:31:03
Give it to me.
:31:07
What are you two doing?
:31:08
Teacher Wei, she wrote
something bad about you!
:31:11
I did not!
That's my diary.
:31:13
She wrote something bad!
:31:15
That's my diary.
:31:17
Read it to me then.
Zhang Mingshan, let him read it!
:31:23
- I won't let him read my diary!
- Who says?
:31:26
I don't care if that
is your diary or not.
:31:28
- Let him read!
- No!
:31:31
Let him read it!
:31:36
Read it!
:31:38
"I feel very sad.
Two days ago, Zhang Huike--"
:31:41
Hey, she wrote about me too.
:31:44
"Zhang Huike was making trouble
and knocked down the desk.
:31:48
A box of chalk fell on the floor.
:31:50
Teacher Wei told him to pick it up,
but he refused.
:31:52
Teacher Wei pushed him,
but Zhang Huike wouldn't listen.
:31:56
Soon, most of the chalk
had been crushed on the floor.
:32:00
Teacher Wei doesn't
treasure chalk like Teacher Gao.
:32:04
Teacher Gao always tells us...
:32:07
the school has no money.
:32:09
We can't afford much chalk.
He teaches us to treasure the chalk.
:32:14
I am the class monitor.
I help Teacher Gao pick up the chalk.
:32:18
I know Teacher Gao
won't throw away...
:32:21
even the smallest piece.
:32:23
I remember once,
I tossed a small piece in the corner.
:32:28
Teacher Gao saw it
and he picked it up.
:32:31
He held it between
his fingertips...
:32:34
and used it to write
one more word.
:32:38
The last stroke...
:32:39
he wrote with the chalk
left on his finger.
:32:44
I feel very sad.
:32:45
A whole box of white chalk...
:32:48
became a box of black dust.
:32:51
If Teacher Gao knew,
he would be sad, too."