七歲 SEVEN-YEAR-OLDS
One student, a Grade 2 person, specifically left behind to tell me something. He looked shy, but his eyes were shining. 一個小二的學生,課後遲遲沒有離開,他看來有點靦腆,雖然我不知道他想說什麼,但他那種真摯的眼神和平和的表情,讓我特別想等候他想跟我說的話,能夠順利說得出口。 外面很吵,因為下課時間的學生們,通常進入一種失序的狀態。 It was the break time. Every student was very high, making the entire campus noisy. 「請問你想和老師說什麼?」我彎下腰,把自己的高度弄到和他一樣,如此詢問著他。 Bending myself to his level, eye to eye, I said "What would you like to say to me? What is it?" 他嚥了一口口水,看來非常緊張,但他誠懇的眼神,使我份外專心於他接下來要講的話: 「老師,大家應該要知道妳非常非常多的作品……老師妳要讓別人知道妳的創作,我覺得老師妳的每個創作都很神奇……」 He swallowed hard, looked a bit anxious; however, his sincerety made me quite mindful about what had made it hard for him to express. "Teacher Hope, I believe people should know about your creative works which play magics. All of them are so special and so magical. You must let people know about your works!" 這件事,發生在他們已經聽過我所創作的兩、三個有點長度的故事,以及兩、三首歌謠之後。 This incidence took place after all my younger learners have learned about two to t...