On Thursday, our class began to run for class cadres as it did last semester. After the bell rang, the students poured into the classroom and sat in their seats waiting for the teacher to arrive.
Miss Li came into the classroom with a big smile on her face. After the teacher said the rules, he announced the beginning. Suddenly, the classroom was quiet, quiet enough to hear the students' heartbeats. I saw some students glance left and right in their seats, and some students were immersed in preparing their own speeches, and I was no exception. I looked at my speech silently, and my heart was pounding with nervousness.
Feng swaggered towards the rostrum. She read the speech in a fluent and loud voice, talking and doing actions. My eyes have been staring at everyone, with a sweet smile on my face. After the speech, everyone applauded warmly.
Should I go or not? I want to go, but I'm afraid. But later, in order to be a class cadre, I came to power. I'm so nervous that my feet are weak and I fall when I touch them. After reading only a few words, I was sweating and my hands were sweating, for fear of misreading. In the process of reading, I dare not look at my classmates. My face seems to have been bitten by a tiger, and I can't laugh. Finally finished reading, when I was about to go down, the teacher said, "He Yingjie, the most timid in our class, has the courage to beat himself today." After the teacher finished speaking, a burst of warm applause rang again.
Through this election, I understand that one thing may only have one chance in a lifetime, so I must fight for it. Each of us has unlimited potential, and only by striving can we get a happy ending.
Article 2: composition on running for class cadres It is time to choose class cadres in the second week of school. This morning, Mr. Counselor told Mr. Xiao, the head teacher of our class, that ten class cadres should be elected. The counselor's words were heard by Gao Wenquan, the "loud voice" of our class. He shoots this, touches that and tells this "news". In an instant, the classroom jumped up like peanuts in an oil pan. The students stood up from their seats and shouted to the teacher, "Miss Xiao, choose me as the class cadre!" " ""teacher, just give me a chance! " , "choose me! Choose me "is the request of several students to gather together in front of the teacher."
When I saw it, I raised my hand and shouted mostly the usual "naughty boy". I thought, "Hum, I can't control myself at ordinary times, and I want to control others. It is really beyond my ability. " At this time, Mr. Xiao glanced at everyone and said, "Quiet!" But everyone didn't seem to hear it, and they still shouted at the top of their lungs. Teacher Xiao had to say, "If you keep yelling like this, you can't choose the class cadres, so you won't choose today."
The classroom has just quieted down. Teachers and classmates chose me and a few classmates who usually get good grades and have a little ability to manage things as class cadres. Those "naughty boys" gave way unconvinced: "unfair, unfair, why not let us be class cadres?" The teacher comforted them and said, "We should create conditions in the future and try our best next time!"
Although I became a class cadre, I can't be proud. I want to help them and make them class cadres.
On Thursday afternoon, our class held an activity to select class cadres.
I am very happy to hear the news. Because it is the first time to participate in this kind of activity, I feel fresh and curious.
The teacher said that students who want to be class cadres must go to the podium and tell them why you want to be class cadres. So I just sat there and thought, what class cadre can I be and what should I say? Finally, I decided to be a monitor and a sports committee member. I just thought about it, and the teacher also announced the start of the activity. The students stepped onto the platform one by one, and seven or eight students stood at once. I ran up quickly. Every student should tell the teacher and classmates what class cadre you want to be, then make a speech, and then the students will raise their hands to vote. According to this model, everyone will soon finish talking. That scene is so lively! When it was my turn, I finished, and no one raised their hands to choose me. I'm sorry to see this situation. I didn't expect me to be such a failure.
When I got home, I told my mother about it. Mom said, "It's good to stand on the podium. Aren't many students afraid to go up there? Just because you didn't succeed this time doesn't mean you can't. Because you haven't been in this class for a long time, others may not know you very well. If you want to be a good class cadre, you should not only have good grades, but also have good moral character. Pay attention to getting along well with your classmates and be good at showing your advantages. " After listening to my mother, I feel much better.
I think, through my efforts, I will succeed next time. Become a teacher's assistant and a good partner for students.
In the last class on Friday afternoon, the teacher told us to run for class cadres and get ready to give a speech.
After the second class, my classmates and I discussed what to say after taking the stage, and my mood began to be tense.
When the third class arrived, we sat quietly, waiting for the teacher to run for class cadre. I was even more nervous at that time. The teacher said: "The elected posts are squad leader, vice squad leader, health committee member, recreation committee member, sports committee member, study committee member, publicity committee member and popularization committee member. You can choose a location and come up to give a speech. "
At this time, many students went up to speak, and they all spoke very well, and no one would let anyone. In a blink of an eye, there are more and more candidates for vice president. If I don't get up soon, I will lose the election. I made up my mind to bravely go to the podium and give a speech. "Hello, teachers and classmates, I'm running for vice president today. I have been a vice monitor for two years, and I still want to serve you. If you are in trouble, I will try my best to solve it for you. If there is anything wrong with me, you can say it and I will try my best to correct it. Thank you, my words are over, please vote for me. " The campaign has begun. Others have more than 20 votes, Wang Zitao and I have 39 votes and 30 votes respectively. So, Wang Zitao and I are vice presidents. I jumped three feet for joy.
The tension has finally relaxed, and I am very happy to be the vice monitor of grade four again! I am determined to be a good teacher's assistant, do a good job in class and serve my classmates.
Article 5: composition about running for class cadres The first class on Thursday afternoon is labor class. Ceng Laoshi walked to the podium. In an instant, the students talked in succession: "Hey? How did this happen? Isn't this class a labor class? Ceng Laoshi seems to have math class again. " Everyone must take out their math books, put them on the table and sit down. Afraid of being reduced.
"Students, today I specially invited Director Wu to come to this class to choose class cadres." Ceng Laoshi said. As soon as the students heard that they were going to choose class cadres, they immediately became active.
The teacher wrote down all the class cadres who want to run for the office on the blackboard, including the candidates for blackboard newspaper management, radio manuscript sending and receiving, and book corner management.
Registration has started. Students put up their hands and the teacher wrote down their names. After a while, the classroom was quiet and there were few people, like a desolate, uninhabited and unattended place. Seeing that none of us raised our hands, the teacher encouraged us to say, "There are still many students with good academic performance, so why not raise their hands?" My deskmate said, "Raise your hand and sign up. I will vote for you. Don't be so timid. " "Yes, I'm not ready for lines, how dare not raise your hand? Is it fear of being indifferent, or "finally, I summon up courage, raise my hand high and say to the teacher: I want to be a study Committee member." "The teacher smiled at me and nodded with satisfaction.
During the election, the teacher told us to lie prone on the table and not to look up for fear that we would cheat. At this time, my heart was pounding and I was afraid of being defeated. Looking up at the ticket list, I found that I only had 20 votes and lost the election. When I was discouraged, the teacher said I could choose another one. I held my hand high again and reported to the library management. Finally, I became a candidate and Yang Wenjie lost the election. She cried and even got into a fight with others because she was angry after school.
Although I became an administrator instead of a class cadre, I am not discouraged. After all, managing books can also do something for my class, and I am satisfied.