Editor’s note
China’s national college entrance examination was reinstated 40 years ago, and its memories for generations are still heavily colored. Maybe we have all been changed by the college entrance examination, our fate, our life trajectory, the way we look at difficulties. Perhaps, everything is just a predetermined result. I wish you all the best. The life belongs to oneself, also will start from now on.
@Li Hongjun 2012
Every college entrance examination, the total to the school transfer staff, some of the examination, some of the confidentiality, some of the tour examination. But no matter what job, one encounter the college entrance examination two words, immediately become serious and abnormal, so many teachers are able to ask for leave, really not good, tour the examination or, or secret, just don’t want to invigilate. Because the invigilation responsibility is too big.
In 2012, I took the invigilator exam for the first time, and I still feel nervous.
At noon on June 6, the training meeting of all exam-related staff will be held, which will last 4 hours. No leave or perfunctory work will be allowed. There is a whole set of strict procedures from students checking their mobile phones in the examination room, to handing out exams, preventing cheating, collecting exams and sealing them up. There is no slightest carelessness.
When the meeting, the person in charge said in a stern voice: who has a problem who is responsible, a fine of two thousand, or even expelled from public office and sentenced. I know I am not rigorous at ordinary times, so I am very careful in training.
The second day officially began to test, the first subject is Chinese. According to the rule is that I distribute the paper, because of nervous, when I distribute the paper, my hand shake not line, like holding a struggling big rooster. The paper is divided into AB rolls, if sent wrong, can be in trouble.
With me to take a class of foreign teachers, looking at my appearance, also nervous sweat DC. He took the paper in my hand and sent it out. As I had sent several copies before, A student shouted, teacher, I should be A paper, how did you send it into B paper? For A moment, my eyes were black and I thought I was finished. Fortunately, the teacher who handed out the paper handled it flexibly.
Beginning to answer the paper, a boy has been nervous sweat, less than half an hour to go to the toilet. The rules were out of order, but the students said they couldn’t hold back. How to do? First to ask for instruction tour examination, examination site director, examination site director for instruction bureau, finally replied that to go to the toilet in the company of a teacher. So, I accompanied the boy went to the toilet, to the toilet, the boy a little urine also can’t come out, just stood there gasp for breath.
When the papers were finished, I and another teacher took them to the examination room. In the examination room, the papers need to be sewn together with a needle and thread. I and that male teacher immediately silly, each eye on the cover has a fixed position, one can not be wrong. Both of us were not very good at sewing, but when we had finished, we signed the cover, put the paper in a sealed bag, and signed again.
Everything seemed fine until a teacher, checking the seal on the test papers, asked: Where are your examination reports?
Examination room report card? Ahhh? Yes, I put it in the bag. So to reopen the sealed bag, this has to be a level of instructions, report. The vice principal came over and criticized me. I kept my head down, blaming my nervousness.
In the following courses, I became more and more serious, and there was no problem.
In an examination room next to mine, the invigilator complained to the education bureau because the invigilator handed out the exam paper one minute late. The school leader made a big explanation before settling the matter. After the teachers also listen to the discussion, the parents said, if his child failed math will continue to appeal cloud.
The students are anxious to get home after their exams. The students are anxious to get home after their exams.
In the final exam, one of the exam halls made a big mistake.
When the bell rang at the end of the test, the invigilator asked the students to stand up and leave the room. Then they began to collect the papers. When they received the papers, they found that one student’s answer sheet was missing. Two teachers immediately informed the school, the school reported, while hurriedly closed the door, not to let all the students go out.
Students finished the test, anxious to return, there are a lot of students outside the examination room parents, a chaotic time.
The teacher according to the test number all the way down, is a student outside the school. While contacting his head teacher, he shouted over the school loudspeaker. Some people say that the student has secretly out of school, and contact parents, parents are still in the field to open a restaurant, called the child’s mobile phone but no one answered. A student said to the Internet bar to find, so the school sent a few people to the Internet bar. Finally, I found the student in a corner of the campus, listening to music with headphones on.
The student was taken to the examination room, which he said he had not taken away. That makes everyone’s heads bigger. The school sent all of us to look for the answer sheet downstairs. On a hot day, a group of us turned over and over around the teaching building without even a shadow. In desperation, behind a radiator in the exam room, a teacher found the answer sheet.
In the examination room, the two invigilators finally collected all the answer sheets cried out, and we all breathed a sigh of relief.
Since then, every time to the college entrance examination, I have a shadow in my heart.
@ TengTeng 2011
The first time the college entrance examination failed, on three no money, read the junior college is not reconciled, just on the 500 points of Me in the tide of the arrival of the new curriculum standard still chose to repeat. As expected, the second time the college entrance examination, almost all of our class was wiped out, even a few people, worse than the first year.
That night, I slept in Tianjin railway station with several students from the repeat class. In order to save 20 yuan, we chose the slowest green car the next day. I dare not look at the college entrance examination transcript in my mobile phone, the same score as the first year, let me suffocate, more let me despair. I remembered my mother’s tears, my father’s sighs, and the rolling eyes of my sister-in-law, who had been home for less than a year.
With the exception of my brother, my family did not support my study, let alone repeat it. No money, no power, no power. These were the words my mother used to say.
Elder brother junior high school did not graduate to drop out to farm at home, elder brother’s result at that time in the class top two, or monitor. I remember one time when I couldn’t afford to pay for my books at home. I borrowed enough books from the streets in the village. Before I dropped out, he said to me, who was in sixth grade, “I don’t want to go to school, but you have to learn. I’ll help you.” I know brother is not do not want to go to school, he is just better than Me, the conditions at home can only allow a person to study.
On my way back from Tianjin, I saw the golden wheat fluttering and dancing in the summer wind. Just to repeat the time, is the wheat sowing season, a year, the wheat is mature, but my college entrance examination, but once again drew the failure of the full stop.
My family knew my grades and didn’t have a big reaction. Just as in the first year, they didn’t know a book or two, except that college cost a lot of money. The family can’t afford to send you to college, so they want to go to school and earn their own money. When mother saw me fleeing from the outside, she just dropped this sentence and went to the field to harvest the wheat.
A week later, I got a job in an arms factory in the provincial capital. Two months later, I returned home with two thousand yuan in salary and told my mother, who was busy collecting cotton, “I want to restudy.” As soon as the words fell, mother’s slap fell on my face.
“Why are you so thoughtless? A second year is not enough, and you must spend all the family’s money?” My mother’s face was red and her eyes were angry and puzzled.
“Your sister-in-law is going to have a baby, and it will cost a lot of money.” The elder brother’s look was a little dodgy.
A month ago, my father, who was over 50 years old, went to Beijing with some young people from the village. My mother told me that my father was too old in many places and had not found a job for more than ten days. The labor market opens at 3 or 4 a.m., and you’re late to work.
One night, while my mother was up, I gathered my courage again. “Give me one more chance. If I fail this time, I’ll never go to school again.”
My mother didn’t answer, but told me to go to bed early and get up early tomorrow to work in the fields.
The day I left, my mother did not come out to see me off, nor did she give me any money. With two thousand yuan from my part-time job and one thousand yuan from my friends, I set out on my way to study again.
I was escorted to the station by my new father’s brother, whose unprecedented silence helped me understand something. He was not only my brother, but also my sister-in-law’s husband and the father of my nephew. The night before my brother’s wedding, I was packing until 2 a.m. with him. At the end, I asked him, “Brother, will you change after you get married?” The elder brother smiled and said, “No, don’t think so.”
Halfway there, I got a call from home from my mother whining and my sister-in-law cursing. I hung up the phone and turned it off. The baggage on my back was heavier than ever.
They say all roads lead to Rome, but many people were born in Rome in the first place. They say all roads lead to Rome, but many people were born in Rome in the first place.
It was evening when we got to school. This is a county level high school in Hengshui City. Although the quality of students cannot be compared with hengshui Middle School, its management mode is the same.
My grades are free of tuition in this school, which is why I choose it. At that time, there were 8000 students in the whole school, and there were 2000 revision students. These students are basically the same as me. According to my deskmate’s opinion, those who have some connections in Hengshui will choose Hengshui Middle School or Hengshui No. 2 Middle School for further study.
On the third day, I was reprimanded by the grade leader. That morning, between classes, I was memorizing words, when I was suddenly startled by the harsh broadcast: “Class 11’s * * *, didn’t take a nap on time yesterday afternoon, and ate bread in bed. Get a demerit. The whole school circulated criticism.”
notification just finished, the head teacher on a face of seriousness from the outside, announced to the class I sweep the floor for a week, and write a thousand words to check, check to explain the lunch break does not rest on time to eat pancakes, and ensure that no longer make the same mistake determination.
15 minutes for breakfast, 15 minutes for dinner, and 20 minutes for lunch. It’s a school rule that no one can break. After the punishment, every time the meal bell rang, I would carry the meal card, with hundreds of repeat students together, with the speed of 100 meters sprint, ran to the canteen. It takes two minutes to get from the cafeteria to the classroom and three to five minutes to get in line for a meal, so the maximum time for a meal is 10 minutes.
Each teacher gave us a detailed spoon-feeding plan. Each teacher wrote clearly on the blackboard the tasks and requirements of the class, including the specific number of questions and the specific time requirements up to the minute. Even self-study class, there are teachers on duty to assign tasks.
Students do not need to make any study plan, just need to follow the teacher’s requirements step by step. The head teacher said that the school’s teaching plan is a group of experienced old teachers and experts after years of verification and summary, we should strictly follow the pace of the teachers, do not fight alone. Say that finish, he can practice sex ground mercilessly stare class a few students that say “oneself have a way” a few eyes.
Four months before the college entrance examination, I was preparing for class when I suddenly saw a dark figure falling outside my window. Then I heard some students Shouting from downstairs, “Someone jumped off the building, someone jumped off the building”. Less than ten minutes later, the campus was calm. The English teacher wrote a lesson on the blackboard and continued the lesson as if nothing had happened.
Later, listen to the boys in our class said that the boy jumped from the next class, before the jump to his roommates to borrow hot bubble noodles was rejected, after the lunch break, as usual, the earliest to leave the dormitory, less than a few minutes he jumped from the fifth floor. Later, I heard that he was the sixth year to re-read, re-read the matter at home do not know.
After jumping off a building, he fractured his legs and doctors said he was likely to be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life. After compensate tens of thousands of dollars medical expenses, the school expelled him, the reason is that the school has no ability to receive students with mental problems, engaged in sending to the end, a total of less than a week’s time.
Two months before the college entrance exam, during a monthly phone call with my family, I heard that my brother had been slapped outside by his own uncle. On the other side of the phone, my brother was crying in a low voice.
There are two sons in my uncle’s family, and the second son, A-ming, is in the process of divorce. Two days ago, brother and A Ming stumbled over a few words in business, as the elder uncle not only did not stop, but also with a dozen people rushed to the brother’s rental house, not only gave brother more than a dozen slap, also smashed the rental house only a few pieces of property.
I told my brother Something like, “I’m bound to make something of myself,” and hung up. The rain beat on my face, mixed with tears. I know I have nothing but that.
A week before the college entrance examination, I made a phone call with my father, my father asked me over the phone: where is your daughter? What college are you in now? I replied that I was doing just fine, and kept my father out of my mind.
The college entrance examination is two days, as usual. When the grades came out, I looked at the grades and felt mediocre. I just didn’t expect that my parents were so happy that they didn’t sleep at all. Later I learned that if my grades in the county, is the first science.
The day after the college entrance examination, I went to Beijing to earn my tuition. When enjoying the cool in the village once, the aunt that hears a Beijing accent is talking about the thing that enters oneself for an examination of the school, join among them. When I was informed of my grades, the aunt opened her mouth into an O type, said that if the grades put Beijing, you can go to a very good school. I smiled and said nothing more.
They say all roads lead to Rome, but many people were born in Rome in the first place.
@ Cao Jin 2007
I’m a teacher, and I teach junior high, and I’ll be taking my students to senior high soon. Am I ready for senior year? I often ask myself this question.
Ten years ago, I took the national college entrance examination. I was so muddle-headed that I failed.
My hometown is in Luohe city, Henan Province. The high school which is one of the best in the county is very close to my middle school. Every day he practices early, he passes by A high, so he benefitted from his hard work. Teachers often say that you have an 80% chance of going to college once you enter this high school.
I was admitted to this high school as I had hoped, and was assigned to the best “express class” at that time. The lowest score for the class was 420, and I got 428. I work very hard, but I find that even if I work very hard, my grades can only maintain the average level. If I relax a little, I will fall directly to the bottom of the average level. I often doubt that I am not reading material.
In my freshman year of high school, I failed a monthly exam in math. The head teacher gave me a piece of his mind. I don’t remember what he said, but I will always remember the shame of holding up my head. From then on, I began to suffer from insomnia, and I dared not slack off in my daytime study. Sometimes I was too sleepy to fall asleep, so I pinched myself or pricked myself with the nib.
In the second semester of my sophomore year, I fainted during morning exercises. When I woke up and was told I had a terrible nervous breakdown, my doctor told me not to think about it, but I couldn’t do anything about it. Every day I think “I want to study, I want to take the college entrance exam”. After a few days in the hospital, things got better and I went back to class. However, after a day’s study, I fainted again and was sent to the school infirmary.
The doctor advised me to go home and recuperate. I stayed at home for a few days and clamored to go to school. At that time, my mother said to me with tears in her eyes, when you go to school, My heart will be in a panic, the telephone rang in my heart disorderly jump.
I relented, gave up the idea of going back to school, and began to adjust my attitude, supplemented by medication. Soon went to the hospital for reexamination, the doctor said that the recovery can, after returning to school can not use the brain too much.
I went back to school with half a drawer full of medicine for my nerves. I didn’t attend class for nearly two months, which directly led to my passivity in senior three. Senior year, I take medicine every day. Every night in order to sleep, the dormitory lights off and half an hour before I often go to the playground to run a few laps.
It is in this state that I ushered in the college entrance examination. After the exam, I didn’t think about anything and slept for three days and nights.
When the school repeat class began, I took all the high school textbooks, began the “senior four” life. I told myself that if I failed the exam again, I would accept my fate.
This is the second college entrance examination in my life. This time, I did not panic.
When It came to volunteering, I didn’t get it right. The difference was nearly 10 points. In order to guarantee admission, I filled out all four volunteer columns and finally went to luoyang Normal University to study educational technology.
I have been dreaming about the college entrance examination for 10 years, especially in June every year.
In the dream, I took an exam of Chinese, mathematics, physics, chemistry, biology and English. I even took several exams in a night’s dream. I often dreamed that I could not find the way to the examination room, or that my admission ticket was missing, or that I had not finished the exam, but the bell rang for the end.
Wake up only to find that they have no need for the college entrance examination, after a long sigh and feel a sense of loss.
@Sun Jianmin 2005
My brother and I are twins, the same year to take the college entrance examination. Before the college entrance examination, mother said to us: only over a line to go to university, ordinary undergraduate we are not considered.
My grades are still competitive and I have been among the top three students in the liberal arts class. For crossing a line, I still have certain assurance. But my younger brother’s grades have been ups and downs, the worst time to test to the class of 35, but the third model test was the first class.
Did not think of the college entrance examination actually out of the situation, thought the test site in wenshan Middle school, later that the test site in another school. On the bus to the exam site, I threw up like a dog on the bus.
I ushered in the first exam, usually is a strong language answer is not easy.
The next day, the math teacher took me to the examination room by motorcycle. This is my strong point. It was the first time that Shandong Comprehensive examination did not use the national paper. I felt that the question was a little strange that year. For the last English session, I finished the test half an hour early.
Back at school after the test, many parents are already at the school gate, concerned about “how was the test”. My brother and I quietly packed our bags, packed our bedding, looked at the empty campus under the dusk, my high school was over.
When I got home, my mother had already cooked the meal, but she did not ask me anything.
My family was too poor, and my father’s illness dragged the whole family into poverty. My sister dropped out of school at an early age. In my first year of high school, my father, who had been ill for many years, died without any hope of treatment, and my mother raised money for our school expenses by growing cotton.
On the day of the college entrance examination, I was drying wheat in the yard. The house phone rang, “the test is not good, not over a line,” three aunt said.
Later I learned that I was ranked 12 in the class and my grades were not satisfactory. The younger brother’s result exceeded a line 25 points, this school science first.
According to the previous agreement, I was not allowed to go to school.
The third aunt said, “You study for another year, go to a key university.” But later, my mother insisted that my brother and I go to college.
“You really have no count, a college student family do not eat and drink can not afford, you are still two.” A relative advised her.
In those days, my mother was under great pressure, not only from relatives, but also from the burden of school fees. Mother didn’t sleep well for several days.
Eventually, my brother and I both went to college, and after college, I entered the procuratorial system and became a prosecutor, while my brother went to work in a bank.
What I should be most grateful for is not the college entrance examination, but my mother.
Free walking Flower 2004
When I was 19, I was bald.
In 2004, I was admitted to class A of liberal arts by luck with the score of the bottom in the third year of high school. I was always the first in Chinese and the last in mathematics. If mathematics supernormal display word, can go up key undergraduate course. On the second day of the exam, I had a car accident. I was thrown off the bike as it turned a corner, hit the back of my head and fell unconscious. I spent three days and nights in the hospital’s intensive care unit before I woke up.
High four children, are learning machines, in addition to doing exercises and recitation, almost no leisure. I used to have thick hair down to my waist, but one day, the back table suddenly told me that I had no hair on top. Incredulous, I looked in the mirror again and again, and finally saw a coin – sized bald spot on my head.
That day, the barber shop outside the school gate spent $5 to cut my hair to a square inch, shorter than many boys’ hair.
2005 college entrance examination, my hair still did not grow out, however, this year’s college entrance examination my Chinese class first, English top several, geography full mark, but mathematics suffered an unprecedented fiasco, only 59 points. Later, I went to one of the two books in Kawauchi and studied in the department of Journalism without having to learn mathematics.
I still have a dent in the back of my head. Sometimes inadvertently touch, always think of that year, 19 years old, high four, incredibly old, also bald.
@Geng Yongli 1996
In the summer of 1996, there was no miracle. My first college entrance examination failed miserably.
At that time, I was intoxicated with Lu Xun’s articles and filled my heart with something grand. I didn’t think it would be any good if I failed in the list, but I knew what it meant to my father: his honor, his hope, his more than ten years of hard work, his money — almost all of them were soaked in soup.
I run in the city one, three in the middle, seeking to read the “high four” opportunity, but these two famous middle schools are out of the admission of students to the lowest score line, I do not have the qualification to read again.
I was in a daze before the resumption of class enrollment notice, was the sun baked to show the original shape, into regret, fear, shame, repression of a variety of emotions interwoven chaos.
When I came home and told my parents about the result, I probably had a half-smile on my face. My father looked at my face nervously and expectantly. I tried to get my feet back on the ground, trying to get myself to talk. “Dad, I failed…”
Dad was 42 years old at that time and had already started to lose his hair. He was a generation whose dream of studying was ruined by the “Cultural Revolution”.
“What shall I say when they come to ask me tomorrow?” Dad’s thin face was deformed like a crumpled piece of black cowhet. He is a village doctor, around three li and five zhuang people come to see him, most know I this year’s college entrance examination.
“The tuition I asked you to take, and the money was in new, hand-picked bills!”
“The book read not to understand, but also like what literature, literature bullshit improper!”
His anger and despair were compounded by the silence of the next-door neighbors. He was a “you’re the best, you’re the best,” a man who had rarely given me a bad review, but that day he reappraised me.
That night, we didn’t eat. Mother said later, “Your father cried that night. Don’t bear him any grudge.”
In the college entrance examination 21 years ago, I should have answered more questions correctly. In the college entrance examination 21 years ago, I should have answered more questions correctly.
When Dad was a student, he often got full marks. Once I met his classmate, and he said, “Your father is not biased. He is good at every subject.” Even the lofty “ghosts and snakes”, who had been sent down from town to the country to be teachers, held him in high esteem and made him the “big monitor” of the school.
In the summer of 1970, Dad took the junior high school entrance examination, and his total score ranked among the top three in the whole commune. However, the headmaster of the joint school told him: “If you want to go to high school, you need a recommendation letter from your village brigade — the score is not good.”
Father borrowed twenty cents, bought a box of cigarettes to the brigade secretary to call on the letter. Branch secretary did not smoke he handed over the past smoke, said my grandmother’s family “composition is high”, according to the spirit of the superiors can not open letters.
I don’t remember the year when the house was leaking and Dad’s old locked rattan box was broken. I found traces of his struggle in the box: a set of self-examination textbooks, including ancient, modern and contemporary literature, with a yellow cover, that he had bought when I was just born, after he had resumed the gaokao.
After reading primary school, father let me skip town, county two levels, to take an examination of the city’s key middle school, the results of my grades and admission scores more than 20 points. Dad asked one of his classmates in the city to find a way to get me into the “high-priced student” program.
But my academic record has been up and down, up and down, sometimes I will study hard for a while, and soon can not stick to it. During this period, Dad was very tolerant of my test scores. Every time I failed the test and went back home, he would encourage me and tell me to try to do better next time. Once he said in despair: “Son, let me go to school now, and I can learn it well. It is not difficult to learn the lessons thoroughly every day.”
But I was more and more uncontrollable, slowly learned to smoke, drink, absenteeism, sometimes go to the video hall outside the school, a stay is a night, from home to get more and more money. By the third year, I have basically can’t understand the math class, the teacher spoke above, I had to read novels below.
Finally, I went to senior four.
My Alma mater took me in, their resumption of classes did not recruit enough people, reduced the score line. Dad gave me $1,300 for a second reading and took me to the bus stop in town. As the bus left the station, I looked out the window and saw him leaning slightly forward against the wall, his thin body blurring.
Liberal arts classes resume at the end of a red-brick lane, next to a toilet. The head teacher and English teacher, a short, fat, black man in glasses with huge lenses, leaned on the platform with his stubby arms and raised his face as he lectured us. “How does this room taste? Do you know why you were put here? It’s not for your bathroom. He who loses must first of all know himself. Next year’s college entrance examination, most of you will still be in the sun mountain, please take care of yourself.”
The morning I received my college acceptance letter, I was in a trance when dad woke me softly, showed me, and said, “My son has passed.”
It was an admission notice from the city’s teachers’ College. Dad looked pleased, but I knew he was not satisfied. He used to call such schools “Three of three,” three of three universities.
Many years later, I was picking up my daughter from school. Their classroom was going to be an examination room for the college entrance examination. I was staring at the arrangement of the examination room posted on the school bulletin board, thinking that I should have answered more questions correctly for the college entrance examination 21 years ago.
@Yuqin 1977
It was 1966, just before the Cultural Revolution. He was 19.
Nineteen years ago, he was born in a wealthy family in a county in Hubei province. It is said that his grandfather was doing a big silk business in the local area. He had been the police chief of the Kuomintang, playing in the opera garden, taking concubines, and living an untamed life. When grandma was young, the servant took a rickshaw to foreign schools every day; My elder sister, who is 18 years older than my father, is a famous local beauty. She married the richest man in the local area. It is said that the wedding was just extravagant, a thousand tables wedding banquet, ten li of red makeup made a sensation.
Unfortunately, my father was born shortly before the birth of new China, and the regime changed rapidly. Grandpa died quickly in depression, leaving grandma and her four remaining sons to fend for themselves. Grandma had to put aside her ladyship’s dignity and become a washerwoman for the rich.
I suspect that watching the ups and downs of big times and the ups and downs of small families from an early age must have had a deep negative impact on my father’s spiritual growth. He realized early on how important it was to get ahead.
Fortunately, my father was smart and excelled in math, science and chemistry. He was at the top of his class from childhood to adulthood, which made him start to be arrogant. However, in high school, some students began to criticize him for being “only professional and not red”. In order to prove that he was “advancing with The Times”, my father joined the Red Guard rebels in school, printed small sayings, posted posters, and traveled a long way to meet Chairman MAO by train…
In 1966, he applied for the department of Chemistry at Beijing Normal University. No matter teachers, classmates or himself, he believed that he was determined to win. He was a famous “math genius” of the school. Who expected before the exam, the school issued an emergency notice to cancel the college entrance examination, from the beginning of the Cultural Revolution.
This was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue. However, he had no choice but to join the educated youth to go to the countryside and accept the re-education of the poor and middle school peasants. What could he do? Like all the young men of that generation, he had wasted his youth in revolutionary movements and ideological remolding.
Finally, in 1976, when the Cultural Revolution ended, my father, at the age of 29, was recruited to work as an electrician in a fertilizer factory in the county town. Then he met and married his mother through a matchmaker. They soon had a son and a daughter, namely, my brother and I.
In 1977, when his father, now 30, heard of the resumption of the gaokao, he enrolled in the first national college entrance examination after the Cultural Revolution, still applying for the chemistry department at Beijing Normal University — a dream he had cherished 12 years earlier.
My father was as smart as ever and took the second place in the county. It is said that the examinee who took the third place was 20 to 30 points lower than his father’s total score and went to Fudan University. The examinee who was more than 100 points lower than his father’s total score also went to an undergraduate college in this province, but his father was not admitted by any school. For, in the “political status” section of his file, it was clearly written that “The family is a historical counter-revolutionary, while the individual is a current counter-revolutionary” — presumably because grandpa had served as the county police chief for several months during the Kuomintang period; In the early years of the Cultural Revolution, my father had participated in the red Guard rebel movement of beating, smashing and looting.
Thus, with these two cruel black remarks and a red official seal that failed the political examination, my father’s dream of college was once again shattered.
Unfortunately in the lucky is, in the city there is a technical college of higher education, the president can not see his father’s excellent grades but advanced studies, deep feel regret, exceptional admitted him.
After finishing three years of junior college, my father returned to the fertilizer plant and continued to work as an electrician. He always regretted that he did not continue to take the postgraduate entrance exam after finishing his junior college, or he might have left the small town and been assigned to a better city and unit. Of course, as a college student, he was the highest educated worker in the factory at that time.
Later, his father often lamented that his ambition and talent were not met. The weight of politics, the implications of history, the ups and downs of fate and the difficulties of survival all combined to make him increasingly cynical and intolerant.
His father believed all his life that “those who study well will become officials”. Unfortunately, with such excellent academic performance, he was repeatedly frustrated in the college entrance examination because of the absurdity of The Times, which became the biggest wound in his life. Therefore, after he had children, his desire for a successful daughter was more intense and persistent than that of any other parents. Even though my brother and I were not excellent in study, he still put all his bets on us, severely and deeply, in the college entrance examination scores in the late 1990s and mid-1990s.
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