什麼樣的教育成就什麼樣的社會，中國式垃圾教育

A friend in the group received a notice from the school. He said that in order to cope with the exam, he asked the parents to put all the teaching materials in the children's school bags and all the test papers and papers at home. The waste paper, garbage and some books in the school bag should also be cleaned up and weighed for the school bag. The school bag only needs to bring Chinese, math, morality, science and textbooks. No need to bring anything else. The parents entrusted the child to the school. It can be said that it is unconditional trust. But in the end, after the child was sent there, he has been lying with the school since he was a child. What kind of teaching material is there? It's just a joke. In fact, everyone has long been attracted to such school notices. It seems that the parents don't think it's inappropriate. Because we have been like this since we were young. When I was young, there was only one teacher in our school. This teacher is the wife of the village secretary. She is only in the sixth grade of elementary school. The child of the village secretary is my classmate. She is also Bai Fumei in our school. Our classroom is for students from the first to the fourth grade. There are less than 20 people in the family. This teacher has to teach four grades in a class. So I can't remember much now. There are too many things to learn. But I still remember that every time I came to listen to the class, the teacher asked us to put on our cleanest clothes that day. Cut nails, comb, just like New Year's Eve. There are two children in our village. No father, no mother. I grew up with my grandparents. I couldn't go to school on the day of the exam. I was afraid of embarrassing the teacher. In fact, I was afraid of embarrassing the village secretary. Because these two children really couldn't find a decent dress for the exam. Later, these two children didn't finish their elementary school, so they started to work at home. After I graduated from elementary school, I went to the only school in Bachun, Shili, which is a middle school in the town. In fact, I lived in the school. Under those conditions, even a child who grew up in a small hut in the mountains like me would be hard to accept. It seems that every semester, the Education Bureau will have someone come to check. And before the check, the teacher will have a special meeting with us to tell us that the leader may pretend to be a teacher and walk around the school, randomly asking students questions. If you meet a teacher you don't know at school and ask you questions, you must remember how to answer. For example, what time do you get up? What time do you go to bed? What time do you study in the evening? How do you eat at school? You can't tell the truth. You have to answer according to the answer your teacher tells you. So every time I checked, everyone lived a comfortable life. The food that the pigs in the canteen didn't eat also became delicious. The rice was finally white. The black rice worm in the rice was also gone. Even the long-term stagnant tap water had water. Everyone finally had water to wash the rice boxes. And the air in the canteen became fresh. It's not like usual. It's really smelly. At this time, I started to calculate in my heart. Actually, there were several times. I said that if the leader asked me a question, I would tell the truth all at once. I even thought that I could go out and shout. For all the students who can eat a delicious meal in the future, what's the harm in sacrificing me? And then the whole day the leader came. You see, the expression of each student in the school was very serious and serious. The teacher was not late for class and did not delay the class. Everyone in the class sat up straight and raised their hands to answer the question. Then I stared at the window and looked forward to the arrival of the teacher. But in fact, there was no patrol inspection at all. After the so-called leaders came, they walked straight into the principal's office, blowing the cold wind, smoking, drinking tea, and then eating a hearty lunch in the classroom canteen. Then they went back. No leader cared about us. Did you eat well? Did you sleep well? Did you study hard? Really, every time I came to inspect, I felt that our hope was destroyed. The next day, life was back to normal. Nothing has changed. We still eat food that pigs don't like to eat. The canteen began to smell bad again. So where's the wealth? It's just a play. What kind of education can cultivate what kind of children? This kind of formist school teaches formist children and finally constitutes a formist society. Many parents may realize that their children are victims of such education, but they never realize that they are actually accomplices in this absurd education.