The children were all sitting in their seats, and two or three gathered together, talking about what happened yesterday.
Every day they would share a lot about things at home, just like they would share things about kindergarten at home.
It's time for class.
Shen Mu'an clapped his hands, attracting the attention of all the children, and knowingly asked, "Which child is it the turn to tell the story today?"
"It's my turn!" Shan Keke held the album in one hand, and raised the other hand high, her eyes were bright, as if there were little stars.
Shan Keke has been looking forward to this day for a long time, and for today, she has been picking on her bookcase for a long time. She likes to listen to her father telling fairy tales the most. Every night, her father will tell her a bedtime story, so today she also wants to tell everyone a bedtime story!
Shan Keke wants to share with everyone what her father told her.
She also wants everyone to know that although her father looks a bit scary, he is actually a very good person.
"Then, let's invite Keke to tell us a story today." Shen Mu'an's voice was relaxed and cheerful, and he could easily mobilize everyone's atmosphere.
"Okay~" the children said in unison, their eyes all fell on Shan Keke.
Shan Keke happily walked to the middle of the blackboard with the drawing book in his arms, and Shen Muan sat in Shan Keke's seat.
Shan Ke may feel that everyone's eyes are on her, but she is not shy at all, she is generous. You can see her confidence in her gestures.
Xiao Ruzhi moved the stool, trying to get closer to Shen Muan, but Chu Siyuan stepped in.
"Stop playing, Keke is going to tell a story." Shen Mu'an stretched out his hand and patted the two of them on the head, "Be attentive."
Shan Keke opened the story album, although she has heard the story about Snow White many times, but she still likes to look at the album. If the picture book wasn't too small, she would have wanted other children to read the picture book with her.
"The story I want to tell today is the story of Snow White that my father often told me." Shan Keke said, "My father would tell me bedtime stories every day. Today I want to tell you this story."
Shen Mu'an immediately took the lead in applauding, and the children applauded together.
After quieting down, Shan Keke began to tell the story about Snow White.
"Once upon a time... there was a king..."
Although everyone has heard the story of Snow White, the children in the whole classroom listened to Shan Keke's story quietly, and no one interrupted or made trouble.
The whole classroom can only hear the voice of Shan Keke telling stories.
Ke Ke spoke very seriously, and everyone listened very carefully. The whole classroom was in a very harmonious atmosphere.
"In this way, the prince and Snow White are living happily together." After Shan Keke finished telling the story, she closed the album, feeling a little unfinished.
"Coco is amazing."
There was applause in the classroom, and everyone was very excited.
Shen Mu'an stood up and gave up his seat. He walked to the front and clapped his hands: "Isn't what Ke Ke said great?"
"Great!" The children replied in unison.
"Then let's look forward to it, can you tell us a new story next time?" Shen Mu'an said.
"Okay~" The children were very supportive.
Shen Mu'an took out a little star hairpin and clipped it on Shan Keke's head, this is a reward for the children. The rewards for boys and girls are different, and the kindergarten will change the rewards every month.
Although it is not a valuable thing, the teacher's reward and affirmation will make the children very happy. This is completely different from the feeling of being rewarded by parents at home.
Shan Keke touched the little star on her head to send a card, and happily carried the album back to her seat, she felt as if she was a little taller.
She has a different feeling!
Shan Keke is very satisfied with the storytelling this time, and she has already started to think about what story to tell next time.
Xiaoyi looked at the hairpin on Shan Keke's head, a little envious, when Shen Muan asked which child would tell the story tomorrow, Xiaoyi stood up directly, raising her hands high, for fear that Shen Muan would not see her urgency.
"Then how about Xiaoyi?" Shen Muan saw Xiaoyi's appearance, so he chose Xiaoyi.
The other children will not be upset if they were not selected. They are happy to tell the story, but they are more happy to listen to the story. So even if I didn't get selected, I don't feel sad.
Chu Siyuan looked around him, he rarely listened to bedtime stories, and there were no story books at home. Teacher An An said that all the children take turns to tell, should he ask his uncle to tell him a bedtime story
Chu Siyuan couldn't imagine Chu Yi telling him a bedtime story. He always felt that his uncle was sitting by the bed and he couldn't fall asleep. In fact, whether Chu Siyuan should sleep or know how to sleep, he doesn't care who is sitting next to him.
After Xiaoyi got this opportunity, she immediately began to think about what story she should tell, she must tell a different one! When facing Shan Keke, Xiaoyi felt an inexplicable sense of crisis. She always felt that if she continued to let things go like this, her position in Teacher An An's heart would be lost.
Shen Mu'an probably never thought that a child in kindergarten would think so much, but children always have some inexplicable intuitions.
Although it is said that the human heart cannot be completely leveled, in Shen Muan's heart, every child is unique and no one can replace it.
For the next time, Shen Muan took them to play games together.
The whole classroom was full of laughter and laughter, and everyone had a great time.
The principal of the kindergarten watched secretly from the window, and he was right. Shen Mu'an is really suitable to be a kindergarten teacher.
Responsible, attentive, and has a natural affinity.
The principal of the kindergarten just took a fancy to these things, so he tried to invite Shen Muan to be a teacher at the beginning. After all, Shen Muan's original major was not a kindergarten teacher.
Mr. Director of the garden feels that he can dig him here is also a very proud thing.
For this reason, he specially offered Shen Mu'an more salary.
Shen Mu'an found Mr. Principal outside, greeted him with a smile, and then continued to play games with the children.
Children always seem to have unlimited energy, charging for five minutes, and they can be on standby for ten hours.
This kind of excess energy makes parents extremely headache.
Because they go home after a day of work and don't have much time to play with their children.
Even a day of playing in kindergarten cannot completely drain the energy of the children.
After consuming a little energy of the children, Shen Muan began to teach them some simple knowledge.
Although everyone lives in the city now, Shen Muan doesn't want the children to eat rice at all, and he doesn't even know rice.
He remembered that there was once a child who thought that vegetables grew in supermarkets and strawberries grew on trees.
Although it may be that the child has brought a little fantasy color, Shen Mu'an thinks it can't be like this.
At the very least, let the children know a little more about things.
After the lecture, Shen Muan assigned a homework assignment, asking the children to bring a seed and plant something.
Every child can choose the plants they want to grow and keep them next to the small zoo.
The children were very active. They had never grown anything by themselves, so they were very excited and even eager to try.
If it weren't for the lack of seeds and tools now, they probably couldn't wait to start.
For a day's class, Shen Mu'an took most of the day, and left the rest of the time to Teacher Xia.
Shen Mu'an returned to the office, and as soon as he sat down, he gave Shen Fang a message.
His brother called within two minutes.
"Who did you invite?" Shen Fangqi held a mobile phone in one hand and a lollipop in the other. It was given to him by the child they rescued at the murder scene before, and the wrapping paper was still stained with traces of blood. .
"Yes, what's wrong with you?" Shen Mu'an heard the tiredness from Shen Fangqi's voice, and was a little worried, did something happen again
Shen Fangqi leaned on the chair, looked at the police badge on the computer screen, and said in a low tone, "I saved a child at the murder scene today, and he gave me a lollipop." Shen Fangqi didn't go into too much detail, he wasn't It was the first time I saw the scene of the crime, but every time something like this happened, it was always painful.
Shen Fangqi still remembered how he looked when he found this child, he was hiding in the big garbage in the kitchen.
The entire storefront was badly destroyed, and the child's parents were also brutally killed.
The reason for the murderer was only because of a quarrel with the child's father. After returning home, he became more and more angry, took a knife, killed the couple, and then ran away.
The child was hidden in the trash can by the mother, and when he found him, he had stopped crying.
"He is only five years old, I want to take him home first..." Shen Fangqi hesitated, but he was worried about the child.
"Bring it back." Shen Mu'an agreed without hesitation, "You found him, he will definitely feel safer following you than following others."
"Does he have any family members?" Shen Mu'an asked.
"There are grandparents." Shen Fangqi looked at the information on the table, he could never understand why some people could kill others for such ridiculous reasons.
Life is so heavy, so important.
Why is it so insignificant in the eyes of some people
It was just a simple quarrel that ruined two families.
What about the child
Because Shen Fangqi wanted to bring that child back, Shen Muan temporarily postponed the invitation with Chu Yi.
He had never been in contact with a child who had experienced this before, and Shen Muan didn't know how to deal with the only survivor.
Such a young child has experienced all this, how scared and helpless he must have been at that time...
Shen Muan understood a truth very early on.
You treat the world with kindness, but the world does not necessarily reward you in this way.
Be human, please be kind...
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