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In a remote village, there lived a fourth-grade boy. His family's humble abode, weathered by time, stood in stark contrast to the noisy duck pen right outside their door. With only his mother and younger brother by his side, and his mother constantly preoccupied with making ends meet,Xiao Chu's inner world often went unnoticed. When our teachers first visited his home and asked about his dreams and aspirations for further education, Xiao Chu's youthful face was painted with confusion. His lips parted, but no words came out, his eyes reflecting a mix of bewilderment and uncertainty about the future.
Despite the hardships at home, Xiao Chu harbored an immense passion for basketball. Whenever he had a spare moment, he would clutch his basketball tightly, playing on the humble court. Basketball was like a radiant beam of light in his life, bringing him boundless joy and hope. Initially, Xiao Chu didn't leave a lasting impression on his teachers. On the third day of class, the teacher noticed that Xiao Chu could be shy and introverted at times, yet lively and outgoing sometimes. However, he sometimes displayed impolite behavior towards girls, such as giving them the middle finger, making inappropriate gestures, and occasionally using foul language.
The teacher gently guided him, "If the girl did something wrong, and we respond in the same manner, wouldn't we become impolite children too?" Xiao Chu nodded thoughtfully. The teacher then asked progressively, "So, will you do this again next time?" Xiao Chu shook his head firmly and said, "I won't behave impolitely anymore."
From then on, the well-behaved Xiao Chu would greet his teachers enthusiastically whenever he saw them and got along harmoniously with the girls. He even gave the prize that he won at the school fair to his teacher as a gift.
Later, in the basketball club, Xiao Chu immersed himself wholeheartedly, showcasing his love for basketball. He actively participated in every training session, meticulously executing every move. As his skills improved, he grew more confident and outgoing.
During the final presentation class, as the lights dimmed and a video montage of past memories played on the screen,Xiao Chu sat quietly in his seat, his eyes fixed on the screen. The joyful times and moments of growth shared with his teachers and classmates unfolded before his eyes like a scroll of paintings. His eyes gradually welled up with tears, and he initially tried to hold them back by tilting his head upwards. However, as scenes of his teachers patiently guiding him flashed across the screen, he could no longer contain his emotions. Tears streamed down his cheeks, his shoulders trembling slightly. Not wanting to be noticed, he discreetly wiped his tears with his small hands.
In his notebook, he earnestly wrote: "Today, I filled out a form. Tomorrow, the teachers will leave. I want to tell Teacher Cai that you are very kind and beautiful. Thank you for the valuable bracelet. I want to tell Teacher Yao that you are very handsome and play basketball exceptionally well. I feel that all the teachers are wonderful. Thank you for coming to our school. Goodbye, teachers. Thank you for your hard work. -- Xiao Chu"
Xiao Chu transformed from a child with impolite behavior into a child who understood gratitude and cherished friendships. His heart became more sensitive and tender, and basketball remained an indispensable companion on his journey of growth. He knew that the teachings and care of his teachers had taken root in his heart like seeds, destined to sprout and flourish in the days to come.
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