• 幸福群岛
• 疏景晚香
• 李宣章
• 逸云先生

• 空心菜
• 枫林醉
• 我骄傲
• 冰冷酒
• 洙泗清风
• 村居秀士
• 李瑾

    我小时候上学一年级前要读“抗大”。多么延安的一个词啊！小时候是不懂得意义的，只知道要读书了，再也不能回到叽叽喳喳的幼儿园了。我读过两年“抗大”，  妈妈当时是小学老师，把全身心都献给了工作，我不够年龄时，就把我送入学校附近的“抗大”。

    为了表明我的上学生涯还没正式开始，她没给我买书包，而是用一块不新不旧的毛巾缝制了一个，就像现在老太太们上街买菜的兜子，那时候低碳的意识就潜伏在我娘心里，那书包不装书还好，装一本书就被地球引力拉向地面，我的宝贝低碳书包差不多就跟我的腿一般高了，它阻挡着我随时蹦蹦跳跳，整不好摔个跟头是常事，好像我不在乎，跌到了，抹把鼻涕爬起来又乐了，只是梦想着有个漂亮的军用书包。

    第一次抗大退学是我自己的主意，记得有一天，老师突然发疯骂我，鬼般朝我嚎叫，唾液像水枪似得喷来，后来想准是她大姨妈来晚了，或者不来了，第二天我就坚决不去上学了，告诉了妈妈老师骂要比摔跟头疼，还丢人。

    她也没当回事儿，从此我就待在家，脖子上挂着串钥匙在街上跟小朋友疯跑了到第二年九月份念了第二次抗大。记得疯跑的日子里，把脖子上的钥匙戴树枝脖子上几次，把鞋埋在路边沙里几次，害得我爸爬过树，用铁锹在沙堆里铲了好几天，（当天没挖到鞋），膝盖被铁管子磕了一块很深的肉，上医院正赶上医生吃饭，她喷着香香的饭味说伤口要缝，准备拿线时我就没影了，气得她嗷嗷叫，发誓不给缝继续吃饭了。后来膝盖就有了块出生时没有的疤痕。

     第二次我念抗大坚持下来了，一直念了十几年的书，真佩服我的坚强意志力，碰到了无数的老师，他们大多的特点是学问不高，但善良，淳朴，把我当自己的孩子，他们联合我妈妈收拾我了几次，我就按照他们250%的要求茁壮成长了。那为什么是250%呢？就说我妈吧，有时候对我不管不问，有时候，我的算术本上的格画斜了，她竟能借此揍我一顿，难道这不是250%的要求吗？

   嘻嘻，能记得的童年往事，这是一小回。

2010-12-23

the story of my childhood (one )

When I was a little girl , before primary school , after kindergarten  I had to enter “kangda”, How “YanAn” it is !In fact , I couldn’t understand  what it meant , only knew that I couldn’t go back to the kindergarten where the kids  were very noisy and free. I had been in the “Kangda” for twice .My mum was a teacher of primary school where  she devoted herself to the educational career . She had no time to care about me and put me in a “Kangda ” near her school. Maybe she realized that it was not formal for my schooling , she didn’t buy a schoolbag for me , instead , she made a schoolbag by using a old towel for me . At that time, the concept “low carbon ” was really deep  in the heart of my mother. While the very low carbon bag was good for nothing in it .For example , if  I put only one book in it , the earth would give it a strong gravitation and my baby bag would become taller than  my leg . I tripped over by it for several times when I jumped and ran .I never thought it was serious thing to be tripped over but I really dreamed a very army schoolbag.

It was my idea to escape from the “first kangda ”. One day the teacher suddenly shouted to me madly like a ghost and saliva like the bullets fired to me. After a long time. I thought the reason of my teacher’s mad behavior was that her aunt visited her lately or didn’t visit her again . I told my mother I no longer went to school. What the teacher shouted to me disgraced me . From then on , with the key rounded on my neck , I ran in the street freely with my fellows for almost one year until the time when I went to “Kandda” again. During the time I wandered in the street .I put the key of my family on the branch’s necks for several times and hid my shoes in the sand beside the road. Unfortunately for my father, he like monkey’s father often climbed on the trees and like the building workers dug the sand for several days because the first day he only dug one of my shoes. Once I hurt my lap where a small piece of meat peeled, I went to the hospital while the woman doctor was having her dinner .She stopped eating and checked my wound saying the wound must be sewed . Listening to her words , I disappeared suddenly from the sight of the doctor and I could hear the shouting behind me .I remembered that when the doctor said, I could smell the good delicious food coming out from her mouth.

Today on my knee, there is a cut that didn’t exist when I was born.

Later I entered the school, I had stayed at school for over decades. I really praised for myself .How long school time I could go on..

I met many teachers in my life. Most of them are ordinary and good hearted, full of purity. They with my mother tided up several times gradually I grew up under the 250% request of them .Why saying 250%? For the example of my mother, generally, she cared nothing about my study .  But sometimes, when she found that one line is not straight on my book , she could angry and gave me a hard beat. How do  you think it was not 250% request? !(note : In Chinese , 250 is represented foolish )

Gaofei

2010-12-23