and sleet, the students will be required to walk home for the sake of their safety.
On the first weekend of the winter, there was snow in the mountains. We were asked to walk home.
Because I was walking home from school for the first time, I had no experience. I carried my mug and some sundries with me and excitedly went on the road with my senior classmates. At first, I still feel very happy. So many people walk together with a lot of momentum. There are some red army's Long March flavor. Singing, chasing, playing, walking and walking, from time to time, from the side of the roadside cliff pull a section of "ice slide" lick, feel particularly interesting. But the snow was getting bigger and bigger. I could hardly stand by the strong wind when I took the umbrella with one hand. At this time, it was almost noon. I didn't have breakfast. I wanted to sit on the ground and rest my feet and eat something, but I was told that I could not walk any more. They dragged me for a long time, and saw that they were getting nearer and nearer. They were really ineffective. They had to put me behind a leeward little slope of the roadside, and told me to go for a rest and walk. If they could not walk, they would go home and tell the adults to pick me up. Looking at their farther and farther back, loneliness, loneliness, fear and sadness rushed up. I sat on the ground crying loudly.
The first friend who hurried back informed her parents in time, and my mother found me on the side of the road by bicycle and took me back. Later, I gradually became accustomed to walking home, and I could walk home with my friends every time. Today, the "village and village" project has made the roads of our hometown much easier. Now I can go home by car when I go home on holiday.
Wang Yu, Hefei, Anhui
Bitter memories
My family in the countryside, since junior high school admitted to the county secondary school, I started 6 years of early and late life, now in retrospect, the heart is still very bitter.
At that time, there was a dormitory in the school. I didn't live in order to save more than 100 yuan. I have to get up at five every morning, and after simply washing, I ride to the school to catch up. It's an hour's journey from home to school. If it's windy and rainy, I have to walk to school, so I have to get up at four o'clock in the morning to go to school. At four or five in the morning, it is still dark in the morning. When one is walking on the road, I am afraid of singing. I sing to give myself courage. At half past eight in the evening, I have to go home to study at night and walk on the country road.
At that time, the belief in supporting oneself is going to college. The teacher always tells us to go to university. It was this belief that supported me for 6 years in high school. Now, I went to college, but in retrospect, I still feel very bitter inside. Sincerely hope that the problem of rural children going to school can be solved, and do not let them eat so much pain.
nameless

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