Even though it's been a long time, I still remember how explosive my emotions were back then. I had to take several deep breaths before I could continue speaking.
I was teaching an English article about gender equality.
Suddenly, my student A, who tends to think in a very erratic way, blurted out,
"Homosexuals are so disgusting. How can such people exist?"
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"Aren't we talking about gender equality? How did he suddenly jump to homosexuality? Isn't that a bit of a leap?"
I was pretty angry at that moment, especially since my appearance is quite obvious—I'm a handsome tomboy. "
Is this what this student thinks of me?
Disgusting creature!
It felt like a bomb had exploded in my heart.
I looked up at him, feeling like he was a stranger.
We had been together for four years, from his sixth grade to ninth grade.
I took a deep breath, turned around, and walked out of the classroom. I drank some water and calmed myself down.
Returning to the classroom, I asked him in a calm voice, "Why do you think homosexuals are disgusting? What's disgusting about them?"
"I don't know what's disgusting about them," he replied.
"Then why say that if you don't know?" I asked with a sigh.
"It's what my parents say. I'm just repeating their words. I don't really understand either."
"Uh..." I took another deep breath, grabbed a book from my shelf, and handed it to him.
"Last time, we talked about different ways of thinking. Some people can only see things from one perspective; others can see things from another's standpoint (two perspectives); and some can think from various angles."
"I remember. I find it interesting to see things from different perspectives," he said with a smile, seemingly unaware of my internal turmoil.
"Which type do you think you are?" I asked him in a calm and steady tone.
"Maybe the third type?" He sounded a bit more confident.
"The wisest one?" I smiled at him and said.
"Yes." Student A nodded.
"Then break down what you just said using these three modes of thinking," I said, trying to stay calm.
"Okay." Student A picked up a pen and started writing his thoughts in his notebook.
"Great, another day that almost made me explode. At least I didn't actually blow up = =!"
Isn't being a teacher a bit too difficult sometimes?
雖然已經過了許久,我還記得當時那爆炸的心情。
我深深呼吸了好幾口,才有辦法
繼續講話
當時,我上到一篇關於性別平等的英文文章。
我的學生A,他的思維非常的跳躍,突然說了一句
「同性戀都好噁心,怎麼會有這樣的生物」
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「不是在講性別平等,怎麼他突然會想到同性戀???」這個思維會不會太跳了
當時我挺生氣的,畢竟我的外貌挺明顯的,看起來就是個帥T。
「同學原來是這樣想我?」
噁心生物!
有枚炸彈在我心中爆開
我抬頭看了這個人一眼
覺得他好陌生
當時我們已經相處了4年,從他小六到國三
我深深的
深呼吸
轉身走出了教室
喝了口水,冷靜了一下
我用平淡的聲音問他
「你為什麼會覺得同性戀很噁心呢?是噁在哪裡?」
「我也不知道噁在哪裡」 他回答
「那既然你不知道,為什麼要這麼說呢?」我嘆了一口氣後問道
「就我爸媽說的啊,我只是重複他們的話。其實我也不太懂」
「......」我又深呼吸了一下,從我的書櫃上拿了一本書給他,和他說
「我們上次討論到思維模式。有的人思考方式只有一種角度;有的人則是可以從對方的立場看事情(兩種角度看事情);有的人則是可以從各種不同的角度去思考。」
「我記得,我覺得用不同角度看同一件事情挺有趣的。」他笑著對我說道,好像不知道我內心在爆炸
「那你覺得你是哪一種呢?」我用冷淡平穩的聲調問著他
「或許是第三種?」他的語調抬高了一些
「是最有智慧的那種嗎?」我微笑地看著他說道
「是的。」學生A點了點頭
「那你把你剛剛講的話,用這三種思維拆解一下吧!」我故作平淡地說道
「好的。」學生A拿了一枝筆在筆記本上開始寫下他的觀點
「很好,又度過了令我爆炸的一天。還好我沒有真的炸掉 = =!」
老師這職業是不是有點
太難當了?