In Fang Lang's heart, he actually wanted to meet Yang Qian, his senior.
However, his current status no longer allows him to have too much private time. Even if they meet, they can only end with a nod and a shake of hands.
Yang Qian was not dissatisfied with this result. After all, his relationship with Fang Lang was obviously closer than that with his senior.
"His name is Benin David, a white Portuguese man. His father is also a veteran member of the Social Democratic Party, but he has been an ordinary community party member all his life. He is responsible for collecting some local community situations and submitting some grassroots bills.
Under the influence of his father, he was interested in politics since he was a child. He joined the Social Democratic Party during school and actively participated in Social Democratic activities in the area where the school was located at that time.
After graduation, he stayed in the city of Sao Paulo and became a government clerk.
Although he is just a small clerk, he is very active whether in school or at work, and he is very prestigious among young people.
It was also under his influence that I became interested in politics. "
From Yang Gan's description, Fang Lang could feel that this young man named Bening David was very outstanding.
Maybe one day this young man will become a rising star in Brazilian politics.
Maybe now if I ask Nice Company to help the other party, it will bring me huge rewards.
"I understand, let's let the people from Nice Company get in touch with him first this time!
If he can seize this opportunity, he will have a seat on the Sao Paulo City Council.
I will meet him in person next time I go back to São Paulo. "
After receiving Fang Lang's personal promise, Yang Qian did not continue to pester.
His gains today have been huge.
Fang Lang looked at Yang Kun, who had been following Yang Qian.
Yang Kun is two years younger than Fang Lang. Unlike his elder brother Yang Gan, who has finished college, his younger brother is not as good as his elder brother in academic performance and only passed a normal college.
The education system in Brazil is actually not much different from that in China. It is mainly divided into primary education, intermediate education, and advanced education.
Among them, primary education is equivalent to primary school and junior high school in China;
Intermediate education includes high schools, vocational colleges, and normal colleges, with a three-year schooling period, which is similar to that in China;
Higher education is university.
Of course, this is only Brazil's plan. In fact, the current education level of Brazilians is very low, and many people cannot even complete initial education.
Thanks to the universal Chinese values "Everything is inferior but education is high", Chinese families cherish the opportunity for their children to receive education.
Therefore, both Fang Lang and the Yang brothers have completed secondary education in Brazil.
As for higher education, it does require learning talent.
And the chances of completing higher education in Brazil during this period were already very slim.
In 1789, Brazilian literati requested the establishment of a university based on the model of the Portuguese University of Coimbra. However, due to Portugal's opposition, the plan to establish a university in the colony came to nothing.
It was not until 1920 that Brazil established its first university in the country, the Federal University of Rio de Janeiro; then in 1934, the University of São Paulo was founded in São Paulo;
These are also the only two universities in Brazil so far.
Among them, Yang Gan is a graduate of St. Paul University, while his younger brother Yang Kun studied at a normal college.
His academic qualifications are similar to Fang Lang's, equivalent to a high school diploma.
Don't look down on high school diplomas. In this era of Brazil, high school diplomas already belong to educated people.
"Brother Kun, how are you studying now? Are you not skipping class like your brother and me?"
Yang Kun glanced at his parents embarrassedly, shook his head shyly and said:
"Brother, I have graduated and now work as a teacher in a primary school in St. Paul town."
"Hey! Have you already worked? Time flies so fast!
How is school life? Are you still used to it?
If someone bullies you, tell me that I will help you beat him up. "
Yang Kun was two grades below Fang Lang. When he was studying, he was often bullied by his classmates because he was thin. Fang Lang, who was two grades older than him, helped Yang Kun teach the classmates who bullied him twice.
Therefore, when Fang Lang saw Yang Kun again, he started joking.
This reminded the adult Yang Kun of the embarrassing things he had done when he was a child, and he felt a little embarrassed.
Fang Lang noticed his cousin's expression, smiled and changed the subject:
"What are you teaching in school now! When our current immigration company is short of teachers, have you considered asking the immigration company to help!"
"Ah! I teach math in elementary school, can I help?"
Yang Kun looked at Fang Lang expectantly. Obviously, he was also willing to participate in Fangyuan Group's Chinese immigration work.
"Of course, as long as you are willing to contribute, I welcome you.
As far as I know, many immigrants have been resettled in Sao Paulo. If you are willing, you can work as a part-time teacher in night schools after get off work to teach everyone Portuguese and mathematics! "
Seeing Yang Kun's slightly disappointed expression, Fang Lang said doubtfully:
"What's wrong? You don't want to?"
“It’s not that I’m unwilling, it’s mainly that I’m thinking about whether I can be a full-time teacher for immigrants, or teach immigrant children primary school knowledge.
I still think that we Chinese are more friendly. "
Yang Kun's words stunned Fang Lang, especially when he mentioned us Chinese.
Because Yang Kun's appearance is different from that of his brother Yang Gan. Yang Gan at least looks a bit like his uncle Yang Zong in terms of facial features.
As for Yang Kun, except for his black hair, he doesn't look Chinese at all, with white skin, blue eyes, and three-dimensional facial features.
If he didn't speak, no one would be able to connect him with the Chinese.
So when he said that he looked at Chinese people more kindly, Fang Lang was in a daze for a moment.
Fang Lang also didn't expect that his cousin would recognize his Chinese identity so much.
He happily patted Yang Kun on the shoulder and said:
"Okay, I like this sentence.
How about this! Many of our immigrants and workers come with their families, and some children originally came with them.
Two days ago, I was still thinking about launching primary education in our Chinese residential areas to improve the educational level of Chinese youth.
It just so happens that you are a member of the family, so I’ll leave this matter to you!
First, we will open an immigrant primary school in Sao Paulo. Considering that there are not many teachers who can speak both Portuguese and Chinese, I have asked the immigration company to go to Macau to recruit teachers who can speak Portuguese and Chinese.
In the future, we will build our own primary and secondary education system in every immigration point, so let’s start with you! "
"Brother, do you want me to preside over the construction of a primary school for us Chinese people?"
Yang Kun looked very happy.
But the way Fang Lang looked at him, and when he heard him talking about us Chinese, he always felt a sense of detachment.
But he still suppressed it, after all, if he said it, he might break Yang Kun's heart.
"That's right. Do you have the confidence to complete this task?"
Yang Kun's face flushed and he said excitedly:
"Brother, leave it to me, don't worry! I promise to complete the task.
I'll go back and resign tomorrow. "
But after hearing what Yang Kun said, my aunt became a little worried and said:
"Hey! You kid, don't be so impulsive."
Yang Zong had a smile on his face and seemed a little relieved. Although his child's appearance didn't look like his, his heart was still with him.
He raised his hand to stop his aunt and said:
"This is a future job for all Chinese people. It is more meaningful than working in a primary school in the town. We want to support it."
Every man who saw me expressed support, and my aunt didn't have much to say.
The old man stood up and answered:
"Lang'er's idea is a good one. It is necessary to establish our own primary and secondary education system in the immigration points and improve the cultural level of our Chinese people.
Old man, I applaud with both hands.
However, I would also like to make two requests. "
Fang Lang didn't expect that the old man would take the initiative to speak at this time. He quickly turned around and came to the old man's side, held his arm and said:
"Please tell me if I have any requests for you, old man!"
The old man was a straightforward person, and he was not polite to his family members. He said directly:
“First of all, the education of Chinese immigrants must not abandon the education of Chinese culture, and we must not let the Chinese in the future, like some Chinese, not even be able to write Chinese characters or speak Chinese.
The Chinese educated in this way cannot be considered Chinese at all. "
Fang Lang accepted the old man's request with both hands. This was originally his plan.
Seeing the old man looking at him with burning eyes, Fang Lang nodded quickly and said:
"No problem, Grandpa, this is in line with my plan."
Hearing Fang Lang's affirmative reply, the old man nodded with satisfaction.
"The second point is that all Chinese must learn our own history and have a clear understanding of where we Brazilian Chinese come from. In the future, we must not forget our origins and know where our roots are!"
Fang Lang has already considered this. To cultivate the national consciousness of overseas Chinese, it is necessary for all overseas Chinese to understand the five thousand-year history of Chinese civilization.
Only by understanding what an outstanding nation the Chinese are and what a splendid civilization they have created can we cultivate the Chinese's sense of national pride and national honor.
Only then can you truly identify with your Chinese identity and be proud of it.
Instead of completely becoming a banana man with yellow skin and white heart.
As the old saying goes, a family with an elder is like a treasure. The ancients never deceived me.
Although Fang Lang had already considered these things, it did not prevent him from admiring the old man's foresight.
After all, Fang Lang only had such vision and thoughts through the eyes of a later generation and through the fog of history.
"Grandpa, don't worry! I have already asked the immigration company to search for these historical books in my hometown. When the time comes, I will hire a few experts in history to come to Brazil and compile a book about the five thousand years of Chinese civilization for us. History textbook.
Let all Chinese and even Brazilians understand the splendid historical civilization that we Chinese have. "
When the old man heard his grandson say that he had been doing this work for a long time, a happy smile appeared on his face.
It seems that my grandson and I have thought about it together, and I feel very relieved.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
After saying three good words, he also slapped Fang Lang's arm vigorously several times.
“Third, we need to cultivate the martial spirit of our Chinese children. I know there is Capoeira and Gracie Jiu-Jitsu in Brazil, but don’t we Chinese have that?
Our Chinese martial arts also have a long history and are no worse than the fighting skills of these foreigners.
Although I only know a few tricks, I am sure that they will not be able to find the north. "
Fang Lang didn't expect that the old man's third request would be this. Originally, Fang Lang's plan was to open physical education classes in schools to improve the physical fitness of the Chinese people.
Through military training, everyone's team awareness and discipline were cultivated. Unexpectedly, the old man was more radical than himself.
(End of chapter)
