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The Instructor's First Lesson
■ Cadre of a Certain Battalion, a Certain Brigade, Army: Song Changjian Illustration: Fang Han
Instructor Yan had been in post for one week, and I kept feeling he was a bit "off-key."
According to the education plan, he was scheduled to give a lecture to the entire battalion on Thursday. With the day fast approaching, he was neither preparing lesson materials nor holding discussion sessions — he was just wandering around the garrison area.
Worried he wouldn't be ready in time, I compiled some lecture materials and planned to use the occasion of delivering them to remind him not to forget about the class.
That evening after dinner, I went to find the instructor. At the time, he was chatting with soldier Xiao Zhao by the pull-up bars. Xiao Zhao was talking while pulling a photograph out of his pocket; the instructor was listening and nodding in response. Seeing this, I waited to one side.
After a while, the instructor walked over to me.
"You've been waiting this long — you must have something to tell me?" When the instructor spoke up, I laid out my concerns and handed him the materials. To my surprise, the instructor gave a chuckle and said he had been ready long ago. He then asked me: "Hu Linwang is in your company, isn't he?"
Hu Linwang was the deputy squad leader of the Fifth Squad in our company — solid in his fundamentals and always enthusiastic about his work.
The instructor handed me his phone. On the screen was a photo of the company's "five small repairs" (五小工) maintenance log. Below the log, a line had been written: "Can't even fix a shower module — and you want to make squad leader?" I looked carefully and recognized it as Hu Linwang's handwriting.
"The shower module broke down, and he volunteered to fix it, but couldn't get it done after half a day." The instructor said that the whole battalion had been forced to bathe in cold water that evening, and someone had muttered "what a half-baked job" — not realizing that Hu Linwang, who was bathing at the time, had heard it. Back in the dormitory, he silently stewed in frustration and wrote those words in the maintenance log.
My heart sank. In the year Hu Linwang had served as deputy squad leader and "five small repairs" man, fixing doors, changing locks, handling water and electrical repairs, he had never once dropped the ball. But lately, for some reason, door locks he changed today would come loose tomorrow, and a water tank he repaired twice was still leaking.
A while back, I had specifically sought him out for a heart-to-heart talk (谈心). He said everything was fine, and I had let it go. Hearing what the instructor said now, I stared at the photo and fell into thought: Hu Linwang had always been diligent — the company's universally recognized "old ox." I never expected that beneath his quiet, unassuming exterior, he was carrying so much grievance.
"When I first started leading soldiers, I was the same way — whenever I sat down with people for a heart-to-heart, everyone said 'pretty good' or 'no problem.'" The instructor patted my shoulder and said that later, an old soldier told him to try standing a few night watches with the men.
The instructor sought out Hu Linwang for talks three times, and each time Hu said he had no difficulties. One night, the instructor accompanied Hu Linwang on a guard watch, and Hu finally opened up about what was on his mind. "This morning I helped him contact the manufacturer to consult on the issue, and we looked into it together for two hours before finally finding the cause of the fault." The instructor said the shower module had been repaired and Hu Linwang's inner knot had been untied.
Back in my dormitory, I flipped open my heart-to-heart talk record book, and suddenly those entries I had previously found reassuring — "pretty good," "no problem" — looked glaringly wrong.
Thursday afternoon, the instructor's first lesson opened as scheduled. No laptop, no lesson plan — drawing on what he had seen and heard during his visits over the past few days, he began by telling the story of Hu Linwang repairing the shower module covered in grease, then spoke about the evening by the pull-up bars.
Only then did I learn that what Xiao Zhao had pulled from his pocket that day was a family portrait. The instructor said Xiao Zhao had kept that photograph close to his body for two years, taking it out to look at whenever he missed home.
The instructor paused briefly, then proposed setting up a "family photo wall" (全家福墙) in each company, where soldiers could voluntarily post photos of their families or write down words they wanted to say to their loved ones. There was a moment of silence in the room, followed immediately by a burst of warm applause.
This education session, themed "strengthening internal cohesion" (密切内部关系), was the first lesson the instructor had given since taking up his post. I understood that this lesson was not only for the soldiers — it was also the first lesson for those of us on the front line of leading troops.
(Compiled by Wang Shuyang, special correspondent for the PLA Daily)
A Good Lesson Comes from Among the Troops
■ Zhang Di
A good political education class can unite the hearts of the troops and boost morale. But how to deliver that class in a way that is both emotionally resonant and logically sound — entering the mind and touching the heart — tests the ability and wisdom of every political cadre.
Instructor Yan, newly arrived in his post, did not rush to sit at his desk and prepare lessons. Instead, he went deep into the corners of the garrison area and came to the side of officers and soldiers, capturing subtle emotions through casual listening, breaking down barriers of the heart through companionship on night watches, and reading the inner world and concerns of soldiers from a few words in a maintenance log and a family portrait kept close to the body. He brought the people and events around him into the classroom, replacing rigid principles with real stories and responding to real-world needs with warmhearted measures. This gave the education class both warmth and strength, and set a good example (好样子) of how a political cadre leads and cultivates soldiers.
To teach a class, one must first prepare; to prepare, one must first know one's soldiers. To do political and ideological work (思想政治工作) well in the new era, political cadres at large should shift their thinking and change their work style — step out of the conference room, step away from the desk, do more listening and less empty preaching, pursue more targeted measures and fewer rigid arrangements, and strive to make every education class radiate warmth, stay grounded, brim with vitality, and draw people in.
The materials for Instructor Yan's first lesson were "walked out" step by step; the resonance it produced was "exchanged" with sincerity. Political cadres would do well to take Instructor Yan's lesson-preparation experience and apply it broadly — keeping in mind the original intention of serving the troops (为兵初心), cultivating deep roots at the grassroots front line, and truly allowing "one tree to shake another tree, one cloud to push another cloud, one soul to awaken another soul," thereby generating the powerful drive to train for war and render meritorious service in the military camp.