(5) School morning 6:00, went on the Salt Salt from the bottom. In order to see the church do Morning Prayer, walk in the cold morning wind.
Even earlier than we do, apart from a few turning the elderly, the children.
Salt Secondary School outside, big roadside, small slope, one by one, scattered in reading English. Wearing the same color of the uniforms, much like the mountains dotted with flowers.
On the road, a clusters of land, large holding small, came to the school. Head and out of date, but curious eyes followed closely, with a smile, a little shy, a bit shy. It is also bold, and loud calls out "Hello", a group laughed opened, and ran away.
Also have that naughty, there will be bicycle pedal to fast, and then see him go downhill on the way to fly.
Then there is no point of two small, small boy holding a little girl, having a bit of shortcut, wanted to slide from the side of the road slope gradient at its base, and then climb up from the other side of the summit of the hill gradient at its base. (Because this way, all the winding. Look at the church on Wang Dan's light, but around the corner to corner to another, how have come to the stage.) However, from the roadside down to the gradient at its base, is only one way. Slip. The bare slope, Chu red soil. Are all broken loose gravel, in addition to barbed spine of grass grows. Saw two small non-point and a half stuck in the sand, the hand supports, foot rub, bit by bit to the gradient at its base forward. For them, not necessarily a bad one adventure, a game. They fear the difficulties ahead.
Every day, they like to school. Salt from the Salt went under, there are 6 km. This is the most recent two villages. The other villages, to 8 km, 10 km ... ...
Every evening the campus loudspeakers stood the United States country music, good listening.
The Office of the teachers is very simple. A large room, many tables to fight together, the above operation of the thick pile.
"This is our principals, Chengdu. This is our English teacher, in Chongqing. This is our math teacher, Hunan. This is our Tibetan teachers in Tibet ... ..."
Courage, into the office, the teacher who is your understanding of the local's best friend.
A small Tibetan counties, there are six national teacher: Tibetan, Naxi, Bai, Miao, Tujia. And we Han Chinese.
Han is for our teachers and principals pride. In this small town, in this small school, for me a small visitors, width and and warm smile.
Gujiao Zhang was transferred from the Qamdo come soon.
Treated as a reporter, but also like doing a summary report, but totally like, and chat with old friends, from the Salt history, talked about the value of salt from the salt well in the tea-horse ancient road on the status of the last mentioned century, the church's bloody lesson plans, from the eighties re-building, referred to a recent United Nations study, ... ... orderly, sounds appealing.
Referring again to education. State education in Tibetan regions as three packs of policies, Salt secondary status and development plan.
Examples of the better numbers, please forgive disappointing memories.
Summed up, that is:
Qamdo in Tibet Economic Education are to go in front. The Salt secondary education in Qamdo area, is worthy of pride and proud.
No wonder the children of those Morning Reading! No wonder, these respectable teachers.
Noon after school, to the teacher's quarters go sit a ride. Teachers living quarters on campus. Of course, can not use "good" and "bad" to describe. With the Mainland in general compared with younger faculty quarters, is spacious and simple. Think of this time living in Tibet, would have to secretly Tanxi it a rare situation indeed.
Xiao-Hu teacher's bedroom from the shelves to the desk, filled with a thick English book. That the number and content of no less than our English graduate students. In addition, a television, a guitar; the balcony, the raising of a pair of cute little white rabbit. Look at him a big man, both hands in the hands of small rabbit heart intimate expression, mood can not help but like the rain outside the house then, gently Rou Rou's.
"Also want to go back in the Mainland. One is hard. The second is to really get out of here, but also quite reluctant to. Here, apart from the wind, especially in winter and spring the wind, especially the big, the other conditions, all came good. A long time , and would really liked here. "
"Is especially difficult to find a girlfriend. Because after all, is not a nation, living habits and language is difficult to communicate."
"Can be transferred to secondary school Qamdo go, but I do not want to transfer. Because the Salt people here is very importance to education. Here as a teacher, more a sense of accomplishment."
Yes ah, respect knowledge, respect for education, perhaps the most pleased with a teacher.
Think of the way traversed different:
Deqin flying Temple Hope Primary School:
"After reading the third grade, it is necessary to the mountain side of the giant water to read the small. Be able to read the small end, even if the bad. Zaiqu Deqin not read in a few counties. Not read can not afford. But Parents are not the original intent.'s not go to university, or went to college, it is difficult to find a good government in the county agency. not a come back? back to so high a diploma what's the use? here, more than a year tourism industry Wang year. so long as it accounts, will speak Chinese, not as good as out of primary school to help at home make money. "
Markam Secondary School:
"The conditions here Qamdo be considered very good, but a few days after school, some classes on the left half. Hard to put them to come back again in a few days, or run. Could not understand, do not willing to come. three bags呀! but they are three packs and they do not come. "
Lhasa Hachiro learn a woman:
"From last year, and I do, there are a lot of friends helping me to do. No particular reason. Like all kinds of ass, some people like to take pictures, some people like to write, and I, that is like this to do. nothing special. "
She gave the children in rural areas Shigatse donated a lot of clothes, learning costs. Done very carefully, very patient.
"You said the State to implement three guarantees, have you seen in those areas of the three packs do? Encase? No windows of the house, empty a bed board, how to live? Pack to wear? Principals pad out of his own wages, only then to those received school uniforms hand. winter is coming, how to wear those thin uniform? package fees? no pencil, no exercise books, light a textbook how to learn? "
Much more has happened, I have no chance with the girl of view, it is not possible to say.
Ngari Rada School:
"Han Chinese teachers do not want to come here."
"There's dishes were brought over from Xinjiang. A winter could not come from leaving. Occasionally to a car cabbage, to 16 cash a catty."
Are building a new school building and teacher apartments. From that rough point of view, large-scale and momentum.
Rada, drought, no rain all year round, but it is known as "Ali, a small south." Ali can be seen the natural climate.
The teachers are very spacious and comfortable home. To several take a turn, not what we had imagined Tibet.
A teacher specially transferred from Shigatse Ali, "because the subsidies for higher plateau here, here are just fine in all aspects. Here need good teachers."
"Children are very hard to learn. Do not learn, they get out of Ali."
These hearsay and did not have enough information to make any conclusion.
Or re-experience some of it:
Markam, and not the same as above:
In the evening, walk along the Natiao river, the river side, a new city, the river there is an ancient village. Beautiful.
Groups of children, meadow, where the big trees, the river, sitting, standing and reading.
A closer look, invariably the girl, not a single male.
Bai Bashi months.
"We are the Spring Bud classes. All are orphans. We go study up on the side of the lawn. Auntie, to see us tomorrow to the school classes it."
So many girls, why have become orphans?
The next day, I went to the classroom. The teacher is not. Children were grinning at me, is a look in the eyes.
Within minutes, a guy came in and Tibetan.
"Out."
His face severe.
Without even the slightest smile.
Walked another classroom, but it is vastly different from that.
Is a language lesson. I stopped outside the window. The children together excitedly shouted, "Come in, come!"
I looked at the teacher, a handsome guy, Han, laughing: "Come in!"
Instinct being greeted to a sit down, it was found the girl sitting in the middle of the most Jicha. Children should third-year graduate, ever pass a message written on graduation. Secondary memory has long been forgotten, but not by those who expect another colorful book brought back. Alas one books, was Jimmy Lin Zhao Wei Zhao Xin-ru Aaron Kwok colorful dress. See, I have blurred vision.
One after another, spread my hands to.
My children, met only two minutes, why do you have to accept I made your friends?
Handsome young teacher, laughing, to continue his lessons and does not ignore the children's noise.
Section II, is the English classes. I do not speak, the children are laughing heartily, Naozhe.
Teacher finally takes second place to the children's noise, Shuaimen out.
"You put a teacher gas away. Is it because I? Teachers will not be angry with me?"
"None of your business, he often are."
"Why do not you listen well?"
"Do not understand! English too hard."
I walked toward the podium, picked up the chalk, and then a small teacher's class. Children listened very happy.
School bell rings, "I walked the next lesson to be good, do not provoke the teacher angry."
"I know啦!"
Do not know why, always spoil children. Just because I is not much higher than they are?
Because children, never defenseless!
Afternoon, I went to a small teacher to apologize. A group of teachers with a smile, let me into their midst. Elementary school teacher that does not mean gas, "used to it, that is the way the children."
I noticed that the morning asking me to "out" guy, sitting in another table, and always, never to cast any trace of a smile here.
I also note that throughout the afternoon, there is no class of teachers sitting in a large inter-office chat. A table, is Han Chinese teacher, said the Sichuan dialect. Another table, a Tibetan teacher, said the Tibetan language. After school, Han Meet with teachers to eat hot pot, while the Tibetan teacher, did not say hello.
I remember, came to school, I went to primary school.
Han principals, politely perfunctory, let me not retreat. Tibetans are very kind-hearted, vice president, passion for me. However, it is the principal Aizhao cold, I got the message, to retire the.
Walking on the road, I suddenly thought, this is in Markam, and in the true Chinese Communist Party under the leadership of the Tibetan Autonomous Region of Tibet.
I have a good farther away from the Salt!
Walk in the streets of Markam, still in Kham, but has no sense of Kham.
Junction on the street wearing a red heroes everywhere, but not many smiles. Some young people sharply angled features, quite handsome. But most, only dark face, the hardships and toil of life written on the face, mouth stretched too tightly. There is no book that kind of Kham in the breeze.
Not like Ganzi, unlike Diqing.
Perhaps, there, we just stepping on other people to easily walk the road, in the walk.
Where we have taken, Kang and Han Chinese have long blending.
Markam, Sichuan accounts for the entire county streets.
Sichuan people, irreplaceable way into Tibet.
Tibetans than finished, but should be called the River of.
How's going on, has not yet finished salt well, but reached the Markam?
Just think:
If the children's laughter, the vague shapes of the light of their parents, then,
Litang grasslands children's laughter is the smart-hearted.
Meili Snow Mountain, under the children's laughter, a beautiful cleverness.
Salt dawn inside the children's laughter, is innocent and longing for.
There is also a lovely little man child's laugh, it was me booked in:
(Vi) pre-school next to the Salt daughter, is a Bama hotel.
The boss called 57, that is, was your mother born May 7, had never had time to play so that the name of Buddha.
Boss is the Salt Secondary School graduates. 16-year-old to complete a study on married 57.
Harper was first brought there, eat, do not care about, is chatting up others, then a small pink spots on the Diliu Liu is not to turn over.
"Goddess, Goddess." Laughed at me. Sparkling eyes.
"How old?" Asked me to guess. I guess four years old, also known as Luke guess. Luke guess the age of five.
"Less than three years old! In August before her birthday."
"August number?"
"24!"
I was looking at Luke Harper and dancing with excitement. And I are the same birthday!
Such a lovely little man child. Pink carved Yuzhuo's!
We eat, she eat. Done on the table side, a bowl of buttered tea, a bowl of rice, a pair of chopsticks. Drink a tea, a meal and then push lightly, and then lay down their chopsticks and solemnly to hold one leg up, since all apparent seriousness, think about it. And then carefully put Na Tiaotui hold off another one, put up little lad who had sworn her legs. Think about it, seems to want a proper. Then, they eat. Listening to her aunt to her about something, his eyes to turn the Gulu Lu. Carrion tightly to the side of the blanket with, child's cry out of a naughty Jiu Wo.
After dinner, washing dishes at the door of her aunt, she picked clean of glass, Ben had a long dining room, Wang Chufang sent.
What kind of glass? We are usually the kind of beer!
How many first arrested? Two hand, two hands 4.
How long is the dining room? At least 15 meters.
She was two and a half!
Laments of the 57 had such a lovely daughter, but also lamented the Salt winds. Salt The wind really big ah!
"There's nothing big. Winds, his daughter was great!" 57 pride with humor.
We had finished our meal of. Youngest daughter are still eating second Leighton - nurse!
Who ate milk?
Grandma's milk!
"Eat for half a year her mother's milk, they begin to eat grandma's milk. Ate for two years." Grandma explained to me.
I still look at a half open-mouthed, grandmother added that "We've got a lot are like this."
Q Harper? Asked Luke? Question 57? (Little girl's mother does not)
I have asked no one. Until now!
Youngest daughter will speak English.
Take the day got on, only to see the rain, the small daughter played a big black umbrella, umbrella cover is almost completely up.
"Wife Good-bye, goddess good-bye!" She went so far as can spare a little hand, doing a kiss.
"Lu Rong Weng Beam, remember. We said good, and grow up to the daughter-goddess to do."
Alas, scheduled to daughter-easy, where are we going booking son?
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