It rained after school that day. The school gate is open! Parents flooded in like mountain torrents, three steps into two, and launched a collective charge to the classroom. I saw my mother at a glance, rushed out of my seat and ran towards her. The other children saw it and stood up, leaving the class teacher to shout over there. At that time, the sound of rain, thunder and shouts were intertwined. What is safety? I was completely forgotten under the impulse of rushing home.
At this moment, a voice came from the radio: "Parents, for the safety of you and your children, please pick up and drop off your children in an orderly manner! Dear students, please line up at the door of the classroom! " The playground suddenly became quiet. The voluntary persuasion team composed of teachers and some parents began to organize parents to line up.
The head teacher counted the children and asked them to queue up to leave the classroom one by one. The original chaotic situation became orderly, and a few words kept coming from the crowd, "The school teacher is right! The child was poked by an umbrella. What did you say? " "Yes and yes, it seems that our parents should also have safety awareness." ……
Mom quickly picked me up. When I arrived at the school gate, I turned around. Colorful umbrellas row after row, just like a beautiful "Rainbow Bridge". I know, it's a "bridge of peace" built for us by teachers and parents. It reminds me to be a good boy who obeys the rules, knows how to be safe and conscious.