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The study and life in the second day of junior high school is really a little tired, but in class, we have gained a lot of ha

Three compositions in the first grade of Happy Classroom

Tisch

The study and life in the second day of junior high school is really a little tired, but in class, we have gained a lot of ha

Three compositions in the first grade of Happy Classroom

Tisch

The study and life in the second day of junior high school is really a little tired, but in class, we have gained a lot of happiness besides knowledge. And these pleasures are brought by our teachers. do you want to hear them? Join me in our happy class!

In physics class—

Our lovely physics teacher is talking about a physics problem of current unit conversion. He said, "Since some students in our class can't convert units, I will think about what I learned in primary school with you." After that, he wrote the title "1m = km" on the blackboard. Too simple, isn't it? We all raise our hands and answer first. But the teacher said slowly, "One meter and one kilometer is 1000 times, so the decimal point should be moved forward by three places." As he spoke, he made a demonstration on the left side of the equal sign "1 meter": "One, two, three, ok!" I saw him marking three dots on the left with chalk, which was nothing. The most important thing is that he filled in "0", and the original "1 m" barely became "0.00 1 m". The physics teacher didn't seem to notice the problem, but still said, "So, one meter is equal to 0.00 1 km." He filled in "0.005438+0" on the horizontal line in our surprised eyes. Thus, a great discovery was born-0.001m is equal to 0.005438+0 km. We all burst into laughter and the physics teacher was stunned by our laughter. Just a few seconds later, he made a wise decision: erase the three zeros in front of one meter. Of course, making mistakes is a great progress, but ...

In Chinese class-

Chinese class is a bright spot, not only because of the fear it brings us (dictation and questioning), but also because of the happiness brought by Chinese teachers themselves. Take two clips, for example!

(1) "56 Mr Frank attitude. Drink when he comes, and then leave. Next, we invite a classmate to perform. " The Chinese teacher's name is Li. He sat next to the Chinese teacher, holding a cup full of wine-a chalk box. "fuck!" The teacher raised his neck heroically, but at the same time he was careful not to let the chalk fall into his mouth. "Come, eat vegetables!" The teacher handed two pieces of chalk to the opposite teacher. Our poor Yan Xin classmates always come to the net, clinking glasses to their lips and saying nothing from beginning to end. A few minutes later, Mr. Wuliu's "uncle" finally couldn't help it: Li Wuliu, you'd better go back first! "The teacher turned to all of us:" Teacher Wu Liu is a heavy drinker, so don't get drunk anyway! "

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Happy time always seems to pass quickly, but our lovely teacher will never fade out our memory, just as pickles will not completely dissipate their salt even if they are dried in a jar.

extreme

On Sunday afternoon, my mother and I went to the crazy family on Hunan Road to have an interesting science experiment class. It is Master Kongo who gives us a science experiment class. His hair is curly and he wears a pair of square black-rimmed glasses, like a scientist.

Master Kongo performed a little magic trick for us first. He first poured some water into a cup and then put it on a child's head. Everyone is afraid that water will splash on the child's head. But when Master Kongo turned the glass upside down, a miracle happened, and the water in the glass disappeared. Where did the water go? Oh, the secret is in the cup! Because the cup is filled with small white particles, it can absorb a lot of water. When the cup pours water, the water is firmly absorbed and cannot be poured out.

Then Master Kongo gave us an experiment of volcano spewing smoke. He first took out a volcano model, then poured orange particles into the crater, and then put the lighted magnesium strips into the crater. The volcano immediately spewed out green smoke and gave off dazzling light, which is the principle of the formation of volcanic smoke and dust. Then Master Kongo gave us a scientific experiment on the formation of volcanic magma. He took out a conical glass. First, he poured some transparent liquid. Second, he poured white powder. Third, he poured pink hand sanitizer. Then the children kept shaking the conical bottle, and toothpaste-like foam kept pouring out of the bottle.

Through this interesting scientific experiment class, I learned that chemical reactions are formed by two or more substances.

Tisso

Ah! It's only half a day before the moon break. This once-a-month holiday is really hard-won. However, after all, the hard half morning is coming to an end, the last class! wait for ...

By the way, I am on duty today! I have to write down some unruly bad children in my class in that beige notebook. "Three-dimensional linear equations, that's ..." Our math teacher was salivating as she pointed her pointer at the blackboard. It's a good thing I didn't sit in the front row, or I would have drowned in saliva. ...

Aha! My sharp eyes swept away and I immediately caught a man holding his head in his hand. According to paragraph 3 of article 17 of class return, anyone who holds his head with his hand in class will get 2 points! While staring at the math teacher doodling on the blackboard out of the corner of my eye, I quickly sealed the poor man's name on the last line of a page.

Hey, I'm so tired. I turned my eyes to the window. Oh, my God, it's raining again! Since entering junior high school, every holiday, big or small, is bound to rain.

Suddenly my elbow was hit, and I impatiently gave the guy next to me a dirty look: "Why are you pulling ..." I saw her desperately squeezing her eyes at me, because her black eyes were even darker because of staying up late. I gave her a smiling face: "You can be with the national treasure!" She motioned me to look at the math teacher with a pair of "you're finished" eyes. I suddenly felt something was wrong and turned my head like a math teacher ... ah! Our old math class stared at me with extremely cold eyes like a statue! I got goose bumps all over ... fortunately, the math teacher stopped staring at me.

So I continued to look out of the window bored. Oh, by the way, I wanted to post an article today last week! But now I have no idea ... what should I do? ...

"Or ..." Suddenly it rained heavily. The sound of rain is like frying in an oil pan. The math teacher went on talking about his class as if nothing had happened!

Continue to be bored … how can I go back after such a heavy rain … Speaking of going back … the thought of that step makes my hair stand on end.

There have been legends in the class for a long time. It is said that every day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, at six o'clock in the morning, there will be a girl with slippers and messy hair walking up and down the steps in front of the teaching building. Some people said that she was trying to lose weight, but it was immediately denied ―― according to witnesses, she was really thin; Others said that she wanted to experience the feeling of being a virgin, which was immediately denied ―― she just wanted to try to be a ghost at home, why did she come out to scare people? It's neither slimming nor pretending to be a ghost. There is only one possibility, that is-she is the legendary female ghost! Besides, poor me, I happened to get up early today and bumped into her in front of the teaching building! I wonder if I peed my pants. All I know is that I broke out in a cold sweat because she used her dark black one. Keep your eyes on me! I only felt that my throat was blocked, so I rushed to the classroom with the best record. When I rushed into the teacher, I let out a scream, and the people who arrived early in the class also followed a scream. The scream echoed in the school for an instant. ...

Hum! I'm not afraid of any female ghosts! If I see her next time, I'll hit her with my iron fist! Hey, hey, ha, hey! I want to fight! Haha, I won!

Postscript: After ringing the school bell for a long time, I found an unknown junior high school girl waving her fists and feet in her seat and yelling ... Passers-by said, "This child is crazy."