[Review] The last reading class of the 2007–2008 school year

   
On June 12, 2008, the last read­ing class of the semes­ter was held at Chaoyang Dis­trict No. 1 New Cit­i­zen School, mark­ing the com­ple­tion of the first semes­ter of the “Seeds of Hap­pi­ness” read­ing pilot pro­gram.
   
This last time, we were seri­ous­ly short of vol­un­teers. Car­rot Inspec­tor led a team to teach at Renai School in Han­wang, Mianzhu, Sichuan (see link:Chron­i­cles of the Ren’ai School in Qunx­in Vil­lageDing Ding was ill, and Xiao Ai, Dou Dou, and Hip­po could­n’t come for some rea­son. For­tu­nate­ly, we still had Ma Shuoya and the pop­u­lar painter-lawyer duo Xu Cui and Li Ke. Lat­er, I learned that sev­er­al vol­un­teers had strug­gled with their own work dur­ing that time, but they per­sist­ed in com­ing to the New Cit­i­zen School to help. No one knew about it, no one applaud­ed them, only the chil­dren’s enthu­si­asm and eager­ness spurred them on. It was only a week­ly Thurs­day after­noon, but the chal­lenge was per­sis­tence.
   
The four of us can just teach one class in each class: Ma Shuoya is respon­si­ble for Grade 1 (1) and Grade 3; Xu Cui-Li Ke is respon­si­ble for Grade 4 and Grade 2; A Jia is respon­si­ble for Grade 1 (2), Grade 6, and Grade 5.
   
Because those days were very busy, and I had to leave for Sichuan Han­wang to teach ear­ly the next morn­ing (June 13th), I could­n’t pre­pare the con­tent for the three class­es sep­a­rate­ly. I decid­ed to use the same book for all three class­es: Miyan­ishi Tat­suya’s new book “Love You For­ev­er” and “Sophie’s Mas­ter­piece” (see link:Chat­ting about “Sophie’s Mas­ter­piece”).
   
Every time I stepped into the Grade 1 (2) class, I was treat­ed like an idol. As usu­al, the chil­dren cheered, and a few rushed over, not to give me flow­ers, but main­ly to see what books I had brought. I raised the book and slammed it hard on the table, and the chil­dren start­ed slam­ming it too. The few who had rushed over retreat­ed to their seats and start­ed slam­ming again. They shout­ed at the top of their lungs, “The sky is vast, the wilder­ness is bound­less, the wind blows the grass low, and we see cat­tle and sheep!” — this was the code we agreed on. After this rit­u­al, sto­ry time began. When I raised the book “I Will Always Love You” and showed them the famil­iar-look­ing Tyran­nosaurus Rex on the cov­er, they almost all qui­et­ed down and looked at me long­ing­ly.
   
I’m 100% sure these kids are going to love this book.
   
I remem­ber my first sto­ry­time with this class on March 13th. It was also the first time all the vol­un­teers gath­ered at the New Cit­i­zen School for an activ­i­ty. I chose Tat­suya Miyan­ishi’s “You Look Deli­cious.” I usu­al­ly turn to this book when I’m feel­ing over­whelmed because it’s per­fect for sto­ry­telling, and every­one from three- and four-year-olds to fifth- and sixth-graders will be cap­ti­vat­ed and moved by it. And, boy and girl, that’s fine. But that time, despite my best efforts, the chil­dren’s response was quite apa­thet­ic. There were moments when every­one qui­et­ed down and their eyes focused, but over­all, they were still quite dis­tract­ed. Hon­est­ly, it was a bit of a blow to my con­fi­dence, haha. But lat­er I real­ized that was actu­al­ly the best per­for­mance these lit­tle ones had ever had. They real­ly loved the sto­ry, and because of it, they also liked me.
   
This class was a rather unusu­al sit­u­a­tion. It was new­ly opened dur­ing the school’s expan­sion of enroll­ment for the new semes­ter. Some of the stu­dents were first graders from the pre­vi­ous semes­ter, while oth­ers had just enrolled this semes­ter. Over­all, dis­ci­pline was almost nonex­is­tent. Some chil­dren had bare­ly touched a book before, and upon receiv­ing a new book, they would instant­ly crum­ple the cov­er until it was as black as pick­les. Per­haps the school was­n’t ful­ly pre­pared for the teach­ing staff, as the class went through three home­room teach­ers over the next three months, and there was no per­ma­nent teacher for the read­ing course. One can only imag­ine the dis­ci­pli­nary sit­u­a­tion in this class.
   
How­ev­er, after three months of read­ing activ­i­ties, pri­mar­i­ly through two read­ing class­es every Thurs­day after­noon and the ini­tial estab­lish­ment of a class­room book­shelf, the chil­dren in this class have at best devel­oped a basic read­ing habit. Their enthu­si­asm for sto­ry­telling is par­tic­u­lar­ly high, allow­ing them to lis­ten atten­tive­ly through­out a class. They also active­ly par­tic­i­pate in inter­ac­tive activ­i­ties. How­ev­er, to be hon­est, get­ting them to set­tle down and engage in inde­pen­dent group read­ing for even five min­utes is still very dif­fi­cult.
   
From the read­ing exper­i­ment of Class 1 (2), I think I have learned at least two lessons: First, as a read­ing activ­i­ty for the whole class, rules and dis­ci­pline are very impor­tant, and can even be said to be pre­req­ui­sites, because this is pos­si­ble to cre­ate an envi­ron­ment and gen­er­ate a “sense of rit­u­al” on the whole; sec­ond, for low­er grades, espe­cial­ly chil­dren with weak read­ing habits, it is dif­fi­cult to rely sole­ly on week­ly activ­i­ties. Dai­ly activ­i­ties are more impor­tant. Of course, both of these are very depen­dent on the long-term and effec­tive cul­ti­va­tion of the class teacher and the sub­ject teach­ers.
   
Based on these lessons, when I arrived at Ren’ai School in the Han­wang bam­boo for­est of Mianzhu, an earth­quake-strick­en area, the first thing I felt was to estab­lish rules and enforce dis­ci­pline. Although the envi­ron­ment there was harsh, and the liv­ing and teach­ing con­di­tions were extreme­ly dif­fi­cult, all the vol­un­teer teach­ers worked togeth­er to restore order to this small bam­boo for­est school.
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A good envi­ron­ment must be cre­at­ed by one­self
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Nine Arti­cles of Agree­ment
   
In less than a month, chil­dren in remote moun­tain vil­lages far from the dis­as­ter area have trans­formed from com­plete­ly undis­ci­plined activ­i­ties to a rel­a­tive­ly order­ly and col­lab­o­ra­tive approach to learn­ing, labor, and exer­cise, and have begun to enjoy the beau­ty and sense of accom­plish­ment that this order­li­ness brings. There, through dai­ly, free, and relaxed read­ing activ­i­ties, a group of rur­al chil­dren have entered a state of enjoy­ment.
   
The ancients said: “Qui­et as a vir­gin, swift as a rab­bit.” In fact, chil­dren’s edu­ca­tion should also com­bine move­ment and still­ness. In such an increas­ing­ly noisy world we live in, “still­ness” is a lux­u­ry in edu­ca­tion.
   
Let me talk about my Class 1 (2) again. That day, they lis­tened to “Love You For­ev­er” and enjoyed it very much. They had already lis­tened to sev­er­al oth­er “warm Tyran­nosaurus Rex” sto­ries by Miyan­ishi Tat­suya and loved them very much. Tyran­nosaurus Rex, which rep­re­sents the image of feroc­i­ty, strength, fear­less­ness and even a bit of cru­el­ty, is full of human touch in these sto­ries. If “You Look Deli­cious” rep­re­sents “father-son love”, then “I Am Tyran­nosaurus Rex” adds “ordi­nary peo­ple’s love” to the par­ent­ing of par­ents, and “You Are So Good” is “friends’ love” like broth­ers. And this new book “Love You For­ev­er” is the strongest “moth­er’s love” and a lit­tle mys­te­ri­ous “father’s love”. It is prob­a­bly these deep emo­tions that deeply touched the chil­dren and made them fas­ci­nat­ed.
   
After read­ing the sto­ry about the Tyran­nosaurus Rex, the chil­dren were still not sat­is­fied, so we briefly dis­cussed it. How­ev­er, it was dif­fi­cult for the chil­dren in this class to hold an order­ly dis­cus­sion. They would soon wan­der off and the whole class would be in chaos, so I stopped as soon as pos­si­ble and moved on to the next book, Sophie’s Mas­ter­piece.
   
When read­ing to younger chil­dren, I usu­al­ly open a few pages and share the pic­tures with them in advance, pri­mar­i­ly to pique their curios­i­ty. How­ev­er, after turn­ing a few pages of “Sophie’s Mas­ter­piece,” I noticed they weren’t very enthu­si­as­tic, per­haps because the illus­tra­tions were too sub­dued. I began read­ing, but after two or three pages, I noticed some of the chil­dren were rest­less. After two more, half the chil­dren were unre­spon­sive. So I changed my approach mid­way, focus­ing pri­mar­i­ly on sto­ry­telling, dis­card­ing the some­what flow­ery text and using the pic­tures to tell the sto­ry. This final­ly calmed them down a bit, allow­ing me to fin­ish the sto­ry. The class was almost over.
   
Telling sto­ries to these first graders is incred­i­bly tir­ing. I once taught two class­es in a row, and it took me three days to recov­er from the sore throat. But they’re such love­ly kids, you can’t get angry at them.
   
In the sec­ond class, I went to the sixth grade and read “Sophie’s Mas­ter­piece” to them.
   
Li Jian, the sixth-grade home­room teacher, is a high­ly expe­ri­enced Chi­nese lan­guage teacher. She reads aloud with great enthu­si­asm and is a plea­sure to lis­ten to. This semes­ter, she quick­ly found her groove. After try­ing a few books, she began shar­ing “Char­lot­te’s Web” with her class­mates. She not only reads it every Thurs­day after­noon dur­ing read­ing class but also con­tin­ues to do so dai­ly, inter­spers­ing it with rec­om­men­da­tions for oth­er books. The class’s read­ing progress has improved rapid­ly, and hap­pi­ly read­ing a book has become a com­mon occur­rence. In par­tic­u­lar, the chil­dren are deeply drawn to “Char­lot­te’s Web,” and their love for it is grow­ing. While only a small num­ber of stu­dents ini­tial­ly tru­ly engaged, near­ly every­one became engrossed in the sto­ry, falling in love with the spi­der named Char­lotte and the piglet named Wilbur. The sec­ond half of the nov­el was a col­lab­o­ra­tive effort for the entire class, and they even staged a short play about it, which they per­formed at a school par­ty. (See link:Three things that touched me on April 17th)
   
I did­n’t inter­act with this class often, only cov­er­ing it when Xiao Ai was tem­porar­i­ly over­whelmed. But those few times left a pro­found impres­sion, and I even remem­ber the names of near­ly half the chil­dren in the class. (To be hon­est, I can’t even remem­ber the names of most of the first graders.) We shared “Courage” and “You Look Deli­cious.” Sixth graders can also read the same pic­ture book that oth­ers might con­sid­er kinder­garten, though the approach is slight­ly dif­fer­ent. For exam­ple, in that book, we first read it aloud. This is the same for both young and old chil­dren. They need to ful­ly enjoy the sto­ry before engag­ing in sub­se­quent activ­i­ties. How­ev­er, sixth graders already have strong think­ing and dis­cus­sion skills, so sim­ply lis­ten­ing to the sto­ry is some­what of a waste and won’t sat­is­fy them. So, after read­ing the book, we played a “catch the ghost” game, where we searched for ques­tions. This game involves group col­lab­o­ra­tion, dis­cus­sion, debate, and nego­ti­a­tion, ulti­mate­ly select­ing the “three most valu­able ques­tions.” This game method can be ref­er­enced in the last chap­ter of “Cre­at­ing a Chil­dren’s Read­ing Envi­ron­ment,” but of course, it needs to be mod­i­fied to suit the char­ac­ter­is­tics of Chi­nese chil­dren. Even I had­n’t antic­i­pat­ed the chil­dren’s response. Although we could­n’t agree on which three ques­tions were most valu­able by the end of get out of class, we all found it incred­i­bly engag­ing: It turns out the same book, viewed from a dif­fer­ent per­spec­tive, can become a whole new book! These kinds of dis­cus­sions nev­er require defin­i­tive answers.
   
I know that “Char­lot­te’s Web” is the favorite of the stu­dents in this class, so in the May activ­i­ty I spe­cial­ly found the movie adapt­ed from it, “Char­lot­te’s Web”. In the read­ing class on a Thurs­day after­noon, they fin­ished watch­ing it and were also fas­ci­nat­ed by it.
   
How would you feel if there is a book that you love very much and it is loved by a group of chil­dren, a group of chil­dren you love?
   
So, in my last read­ing class with them, I delib­er­ate­ly chose “Sophie’s Mas­ter­piece”.
   
After this class, I’ll be leav­ing for Sichuan for a while. By the time I return, the schools here will have already closed for the hol­i­days, and these sixth-graders will be grad­u­at­ing soon. So, you could say this is my last class with these chil­dren. I’ll miss them, and I hope they’ll occa­sion­al­ly remem­ber Uncle Ajia, the sto­ry­teller.
   
On that sleepy ear­ly sum­mer after­noon, I read to them from Sophie’s Mas­ter­piece. Unlike in first grade, I did­n’t have to man­age audi­ence dis­ci­pline. I sim­ply held the book, fac­ing the entire class, and read to them word for word. They lis­tened in com­plete silence. I noticed only one boy, engrossed in a new­ly bor­rowed book, seemed a lit­tle annoyed at first by my voice, but grad­u­al­ly he put his book down.
   
“Sophie’s Mas­ter­piece” might not be a book every­one will love, but I’m cer­tain the chil­dren in this class will enjoy it, as they’re so fond of “Char­lot­te’s Web.” The pic­ture book and the nov­el are, in a way, incred­i­bly similar—not just in form, but in spir­it. As I reached the last few pages, I felt a lump in my throat. The sto­ry and the atmos­phere I was expe­ri­enc­ing moved me so deeply that I could­n’t con­tin­ue. I cleared my throat and con­tin­ued read­ing until the end. After clos­ing the book, it took a few sec­onds for every­one to recov­er.
   
I told the chil­dren that today might be our last shared read­ing. I chose this book to share with you for two rea­sons: First, it’s a pic­ture book. You’ll soon grad­u­ate and enter mid­dle school. I believe you’ll be exposed to a vari­ety of books in your future school­ing, but pic­ture books are unlike­ly to be yours. Few teach­ers or par­ents would con­sid­er it nec­es­sary for you to read this kind of book. But I hope you’ll still read it if you have the oppor­tu­ni­ty, espe­cial­ly when you become par­ents (don’t laugh, that’s not too far off). Please remem­ber to share this kind of book with your chil­dren. Anoth­er rea­son is that this sto­ry is so much like a book! — At this point, sev­er­al chil­dren could­n’t help but shout, “Char­lot­te’s Web” — By the way, let’s talk about these two books togeth­er.
   
The con­ver­sa­tion that day was rel­a­tive­ly free-flow­ing. It pri­mar­i­ly revolved around the sim­i­lar­i­ties and dif­fer­ences between Sophie’s Mas­ter­piece and Char­lot­te’s Web: What were the sim­i­lar­i­ties? What were the dif­fer­ences? What were the main char­ac­ters in each sto­ry? How were these char­ac­ters relat­ed? In oth­er words, were there any sim­i­lar­i­ties or dif­fer­ences between the char­ac­ters in the two sto­ries? — This is because both sto­ries fea­ture a spi­der as their pro­tag­o­nist. We chat­ted about these top­ics for about 20 min­utes, quite ani­mat­ed. Final­ly, I fol­lowed the plot lines they had pro­vid­ed and asked two ques­tions: The spi­der dies in both sto­ries. What are the sim­i­lar­i­ties and dif­fer­ences between these two deaths? In Sophie’s Mas­ter­piece, a baby is born, while in Char­lot­te’s Web, Char­lot­te’s chil­dren are born. Are there any con­nec­tions between the two? These were chal­leng­ing top­ics. A few chil­dren shared their thoughts, but most felt they could­n’t artic­u­late them, so the top­ic was dropped.
   
I don’t actu­al­ly know the defin­i­tive answers to these two ques­tions, but I do have a sense of what they might mean. So I told them the sto­ry of E.B. White, the author of Char­lot­te’s Web: his ori­gins, his work, his jour­ney to estab­lish a farm, cul­ti­vate the land, and raise pigs, his essay “The Death of a Pig,” the process of writ­ing Char­lot­te’s Web, and his life­long admi­ra­tion for the author, Thore­au… The more we learn about this author, the more we can reflect on the real issues raised in his work. In my under­stand­ing, Char­lot­te’s death and the birth of her chil­dren were nat­ur­al process­es. Char­lotte exhaust­ed her­self help­ing Wilbur, which has­tened her death, but also acquired a dif­fer­ent kind of val­ue. Sophie’s death was also a nat­ur­al process; she was near­ing death from old age. The birth of the baby had noth­ing to do with Sophie’s death, but when Sophie decid­ed to do some­thing for the baby, they became con­nect­ed, has­ten­ing Sophie’s death and acquir­ing a sim­i­lar kind of val­ue. There­fore, the birth of Char­lot­te’s chil­dren and the birth of the baby are essen­tial to both sto­ries and hold sym­bol­ic sig­nif­i­cance.
   
Final­ly, I thought of O. Hen­ry’s “The Last Leaf” and briefly told them the gen­er­al plot. I think “Sophie’s Mas­ter­piece” is some­what sim­i­lar to that short sto­ry. I hope the chil­dren will have the oppor­tu­ni­ty to read this nov­el in the future, as well as some of E.B. White’s essays.
   
The sec­ond class was over. Li Ke and her class­mates had also suc­cess­ful­ly com­plet­ed the read­ing lessons for sev­er­al oth­er class­es. Some of them need­ed to leave ear­ly, so I asked them to leave togeth­er.
   
For the third class, I went to the fifth grade, and I hadn’t decid­ed which book to read to them or talk about.
   
Zhang Peipei, the fifth-grade home­room teacher, is a ded­i­cat­ed Chi­nese lan­guage teacher and one of the first to get into the groove dur­ing the read­ing exper­i­ment. While she’s a bit weak at read­ing sto­ries aloud, she’s more adept at telling them from the book, a bit like a sto­ry­teller. The fifth-grade class is very dis­ci­plined, though some­times a bit less active. Per­haps due to their teacher’s per­son­al­i­ty, they gen­uine­ly enjoy lis­ten­ing to sto­ries and are also very active in their inde­pen­dent read­ing, remain­ing qui­et and order­ly as they con­tin­ue their silent read­ing.
   
I’ve shared a few books with my fifth graders, and they can’t seem to get enough of sto­ries. If I don’t tell them a sto­ry, they don’t seem to want to hear any­thing else. So, I say, okay.
   
I took out the two books I’d just read, “Sophie’s Mas­ter­piece” and “Love You For­ev­er,” and asked them to pick one to talk about (I was real­ly tired and did­n’t want to talk about two more). Can you guess? They chose “Love You For­ev­er” with­out hes­i­ta­tion, because they also loved Miyan­ishi Tat­suya’s “Tyran­nosaurus Rex.”
   
Maybe you’re a lit­tle curi­ous: What’s the dif­fer­ence between read­ing this book to a first grad­er and read­ing it to a fifth grad­er? Should it be dif­fer­ent?
   
My expe­ri­ence is that there’s real­ly no real dif­fer­ence, but because your audi­ences dif­fer sig­nif­i­cant­ly, when telling a sto­ry face-to-face, you’re influ­enced by their reac­tions, so you have to approach it dif­fer­ent­ly. Speak­ing of this sub­tle dif­fer­ence, I’d say that when telling a sto­ry to first graders or younger chil­dren, you focus more on the sto­ry’s inher­ent inter­est, and you can’t help but sim­u­late var­i­ous sit­u­a­tions, like shout­ing “bang” when hit­ting a rock, and using more ono­matopeia. When telling a sto­ry to old­er chil­dren, you might focus more on cre­at­ing a live­ly atmos­phere through lan­guage, striv­ing to let the book’s lan­guage move the audi­ence. Sim­ply put, the for­mer is more like sto­ry­telling, the lat­ter is more like read­ing. This isn’t nec­es­sar­i­ly true for every­one, but it’s how I approach it.
   
Per­haps for the chil­dren in the first grade (2) class, the new sto­ry about the Maiasaur and the Tyran­nosaurus Rex was just “very, very fun”, but I had a dif­fer­ent feel­ing with my fifth grade class. They thought the sto­ry was “very shock­ing”. If you are also very involved in read­ing this sto­ry, you will feel a lit­tle choked up and unable to read it by the last few pages. The moth­er­ly and father­ly love in the sto­ry is very prim­i­tive, and there­fore very pro­found.
   
After read­ing this sto­ry, I longed to have a con­ver­sa­tion with the fifth graders. We’d nev­er had such a relaxed con­ver­sa­tion about books before. Although this was only the last class of the semes­ter, what about next? After the Olympics, how many of these migrant chil­dren would leave, and how many would return to this school? How would the read­ing exper­i­ment go next semes­ter?
   
I’d like to have a casu­al chat with them, per­haps about “T. Rex” and Miyan­ishi Tat­suya. They’ve all read those four pic­ture books and loved them all. Which one is their favorite? Which char­ac­ter in each sto­ry is their favorite? Who do they dis­like the most? What are their rea­sons? Also, each book fea­tures a dif­fer­ent dinosaur. Which dinosaur char­ac­ters are they? Are there any con­nec­tions between the dinosaur char­ac­ters in the books? Are there any sim­i­lar­i­ties between the four books? What top­ics do they dis­cuss? Are there any com­mon themes? And so on and so forth. I believe most of them have some­thing to say about these ques­tions, and they can actu­al­ly offer some clues. But it’s clear that this class isn’t ready for such a book dis­cus­sion, and most of them aren’t very inter­est­ed. How­ev­er, they’re very inter­est­ed in the pos­si­bil­i­ty that Miyan­ishi Tat­suya will con­tin­ue writ­ing sto­ries about “T. Rex.” What will the next chap­ters be like?
   
Judg­ing by the chil­dren’s reac­tions, they still pre­ferred to lis­ten to sto­ries. If not, they pre­ferred to read on their own. Many were already engrossed in their books, hav­ing just bor­rowed new books from the pre­vi­ous class. I felt that was enough, so I threw out one final question—a small sur­vey, actu­al­ly. I explained that the inspec­tor was now in the Sichuan dis­as­ter area. I’d been there once dur­ing Chil­dren’s Day (and even told the chil­dren there about “You Look Deli­cious”). Tomor­row I’d be back to replace the inspec­tor and bring some books for a read­ing activ­i­ty. Could you give me some sug­ges­tions on what to bring? The chil­dren were quite inter­est­ed in this ques­tion and actu­al­ly offered some sug­ges­tions, but unfor­tu­nate­ly, the amount of books I could check in was lim­it­ed.
   
Before the end of the third class, I left the fifth grade ear­ly and said good­bye to Teacher Zhang and the chil­dren. We made an appoint­ment to see each oth­er next semes­ter.
   
I returned to the library, packed my things, said good­bye to Teacher Wang, and left the school with my things on my back.
   
When I left that day, I was the only one there. For some rea­son, the things I was car­ry­ing felt par­tic­u­lar­ly heavy.   
 
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