I remember that old Moore was not very old at that time, probably less than forty years old, but his pointed chin, pointed mouth and a beard that seemed to have just emerged from his skin were green and shiny. Usually it's a flat head, wearing a pair of thick glasses and a dark blue tunic suit, with a clear image.
Usually I am very nervous in class. In the 1980s, this was an ideal way to change the fate of farmers' children. Students can usually only use their time for entertainment and relaxation. You knocked on his rice bowl, and he used the porcelain bowl you ate as a football kick. After entertainment and relaxation, he finished his meal and rushed to the classroom to do exercises. At that time, science students insisted on doing problems every day.
Because it's senior three. Basically, it is mainly to review and do problems. Old Moore has two or three sets of chemistry papers every week. According to the review needs, sometimes it is a unit test and sometimes it is a comprehensive test. When we do problems, we often just finish this, then come to that, just finish this, and then come to that. We are very nervous. Old Moore often tells us two humorous things in class, so let's relax.
The old Moores live in school. It seems that none of them have jobs at home, and they occasionally help in the canteen. I only remember a quiet daughter, about ten years old, who often blinked her bright eyes and sometimes went to the classroom to look for her father to stare at you and smile. Old Moore's life is also very tense, and the school is divided into a dormitory, which is also very tense. In the 1980s, the status of teachers was very low! I only remember that the college entrance examination was filled in, and many students filled in except normal schools and coal mines. At that time, only students regarded teachers as teachers. At that time, our students were simple and obedient, and they only wanted to go to college.
Old Moore sometimes looks like an old woman, either looking at you or looking at him. So-and-so is sick, the prodigal son wears well! Keep warm. Now senior three can't get sick carelessly. So-and-so can't fall in love We can talk slowly after the exam. There is plenty of time.
I remember the day before we took the college entrance examination, we went from town to county. It rained heavily in the afternoon. Because we didn't bring an umbrella, a classmate got caught in the rain on the way to the guest house and had a fever at night. Old Moore is very busy, looking for a clinic, buying medicine, giving injections and constantly taking care of him. Although the student had a bad cold, he finally passed the college entrance examination and was admitted to a university in Shanghai.
I remember when we were assigned to the county after graduation, the old Moore was transferred back to his hometown and went to the vocational middle school in the county. Once, a classmate who was working outside passed by the county to see him. He invited several of our classmates assigned to the county to his home for dinner. His family lives near the west gate. On the night of eating, the students were talking and laughing, and they were all very excited. Because they have just started working, everything is full of hope. What they said at that time was unclear, but the vague scene at that time was very vague.
I seldom go to see old Moore, because my work is not successful, and I am often a little shy to meet my old teacher.
A few years later, I heard that old Moore had left. A classmate who studied chemistry as a teacher told me that I was sad. Old Moore worked hard and died in middle age. I don't know what it feels like to be widowed and weak.