Wear Mom'S Shoes To School

When the parents went to town, the children went to town. Their parents needed to earn money to work, and children needed to study and grow up.

At the end of the year, we choose ten children from the families of migrant workers to read stories. Please pay attention to the children of migrant workers who are studying in cities and pay attention to the families of migrant workers who live in cities. Please extend more help to them, please give them more equal and friendly eyes, so that our city can add another warm current in the cold winter.

Zhujia archives

Sichuan has been in Dalian for more than 6 years, and now it is the three class in green wave primary school in five years.

Her name is Zhu Jia. She is 13 years old.

She said she was cheerful, but when she smiled, tears were falling down. She was not appointed, but she was the health committee member of her classmates. She was also a small "big sister" in the migrant workers' students.

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Don't call me "children of migrant workers".

In the afternoon, the reporter waited for her in the office of green wave primary school.

After a gentle knocking on the door, Zhu Jia opened the door and greeted the teacher and the reporter generously, then sat upright in the chair.

Zhu Jie speaks Mandarin very well, and she smiles from time to time in conversation. It seems that Jia Jia has already integrated into the life of the city.

Zhu Jia is now a student of Green Po primary school three classes in five years. Her hometown is in Sichuan, her father works as a carpenter at construction sites, and her mother does odd jobs everywhere.

Miss Zhu, a teacher in charge of class, said that she was a little older than her classmates. She was an excellent student in the class, not only a good academic record, but also a good helper of the teacher.

"My parents and I have been in Dalian for over 6 years, and I am very cheerful from childhood."

When she finished talking, tears filled her eyes, and her little mouth began to pick up. She tried to hold back her tears. But when she opened her mouth, tears rolled down. "But a classmate always called me a migrant worker's child."

Zhu Jia told reporters that there was a naughty little boy in the class, who often joked to call her "migrant worker child", which made her feel very sad. So when the reporter asked what wishes she had, she blurted out, "I hope no more students will call me a migrant worker's child."

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Take off these adult shoes.

Guan Jiao Kuo Jia was very sensible. "All the mischievous classmates in the class sat at the same table with Zhu Jia. I arranged so that all the children could be driven and influenced by Canon.

Though a migrant worker's child, she did better than the children in the city.

Because of her good performance, the children of other migrant workers in the class listened to her. She was a little "big sister" in those migrant workers' children, and she was very much in the same breath.

When he heard the teacher's praise, Zhu Jia smiled through tears. His legs swayed back and forth, revealing a pair of adult half heeled leather shoes.

See the reporter noticed her shoes, Zhujia back to her feet and shrink, a face embarrassed, "this is someone else's mother's shoes, mother can not wear, just when I have no shoes to wear it to me."

If only I could not wear these shoes, my classmates would sometimes ask me if they were wearing adult shoes.

But my brother's schoolbag was badly broken. If he had money in his family, he should first buy a schoolbag for his brother. "

Wang Lu, director of the education division of the school, said that Zhu Jia's younger brother also went to school at Green Wave primary school and was in grade three.

When the school organizes outing activities, Zhu Jia often asks the teacher not to attend.

"My brother will go, and when his brother comes back, I'll let him tell me what he sees. I'm sick and I don't like to go."

When the reporter asked Zhu Jia whether she was really sick or did not like to go, or wanted to save money for her brother to go, she immediately turned red and lowered her head.

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Not appointed, but become a health commissioner.

Wang Lu told reporters that she had always thought that Jia Jia was a health committee member of the class.

"When I went to their class to ask who was a member of the health committee, they told me all the time that they were Zhujia, and later they knew that their class members had another person."

Guan explained with a smile: "when the class judges are elected, Zhu Hao signs up for the squad leader, while the students choose her to be a health committee member. As a result, she did not become the head of the class, nor did she become a health committee member.

The child then said to me, "teacher, I don't sign up to be a health commissioner not to avoid labor. I just want to be the monitor, although I have not elected, but I also do the work of the health committee."

In the hearts of the students, Zhu Jia is the health commissioner because the child can work too much.

Every morning, during class activities, other students are playing outside. Zhu always stays in the classroom to keep her classmates and teachers table neat and tidy. When school is over, she will take the initiative to stay behind to clean up, turn off the lights, lock the door, and leave the classroom at last.

"You are not a health commissioner. Why do you do so much?"

Hearing the reporter's question, Zhu Jia's side thought for a while. "The class is clean, the students will be very happy, then I will be very happy."

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I'll buy a big house for my parents.

After school, Zhu Jia took his brother to his brother's class as usual and led his brother home.

When running to catch up with the bus, the reporter saw Zhujia had a strange movement. She would carry her hand back to the bottom of her schoolbag.

"How tired are you running like this?"

The reporter asked.

"It's not easy to run a schoolbag.

You see, his brother's schoolbag is broken. He should be taught to cherish his schoolbag like me. "

Zhu Jia felt his brother's head.

In a residential building in Houyi District, there is a clean room with two rooms and one hall, with three families in it.

A more than 10 square meter room is full of a big bed and two small beds, which is the home of Zhu Jia.

Back home, Zhujiahe and his brother immediately took out their books to do their homework.

"My father said, my family is the poorest in our village, but they brought us out to school in the city, hoping that they would not do odd jobs like they did in the future.

Once I saw my father carrying heavy wood, and his heart was very uncomfortable, so I had to study hard and buy them a big house in the future, so that they would not work so hard.

Though the tears and eyes were whirling in the school and the reporter, she smiled as soon as she got home.

She quietly told reporters that she was more willing to let her parents see her happy.