Although I am in Beijing most of the time, I will be there as soon as my son is on vacation or there is anything I need to participate in. So this time is no exception. I was the first to register with the teacher.
I really want to contribute to my son's class, but I also have a little selfishness: by the way, I will go to school to see what my son and his students are doing in school exams at ordinary times.
The teacher was very considerate of my hard journey and asked me if it was convenient, but I assured the teacher that it was no problem.
So I went home by bus one day in advance, and then I took the initiative to ask, and confirmed the time, place and matters needing attention with my teacher.
the next morning, it was a little cloudy. Walking on the tree-lined path leading to the school gate is extremely cool and cheerful. I arrived at school 2 minutes early.
I contacted my son's class teacher first, and he directly led me and another parent to the classroom in charge of invigilation. I was in the first examination room (my son was in the ninth examination room, and I didn't have time to see him).
Then I was arranged to sit in the last row of the classroom, and I explained some precautions, such as not sending and receiving test papers, not playing mobile phones during the exam, and so on. You can go home after the exam at noon and come back in the afternoon. I suggested that I want to go to a restaurant to have dinner with my son at noon, but I was politely refused.
There are two other teachers in charge of invigilation, one is our school teacher and the other is a foreign school teacher. Everyone is serious and quiet, doing their job. Smile at each other only when you are looking for my signature with the answer sheet sealed bag.
The first lesson is math, which lasts for two hours. Time passed slowly, and when I looked up, I saw 12 big characters written on the blackboard: carefully examine the questions, standardize writing, and answer carefully.
I feel refreshed when I see those teenagers who are busy with their books. They are quiet and attentive, and consciously abide by the rules of the examination room. Teachers don't have to stare at anyone cheating in circles. Only occasionally one or two students look back at the time of the wall clock.
But as soon as the papers are handed in after class, several of them who are familiar with each other will get together and answer the multiple-choice questions loudly. When everyone's answers are consistent, they all give a hearty laugh together.
Teachers should not only ensure that the books are rolled up on time during the next class, but also wait for the students to finish writing the last word, so that every detail can be felt by the teachers' good intentions.
Mathematics is my son's biggest headache and he often fails. I thought he was suffering. Who knows, after class, I went to find him at the entrance of their examination room, and he even said lightly: It's okay. Anyway, will it be all full and finished? This boy, I am speechless, too.
The second class will start soon, 7 minutes, history. I felt that time passed quickly. After class, the two teachers finished their examination papers and left. I went to the door in front of the classroom alone to say hello to a female teacher who had not gone far, and then went downstairs to find my son.
I didn't find it in their classroom, and I didn't wait in the corridor for half a day. When all the students returned to the classroom, they didn't find their son. A person left angrily.
There are many energetic students walking out with suitcases along the road. This is the third grade students who have just finished the senior high school entrance examination, preparing to leave school, and going to another journey of their lives. I wish them a silent blessing.
The off-campus bus station was also full of students, and almost didn't get on the bus. I planned to go to my relatives' house for dinner at noon, but I changed my mind and got off the bus halfway. I went to KFC and ordered a Beijing chicken roll and a cup of lemon and orange tea for lunch.
I didn't have a good breakfast. I was really hungry, but I didn't dare to eat more in order to lose weight.
the first class in the afternoon will take an English test for 9 minutes. Most students finish writing soon, including the composition, word for word. There is a boy in the back row who may not be very good at English. The multiple-choice question was written without blinking, and then he began to be in a daze and didn't write his composition, which made people anxious.
the last lesson is geography, 6 minutes. These students in the back row are in excellent condition, burying their heads in writing. I also infer that they should do it, and the questions are not difficult. Anyway, I hope every student can do well in the exam.
This time as an invigilator, I also experienced the boring side of being an invigilator for the first time and explained it perfectly.
First of all, I memorized their class convention:
Then, I counted 5 people in the whole examination room, of whom 39 wore glasses and 11 didn't. 34 boys and 16 girls; 14 students wear long-sleeved uniforms and 36 students wear short-sleeved uniforms. 4 electric fans, 8 lamps, 2 brooms, 2 mops, 1 bookcase, 7 baskets of books ... < P > Although being an invigilator as a parent takes up my own working time, it seems simple and boring. However, I feel that I have gained a better understanding of schools, teachers and children by participating in invigilation this time. I will be more supportive of the work of schools and teachers in the future, and I will understand the children's earnest efforts in learning. Come on, boy!