0p0 Chapter 472 Is Anyone Home?
Chapter 472 Is Anyone Home?
In Hongfujin Kindergarten, the air is filled with a tense and busy atmosphere. Every face looks particularly serious, as if shrouded by an invisible pressure.
Teacher Dong held a notebook tightly in his hand and walked hurriedly towards the elevator.
When she walked to the elevator door, she saw Teacher Fan and several other colleagues standing there waiting for the elevator to arrive.
When everyone saw Teacher Dong, they greeted him warmly: "Good morning, Teacher Dong!"
Teacher Dong responded with a smile: "Good morning, Teacher Fan, Teacher Wang, and Teacher Zhang! Teacher Fan's notice yesterday was so well written! He is indeed one of the few college students in our campus!"
Hearing this praise, Teacher Fan couldn't help feeling a little shy, her cheeks instantly turned red, and she quickly waved her hands and said:
"Oh, Mr. Dong, thank you for your praise. I still have a lot to improve on. I'm really sorry to have embarrassed everyone."
The straightforward teacher Zhang interrupted and said, "Teacher Fan, don't be too modest. With your brilliant writing skills, you definitely deserve great praise!"
As everyone was chatting and laughing, the elevator finally reached the floor. The door slowly opened, and a group of people filed out and walked straight to the meeting room.
Not long after, everyone in the conference room arrived one after another. Finally, Lin Yue walked in quickly and sat in the main seat.
With a smile on her face, she said softly to the teachers present: "Good morning, teachers!"
At this moment, everyone laughed at the same time and answered in unison: "Good morning..." The whole conference room was suddenly filled with a relaxed and happy atmosphere.
Lin Yue's confident gaze was like a bright beam of light, slowly sweeping across the crowd, and then she asked in a soft and clear voice:
"Dear colleagues, how is the current data statistics progressing? How many people need to take the shuttle bus?"
At this time, Teacher Dong spoke first without hesitation, and he said in an orderly manner: “There are 19 children in the first class who have signed up and need to take the bus;
There are 15 students in Class 11 of the senior class; the number of students in Class 17 of the senior class is slightly smaller, with students; and the number of students in Class of the senior class is relatively large, with students.
In total, there were 62 people in the class who needed the shuttle service. No one had any objection to the fare.
However, some parents have asked whether the shuttle bus can add stops at certain specific locations to make it easier for children to get on and off the bus. "
Then, Teacher Zhang gently pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and added seriously: “We have six classes in the middle class, with a total of 49 children.
Many parents said that their children are young, so they are more worried about issues such as order and safety when they take the shuttle bus. "
Then, Teacher Fan cleared his throat and said slowly: "As for the small classes, there are six classes in total, with a total of 72 children.
Similar to Teacher Zhang’s situation, many parents have the same concerns.
In addition, there are 15 children with special circumstances who need to apply for poverty subsidies from the school.
I happen to have no classes this morning, so after this meeting, I plan to visit these families in person to verify the actual situation and implement it in place.”
Lin Yue slowly crossed the fingers of her hands together, and then gently placed them on the smooth and large conference table.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and frowned slightly, as if she was thinking carefully about something important deep in her mind.
After a short pause, she opened her red lips and said slowly, "First of all, let's put ourselves in their shoes and patiently explain the school arrangements to the parents from their perspective.
We will arrange two experienced and responsible teachers on each bus to maintain order during the entire ride and ensure that the children are fully protected during the journey.”
At this point, Lin Yue paused for a moment, took a sip from the teacup in front of him to moisten his throat, and then continued:
"Secondly, the shuttle bus routes must also be carefully planned.
We try to plan the shuttle bus routes as accurately as possible so that all bus routes can pass through the stops set up near each community, making it convenient for children to get on and off the bus.
At the same time, we sincerely hope that all parents can arrive at the designated station on time to wait for their children.
Of course, if you encounter some special circumstances, such as being unable to arrive on time due to some emergency matters, please inform us in the parent group in advance.
Inform the class teacher promptly so that they have enough time to deal with and prepare for the incident."
Finally, Lin Yue put down the teacup in his hand, turned his gaze to Teacher Fan who was sitting beside him and listening attentively, and said solemnly:
“As for the poverty subsidy issue, I would like to trouble you, Mr. Fan, to conduct an in-depth investigation, fully understand and verify the specific circumstances one by one.
Once everything is confirmed, please organize the detailed information and hand it over to me.
At that time, I will personally submit a formal application to the education department and handle a series of subsequent related procedures.”
Teacher Fan nodded quickly and responded sincerely: "Okay, Principal Lin." There was a hint of respect in his voice.
Lin Yue nodded in satisfaction, and then slowly swept his eyes over everyone present, with a look of inquiry and concern, and continued: "Does anyone have anything else to add?"
Her voice was clear and powerful, echoing in the quiet conference room. Everyone looked at each other, and the exchange of eyes conveyed silent communication.
After a moment, everyone responded in unison: "No more." The voices were uniform and crisp, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.
Lin Yue nodded again, and said with a firm and encouraging look: "Then let's adjourn the meeting. I will contact the shuttle bus company myself.
Everyone should go down and communicate with the parents and dispel their concerns. Okay?" Her words were like a warm spring breeze, giving people a sense of security and strength.
At this time, responses came in an uneven pattern: "Okay," "Okay..." Although the voices were not uniform, they revealed a determination of unity.
"Well, let's adjourn the meeting!" Lin Yue said, and stood up gracefully in front of the conference table.
She leaned forward slightly, and with her slender fingers she gently picked up the family member information that everyone had printed out. With gentle and orderly movements, she put them away one by one, as if the information carried countless responsibilities and hopes.
After finishing organizing the materials, she straightened her body and looked at everyone firmly, as if conveying an invisible belief to everyone, and then slowly walked out of the door of the conference room.
In the warm and bright morning sunshine, Teacher Fan rode her pink electric bike, traveling through the streets and alleys of the city according to the addresses sent by parents.
The electric car was running briskly, and the breeze blew past, ruffling Teacher Fan's hair.
Gradually, Teacher Fan turned into a quiet alley. Everything here seemed so simple and old, and the doors and windows seemed to have gone through the baptism of time, mottled and revealing stories of the past.
The alley is so narrow that only an electric bike can pass through, and the houses on both sides are tightly packed together.
There are poles crisscrossing between the rooms, on which colorful clothes and thick bedding are hung to dry. They sway gently in the breeze, as if telling the details of ordinary life.
Not far away, an old woman with gray hair sat quietly at the door of her house. The sun seemed to pity her haggard face and cast a warm light on her. The rays of light gently refracted on her body, coating her body with a faint halo.
However, in this seemingly beautiful picture, there is an unspeakable loneliness. The old man just sits there quietly, his eyes a little empty, as if immersed in his own world.
Teacher Fan walked slowly forward, looking around for the address, his eyes moving through these scenes full of life.
Finally, she found the door of a child named Qiao Beibei. Teacher Fan parked the electric bike skillfully, patted the dust off her body, and then walked into the yard with light steps and caution.
What comes into view is a small yard. Although the space is limited, it is kept fairly tidy.
There is almost no debris on the ground, and a few simple pots of green plants are placed in the corner, adding a bit of vitality to this small yard.
Teacher Fan looked around and raised his voice politely, "Is anyone home? Is anyone here?" His voice echoed in the quiet courtyard, but there was no immediate response.
Just as Teacher Fan was about to ask again, a slightly vicissitudes of life response suddenly came from behind: "Girl, who are you looking for?" This voice broke the brief silence.
Teacher Fan turned around suddenly and saw an old man standing behind him. He was holding a bundle of cardboard boxes in one hand and a bag full of beverage bottles in the other. The bags were so heavy that they seemed to make him slightly hunchbacked.
Teacher Fan was slightly stunned, then a friendly smile appeared on his face, and he quickly responded: "Uncle, I am Qiao Beibei's teacher.
What's going on? Can you tell me about it? " After that, she looked at the old man with concern, her eyes full of worry and curiosity.
The old man was slightly startled, then a simple smile appeared on his face. He gently put the cartons and bags in his hands aside, patted the dust off his hands, and said enthusiastically: "So you are Beibei's teacher. Come in and sit down."
Teacher Fan followed the old man into the house. The furnishings in the house were simple, with an old wooden table and a few old chairs. Although it was simple, it was kept in good order.
The old man asked Teacher Fan to sit down, and he slowly sat down on the chair opposite, sighed and said:
"Hey, girl, to be honest, Beibei's grandmother and I are old and don't have any other skills, so we rely on picking up waste to make some money to supplement our family income.
Beibei's parents are working in other places and they can only come back a few times a year. "When he said this, a trace of loneliness flashed in the old man's eyes.
Teacher Fan felt sad and comforted him softly, "Uncle, you and grandma have worked hard. Beibei is very sensible in school and studies hard, but sometimes he can be a little introverted."
The old man heard this, tears of relief welled up in his eyes, and he said distressedly: "This child has been caring for others since he was young. He knows that the family conditions are not good, and he never asks for things without permission.
Although we are not well educated, we know the importance of learning. We hope that she can study hard and have a bright future, not like us..."
Teacher Fan nodded vigorously and said soothingly, "Uncle, don't worry, the school is very concerned about Beibei's situation. This time I came here just to communicate with you. The school plans to arrange shuttle buses for the children to make it convenient for them to go to and from school.
But some parents may still have some concerns. What do you think? "
The old man frowned, thought for a moment and said, "The shuttle bus is a good thing, but I don't know how much it costs. Although we old couple can save as much as possible, we are afraid that we can't afford it."
Teacher Fan quickly explained: "Uncle, the school will give a certain amount of subsidies considering the situation of Beibei's family. The cost will not be too high, so you don't have to worry too much.
It is also safer to take the bus, and it helps children build relationships when they go to and from school together.”
After hearing this, the old man's worried look gradually disappeared and he smiled: "That's good, that's good. We can rest assured that the school will take care of us. I have no objection. I will follow the school's arrangements."
Teacher Fan looked at the old man, feeling touched, and praised him: "Uncle, you are so sensible. Beibei will definitely become better and better if he grows up in such a family environment.
If you have any difficulties in the future, please tell the school and we will do our best to help you."
The old man looked at Teacher Fan gratefully and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, it is Beibei's blessing to meet good teachers like you."
After leaving the old man's house, Teacher Fan felt particularly heavy yet full of strength.
She rode her electric bike, facing the warm sunshine, and rushed to the next student's home, thinking silently in her heart that she must understand the situation of each child clearly so that the school's care can truly be implemented.