Prince Shuffler

A slap left in the depths of memory

In a blink of an eye, I have been a teacher for 32 years. With the passing of time, many memories disappeared. Only the slap of a girl has not been forgotten. To be honest, I am a good teacher, especially my classroom teaching, but I have a shortcoming, that is, I have a big voice, anxious temperament, and love to punish students physically. At the beginning of every year, I will treat parents to parents. We said this sentence, "Parents and friends, please rest assured in my class, but I have a bad temper and like to beat up students, but you can rest assured that I only beat boys, and I just spank the buttocks with my hands and squeeze the meat on the thighs. , I hope everyone understands my good intentions!" In the past 32 years, hundreds of boys have been beaten by me, but I have never received a complaint call. Ten years ago, I remember it was a Friday evening. Before I got off work, I went to the class to check whether the doors and windows were closed. Suddenly, I smelled a smell of smoke from the class. In normal days, I like to Drink some white wine when you are tired, but strongly oppose smoking. Following the smell of smoke, I gently came out of the window and found that there was a girl named Juan in the class secretly smoking in the corner. Juan is the girl with the best grades and the best popularity in our class. Not only is she among the best in the whole grade, she is also The captain of the school's "Love Echelon", I have always had the best hope for Juan. How can I tolerate her smoking in the class? Even though she was alone, it violated my bottom line. Seeing the smoky corner, I didn’t even think about it. I rushed into the classroom and pulled her by, snatching away the cigarette butt in her hand like a demon. There was a loud slap in my hand, and Juan’s mouth was suddenly bloody. ...Looking at the red bloodshots on Juan's face, I went from crazy to a little regretful, without asking even the reason, and dealing with the problem violently like this, I was too arbitrary... Just when I blamed myself for my behavior , Juan’s father and mother came over, they came to pick up their daughter. Juan's father is the director of the County Public Security Bureau, and he is rarely seen. When his father saw more than a dozen cigarette butts on the ground and the blood on his daughter's mouth, he immediately understood what was going on. After staring at me and being speechless for just a minute, her father slowly came to me, bowed deeply to me twice, and then softly said to me, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Juan’s mother hurriedly wiped away the blood and tears for her daughter, dragged her daughter, and a family of three ran all the way out of the school gate. In the next few months, it was calm and calm, and none of us mentioned it again. At the beginning of September of the previous year, I was changing my homework in the office. Juan’s father suddenly came to see me. It turned out that Juan was going to get married on the National Day. The whole family especially hoped that I could attend her daughter’s wedding and be her witness. He was personally. Come to send me invitations. Dad also happily told me that Juan is now the deputy battalion commander of the army. The wedding that day was naturally lively. Unexpectedly, Juan and his father talked about "smoking and being beaten" at the wedding at the same time. His father was grateful one after another, but Juan said, "Since I was born, I I have only been beaten twice, and it was on the same day, in the third year of junior high. Because of the pressure of study, I learned to smoke quietly. When I smoked for the third time, my head teacher found out that the teacher did anything. Without asking, he slapped me fiercely. At this time, the parents who came to take me home saw him. When my father saw it, he didn't say anything, but bowed deeply to my teacher twice. , And said three "I'm sorry!". Unexpectedly, when I got home, my dad, like the teacher, slapped me fiercely. After the fight, my dad yelled at me, "You have to remember for a lifetime." This teacher, because he is the benefactor of our whole family...'After the fight, my father collapsed on the sofa and cried. My father is an indomitable soldier. We never saw him shed a tear, only that time. Today. It’s the day of my wedding, my mentor is sitting next to me. On this special stage, I want to say "Thank you!" to my teacher again, because without the teacher’s slap, there is absolutely no me. Today!" Before I finished speaking, I clearly saw the tears of the family of three streaming down like a waterfall. . .