Ying Shao is a Girl

During the two months that Yimo taught, he was tired and happy.

The kids are so cute.

Yimo traveled around for many years and was well-informed. He knew astronomy and geography, could catch turtles in the five oceans, and was proficient in mathematics, physics and chemistry. He brought a lot of joy to the children and opened the door to a new world for them.

The children love him very much and always call him Teacher Yimo.

Bang bang bang---

Immo clapped his hands several times to attract the attention of the children who were immersed in reading books to him.

"Children, look up here. I'll take up a little of your study time. Teacher Yimo will do a little survey..."

Immo's dark face was filled with a bright smile.

Like the sun, it radiates blazing light.

The children sat down quickly, raised their heads, put their little hands on the table, and stared at Yimo intently.

He looks very well-behaved.

"I want to ask you, apart from the required courses, what else do you want to learn?"

"You can tell me, I can teach you!"

Hearing this, the children were surprised and their little eyes widened.

In Africa, especially in South Africa, countless people die of hunger, poverty, disease...

It is not easy to survive.

Even fewer can go to school.

If you want to change your destiny, you have to learn, otherwise it will be useless.

Knowledge creates the future.

Now they are sitting in a clean and bright classroom, holding brand-new textbooks in their hands, and having a teacher teach them, which is a surprise to them. This is something they never dared to imagine before.

However, now Imo also tells them that they can learn what they like.

Teacher Yimo is probably a messenger sent by God.

The classroom was very quiet, and the children seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"You can tell the teacher, say it boldly, it's okay." Yimo knew that these children needed more encouragement.

It may be that the hardships of life have made them humbler inside.

Those things you like can only be hidden deep in the night and sleep, and you don’t know when you will be able to see the light of day.

The children finally plucked up the courage to speak out what they wanted to learn.

"Teacher Yimo, can you teach me how to draw? I want to draw all the beautiful blue sky and white clouds..."

"Me, me, me, Teacher Yimo, please teach me to dance. I really like dancing, but I have difficulties at home, so I can't learn to dance. My requirements are not high, just learn a little bit is enough, Teacher Yimo, please !”

"Teacher Yimo, I want to learn to sing, but I seem to be born tone deaf, hee hee hee..."

"Teacher, I... I want to learn to braid my hair, because I don't know how to do it, and I don't have a mother to teach me, so my hair is always messy, and other children will laugh at me..."

"I want to write good words, but I don't want them to be crooked all the time, which makes me uncomfortable when I look at them. I write them like this, and they themselves feel uncomfortable..."

"…………"

No leaf is exactly the same, every child is different.

Their hobbies are naturally different.

Yimer really listened to the children's voices and then took notes.

More than 40 children took nearly two classes.

After the last child finished speaking, the smile on Yimo's face remained unchanged, exuding a fiery light.

"Okay, kids, Teacher Yimo already knows your hobbies. I will make arrangements this weekend, so you can come and support me!"

Bang bang bang---

There was a burst of warm applause in the classroom.

Can they really learn what they have longed for?

Still a little unbelievable.

But they believed in Teacher Yimo, and Teacher Yimo was very kind to them.

The light from the window jumped into the classroom and fell on Yi Mo's handsome face, with clear outlines and a shallow halo.