Childhood composition 1 Leaving a blank in childhood was written by Hu Hua, director of the experimental kindergarten affiliated to China Women's University. This book is a book about kindergarten management concept and educational thought, which is completed by front-line directors, teachers and parents.
After reading the first part of the book "Leaving a Blank for Childhood", "There is such a kindergarten", the biggest gain is the concept of nature education practiced by director Hu Hua. Personally, nature education has two meanings.
One is to follow the educational concept of letting nature take its course.
The second is to create a natural educational environment.
First, the educational concept of letting nature take its course. Everything has its inherent laws, and preschool education is no exception. Appropriate education is to let children do the right things at the right time, not to encourage or miss the critical period of children's development. According to the research results of infant psychology, it is difficult for children aged 3-6 to understand abstract concepts. The way they know the world and gain experience is to feel and experience with various sensory organs such as eyes, ears, mouth, nose and hands, which has the second meaning of natural education and creates a natural educational environment.
Second, create a natural educational environment. Grape stands, small ponds, big tree houses, paulownia trees, bamboos, bird's nests, bunkers and tree ears all create a natural educational environment. Children can watch flowers bloom and fall here, and the four seasons cycle; You can listen to the birds singing and the springs tinkling; You can smell the flowers, play with the sand, hide with them for a while, or stay quietly in the big tree house for a while. The natural environment is a good teacher, and the experience it brings to children is indispensable.
The second part of Blank Childhood is mainly about the concept of kindergarten management. Director Hu Hua's management philosophy is mainly embodied in paying equal attention to system management and humanistic care, and spiritual pursuit is compatible with material pursuit. There must be strict institutional constraints and humanistic care, material rewards, and beliefs and feelings. For teachers, it is a material pursuit to do their job well and get paid. At the same time, it is a spiritual pursuit not to forget their ideals and ambitions. Material pursuit is the foundation of living, and spiritual pursuit is the source of spiritual happiness. For early childhood education, the improvement of knowledge and ability is the material goal, and making children happy should be the source of early childhood education.
The third part of "Leave Childhood Blank" collects many teachers' working feelings, parents' feelings, children's childish words, which are the most authentic and closest to our kindergarten teachers' records and easily resonate with us. What I want to think about is how to work happily and realize the integration of spiritual pursuit and material pursuit.
Childhood composition 2 childhood memories flow quietly like a river in front of the door.
At the back of my hometown yard, there is a long corridor full of endless fun, where beautiful garlands of my childhood life are woven. On the white Shi Zhuan with the long corridor, there are bunches of lilacs. When the spring breeze blows, the flowers will diffuse in the corridor. In a row of stone chairs connected by white Shi Zhuan, there are four or five thick vines. My friends and I often risk being caught by the old janitor. "Chengcheng" climbed the vine and rippled gracefully. We closed our eyes, smelled the leaves with the fragrance of apples, listened to the whispers of the leaves and enjoyed the touch of the breeze, just like returning to our mother's arms. At that time, in my opinion, it was the unparalleled benefit of everything.
When the moon rose to the deep blue sky, there was silence around the corridor. When this insect was playing a symphony among the grass leaves along the promenade, several children walked hand in hand and quietly approached it. Looking at it, an evil man jumped down, put his hand over it, asked it to beg for mercy and played house with relish. What about insects? As early as "snacks have everything", they were smashed to pieces!
One sunny afternoon, several partners got into the grass, pinched some grass branches and distributed them to everyone. Then they ran to the stone chair in the long corridor, rubbed their sleeves a few times and settled down. They lay on it, with grass branches in their mouths, enjoying the sunshine bath. ...
The memory of childhood flows quietly like the river in front of the door, leaving a beautiful and far-reaching memory, where the paradise, innocent childhood, carefree time ... Look at that river, so quiet, endless and forever moving forward.
Time flies, in a blink of an eye, that once immature child has walked out of the school gate of junior high school. However, no matter how long time has passed, I can't wash away the corridor deep in my memory-the paradise of my childhood.
Comments: The author fondly recalls his childhood and childhood paradise, which is close to life and touching.
The language is vivid, beautiful and natural, especially the description of childhood life is full of interest.
The author's memories of childhood are vivid, as deep as a quiet river.
In my childhood, the most interesting thing was that I fell into a fish pond when I was two years old. Although it was nine years ago, people who know me now still relish this interesting story!
When I was two years old, I had almost no memory. All the details come from my parents and witnesses:
That day, the weather was exceptionally clear, and there was not a single white cloud in the blue sky of Wan Li. When I was two years old, I wore a yellow T-shirt, green suspenders and bloomers, and like a little frog, I went to the water park to play with my parents and aunts. Before going out, they specially brought me a box of biscuits to feed the fish, which was probably my favorite thing to do in those days!
The small stone bridge guardrail in the water park is very short, only about one foot high, and it is easy to fall. Most children who feed fish are dragged by their parents, but my parents never drag me because I am safe. According to my mother, I was very happy that day. I poured a whole package of biscuits into the fish pond at once. Fish, large and small, "shot" from all directions like arrows, and the water suddenly opened like a golden flower. How beautiful! Biscuits were "looted" in the blink of an eye (probably biscuits are "rare varieties").
Just before the small fish dispersed, a particularly big red carp swam slowly from a distance-this is the biggest carp I have never seen before. "Mom, look!" I jumped up with excitement and plopped, and I fell into the water.
I don't know how long it took, maybe it was long, maybe it was short. Anyway, I was picked up later, dripping with water, and was carried home by my mother.
It turned out that after I fell, the trouser legs of bloomers bulged like balloons, floating my little feet on the water (like two feet planted on the water, according to my mother), and my father jumped without taking off his shoes. ...
I didn't hear my mother scream, I didn't hear the screams of witnesses, and I don't even remember whether I buried my head in the water and opened my eyes, watching the little fish flee in fear. ...
I really don't remember this, but whenever people mention it again, I still find it very interesting, and I will show a knowing smile in people's narratives again and again.
In 1950s and 1960s in Taiwan Province Province, jute was a cash crop with a wide planting area, and its grand occasion was almost equal to that of sweet potato, sugarcane and rice.
Jute, commonly known as linen and hemp, is thin and has a bluish green skin, which can be used to make ropes. The whole plant can reach three or four meters high. Its fruit is small and round, contains seeds, and has radial grooves on the surface, so it is inedible. But the tender leaves at the end can be cooked with rice into thick filamentous green jute porridge. Although slightly bitter, it is said to have the effect of cooling and annealing, which is a rare delicacy in summer.
Jute is an independent plant, which is different from other plants that grow from roots. In addition, there are few branches in the whole growth process, and only when it is close to the mature stage will it branch, and the end will begin to blossom and bear fruit. So looking at its whole growth process, it is obvious that it is very focused and has no distractions. This growing feature really deserves our reflection and study.
When I was a child, I used to follow my family. At four or five o'clock in the summer morning, when the sky is dim, I gather jute one by one with a sickle close to the ground in the dark, so that I can peel jute after dawn. The tool for peeling jute was originally a wooden stick, and later a labor-saving shaft was used. The method is to remove the tail end, lean the whole plant on the left side of the stick or shaft, grab the tail end epidermis with your right hand, and then pull it back hard, and the epidermis will gradually separate from the stem.
Jute harvesting seems simple, but it is actually a labor-intensive job, so at the end of the day, besides numbness in elbows and fatigue, hands will be dyed dark brown. Sometimes, in order to catch up with the work, even the jute in the field will be transported back to the yard by ox cart to fight another midnight battle. Because of this work, it often takes a week or two to do it continuously, and only those who have experienced it can feel it deeply.
Jute stems are by-products after harvesting jute skins. First, jute stems are tied into bundles with jute, then three bundles are erected so that the tail ends are adjacent to each other to form a triangle, and then other bundles of jute stems are arranged around, so that the jute stems can be dried and used as firewood for cooking. Therefore, the whole jute field is dotted with white tents, showing an alternative Indian wilderness style.
There are two ways to treat jute skin: sun exposure and silk dipping. Basically, the income from soaking jute is higher than that from exposing jute, but the former obviously spends more time and energy than the latter. But the way to take it depends on the weather, venue and manpower at that time. So in my childhood memory, there seems to be no fixed pattern for these two jute treatment methods.
Exposing jute skin directly is the simplest and time-saving method, but it is obviously greatly affected by weather factors, especially the thunderstorm in summer afternoon. In order to save processing time, the exposure site is usually selected in the newly harvested jute field or nearby grassland, including fields, ditches, hillsides, highways, railways and other places covered with green grass. Therefore, at the same time of hard harvest, the pictures of busy farming are often unfolded in vivid jute fields in turn.
This kind of contact with jute looks simple on the surface, but it also needs some skills. Grab some jute skins first, and then shake them forward vigorously. This action should not only make the jute skins evenly separated without overlapping, but also straighten them to reduce the exposed area, thus increasing the exposed amount of jute. Therefore, this kind of technical task is likely to be completed by adults; As for me as a child, I was only responsible for dragging and carrying jute skin between constant trips. Of course, sweating and foot pain in the wild are not a problem.
Soaking jute is more complicated than direct exposure and requires some skills. First of all, we should fold more than ten pieces of jute in half, put one piece of jute in the folded position, circle it for two or three times, pass through the hole in the center, and leave a piece of jute about two feet long for use. In addition, because a large number of jute skins cannot be collected immediately, in the process of finishing, in order to avoid direct sunlight, the skins will dry up and affect the decay time after soaking, so various jute leaves are used as shade first.
The method of soaking silk is to bundle more than a dozen bundles of jute together, put them neatly in the big drainage ditch or pond near the field, and insert short bamboo poles into the soil to fix them to prevent them from drifting, especially in the big drainage ditch with tidal phenomena or when thunderstorms come. In addition, it is necessary to place heavy objects such as wood and bricks on it to prevent jute from floating out of the water and the pressure of these objects from affecting the speed of skin decay.
Jute must be turned regularly after soaking in water. On the one hand, its purpose is to soak the whole bundle of jute evenly, especially the wrapped part; On the other hand, it can also be used to investigate the degree of jute corruption, which can be used as an important reference for subsequent treatment opportunities. Generally speaking, the soaking time of jute is about two weeks, that is to say, after the skin is completely rotted, jute fibers must be cleaned on the spot. When cleaning jute, I saw the black water splashing all over the pool, and bundles of white jute filaments were transported to the surrounding grass to dry.
As far as I can remember, whenever the jute on both sides of the big drainage ditch is soaked with silk, the water quality gradually deteriorates, and the oxygen in the water is obviously insufficient, Wu Guoyu and other fish in the water will be forced to float to the surface to breathe air. Another important task at this time is to catch these edible Wu Guoyu with fishing nets. Because if it is not treated in the early stage, a large number of fish will die suddenly when the water quality becomes turbid and black, which becomes a headache.
After a soaking in jute, the fish in the water should be dead or injured, but the incredible scene will always appear unexpectedly within the limited thinking range of human beings. After the harvest of jute white silk, the black water that was originally full of ditches precipitated day and night with the tide and became clear. Humidity enriches the creatures in the ditch and makes the water more colorful after the disaster. People can't help but admire that "people are similar year after year, but fish are different year after year"!
At that time, because it had not yet entered the industrial and commercial society, there was no shortage of manpower in the countryside. Therefore, in the season of jute harvest, there will always be a grand occasion when almost all neighbors come out and scramble to peel the garden. While peeling the jute skin with sticks and instruments, we chatted with each other, and as the jute on the left side gradually decreased, the white and yellow jute stems in front gradually increased. This hard-working rural scene is still fresh in my memory and unforgettable.
Only with the progress of industrialization, a large number of young people in rural areas have flowed out, and jute cultivation, which was once popular, has gradually become a chore. Because the manpower is thin when harvesting, growers almost sigh at the sight of hemp every day. In the past heyday, because of the concentrated harvest and large output, soaking silk became an important option; Now there is only a small amount of harvest every day, so we can only treat jute skin by exposure. Only with the continuous circulation of years, the planting area is getting less and less, and finally jute disappears completely into rural memory with the appearance of nylon rope.
Tingting jute spreads green leaves, revealing a normal heart at sunrise night; Splash sewage and wrap it around the silk bucket, weeds will be preserved and pearls will be displayed. Deduct the karma of life and elaborate the scenes of life. In this busy summer map, only those who have really experienced the situation and walked through that difficult time can fully appreciate the taste. As for other outsiders, they are only appreciators of this human work at most, and their inner feelings are actually quite limited.
Recalling the pastoral scenery in the past, soaking jute silk is really touching-black water keeps rolling and white silk shines in the air. After all, heroes are not afraid of humble origins, but my heart has fallen. ...
The past is like a faded painting, and some places are blurred. But only those childhood events, like an unsinkable island in the sea, still reverberate in my mind for a long time.
Childhood is happy, maybe you are happy to play the flute on the back of a cow, maybe you grew up in the joy of digging a bird's nest, or maybe you spent it climbing a tree. Childhood, but the best thing in our life is time. My childhood, like many people, was very interesting, but only those things made me linger.
Childhood under chestnut ball
I spent my childhood playing with chestnuts.
In chestnut season, people in rural areas always go to the mountains to fight chestnuts in groups of three or five. Grandpa's family will also take the family and ride a tricycle to play chestnuts in the mountains of a small village. In this big car family, there is me.
Under a chestnut tree, everyone took out their own tools-baskets and clips. Then grandpa climbed a tree more than ten meters high and threw a long bamboo stick at the place where there were many chestnut balls. With the coming of a "thorn ball rain", we are evasive. Hey, it's hard to get hit. I just bent down to pick up the chestnut ball when suddenly an "empty bullet" fell. Impartial, straight to the ass. I let out a cry of "Ah", and I was greeted only by the ridicule of adults and the comfort of my brothers and sisters, and a smashed red ass. ...
Childhood in the attic
Childhood was spent in a comfortable attic.
When I was a child, my grandfather built a small attic. Every summer, I come back from the city and climb into the attic, which is my favorite attic. ...
Stepping on the sturdy wooden stairs, I came to the corridor and got a panoramic view of the vegetables in the fence next to me. On the left side of the corridor, there is a gate leading to a beautiful room. Push open the heavy door, oh! What a beautiful room, smooth wooden board, exquisite classical bed, white desk full of books, and a book in the bookshelf is neatly arranged. There are windows on all sides, not glass windows, but small lattice windows carved with wooden boards. In front is a field, sometimes frogs swim across it, and behind it is a bamboo forest with a faint smell of bamboo. On the right, it is an empty mountain. On the roof, there is also a skylight, and the sun shines in, so warm. It's getting dark How pleasant it is to see the stars through the skylight and listen to the frogs singing through the lattice wooden window.
Childhood on dad's neck
Childhood was also spent on my father's neck.
Every time I go back to my hometown on holiday, the teacher's father always goes back to my hometown.
Whenever after dinner, my father always takes me to experience the charm of the country. My father always puts me around his neck and lets me ride and walk with him. Whenever the sun hangs on the top of the hill, I always ride my father's neck and disappear in the distance. When the sun takes back the last smile, I appear. Father's neck brings happiness and childhood memories.
Now, my childhood has left me, leaving only one copy.