Just like an ordinary back, it reveals this countless sweat and dedication.
Every day, this figure runs around the podium every day. In order to make us all listen to the class well, he didn't hesitate to shout himself hoarse. In order to improve his grades, he gave up his rest time; In order to make our future bright, he can use all his energy, no matter how tired he is!
He sucks chalk dust every day and uses chalk scraps on the cold blackboard. He wanted us to see more clearly and concretely, so he raised his sore hand on the blackboard for the second time. How much I respected the teacher's spirit at that time, but I couldn't interrupt the teacher's class because of it. My heart was full of gratitude!
That day, the moonlight was hazy, and the faint moonlight shone on the ground. The light in the teacher's house is still on. He is preparing lessons for us so that we can absorb more knowledge the next day. The moonlight set off the window of the teacher's house, and the bright lights stayed on until late at night. ......
On his desk, I deeply realized the greatness and hardship of the teacher: on the teacher's desk, a box of green throat treasures stood quietly in the upper right corner of the table; A dictionary that has been turned over for many years, the skin has been glued and glued with tape; Textbooks and lesson preparation books are stacked together, and when you open them, the notes inside are densely arranged on them; The exercise book is thick and tall, in the center of the elbow, with a red pen on it, which is rusty. I asked the teacher why he didn't change it. He smiled and answered me: "Isn't it still usable? If it is worn, it is changing. " I was very unhappy when I saw the teacher's old face.
As usual, the figure on the podium continued to rush about. He is a great figure, a figure who works hard for his classmates.
I love the figure on the podium, but I love the indelible spirit of that figure more.
The composition of a 9-year-old pupil caused controversy. Teacher: Write it down. Parents: Who said that? My 9-year-old son wrote an essay "The Reflection of a Good Horse", but he came home from school today full of grievances.
Describe it to me while being wronged, remembering that the teacher called him to the podium in class today and asked him:
"Did you write this composition?"
"yes"
"Can you write so well?"
"hmm"
"Copy it online?"
"No, I wrote it myself."
"Has your mother changed?"
"No."
"Well, you go home."
After listening to my son's story, I was lost in thought, looking at his neat and tidy composition, and then looking at other children's compositions sent by teachers and parents, I finally understood.
The whole article is very clean, with few typos, little rewriting and even little pinyin, which is really not easy for a 9-year-old primary school student who just started writing in the third grade. No wonder the teacher suspects that it was copied or altered by his mother.
"If I really have a magic pen, I will draw a seismograph to let people evacuate as soon as possible when the earthquake comes, instead of letting people die. If I had a magic pen, I would draw all kinds of satellites, so that scientists would not work so hard. "
Although this article was written by sitting next to me, it was already 1 1 when my son finished it, so I didn't read it. I was surprised when I first saw it today. I am really touched that a 9-year-old child has such great love in his heart. In the eyes of children, everything is beautiful.
Some people say he can't find beauty. In fact, it is not that beauty cannot be found, but that the heart is not beautiful. Since you have bright eyes, why not find them? Eyes are the best gift from heaven, aren't they?
Although Ma Liang is a naughty boy, if he wants to be a painter, first of all, a general makes trouble and destroys Baihua Village. There is a fairy named Ma Liang, the ink splashing fairy. First, he has a writing brush, so you gave him a magic pen. Finally, Ma Liang defeated the general, saved Baihua Village, and made me understand that being a good person should be good.
Because of busy work, I have no time to accompany my children to do their homework. Every day when I am writing a manuscript, my son obediently sits next to me doing homework, keeping a diary and writing a composition. It should be that he has been listening and watching more and has become interested. Interest is the best teacher for children. Perhaps this is the reason why I am surprised every time my son writes.
As a parent, I can testify that he wrote the whole article himself. I didn't change a word, and I didn't coach him. I just encouraged my child to write, and I didn't give him any advice. I just let him express himself freely and find happiness and a sense of accomplishment in his expression.
But my son has been unhappy and feels that the teacher doesn't trust himself and doubts himself. I quickly comforted my son: "Who said plagiarism! Mom will testify for you. I'll make it clear to your teacher. Don't worry! "
Every child is sensitive. A word from teachers and parents may make a child's future or kill his interest. As parents, it is necessary for us to discover the psychological problems of children in time and protect his sensitive mind.
Every day, when the teacher's composition is unfolded on the podium, we always have to face the textbooks full of words, as well as the vigorous figure on the podium. The seemingly ordinary back reveals this countless sweat and dedication.
Every day, this figure runs around the podium every day. In order to make us all listen to the class well, he didn't hesitate to shout himself hoarse. In order to improve his grades, he gave up his rest time; In order to make our future bright, he can use all his energy, no matter how tired he is! He sucks chalk dust every day and uses chalk scraps on the cold blackboard. He wanted us to see more clearly and concretely, so he raised his sore hand on the blackboard for the second time.
How much I respected the teacher's spirit at that time, but I couldn't interrupt the teacher's class because of it. My heart was full of gratitude! That day, the moonlight was hazy, and the faint moonlight shone on the ground.
The light in the teacher's house is still on. He is preparing lessons for us so that we can absorb more knowledge the next day.
The moonlight set off the window of the teacher's house, and the bright lights stayed on until late at night ... On his desk, I deeply realized the greatness and hardship of the teacher: on the teacher's desk, a box of green throat treasures stood quietly in the upper right corner of the table; A dictionary that has been turned over for many years, the skin has been glued and glued with tape; Textbooks and lesson preparation books are stacked together, and when you open them, the notes inside are densely arranged on them; The exercise book is thick and tall, in the center of the elbow, with a red pen on it, which is rusty. I asked the teacher why he didn't change it. He smiled and answered me: "Isn't it still usable? It is worn out and is being replaced.
"I was very unhappy when I saw the teacher's old face.
As usual, the figure on the podium continued to rush about. He is a great figure, a figure who works hard for his classmates.
I love the figure on the podium, but I love the indelible spirit of that figure more.
...
The teacher on the platform is the most common and common in the composition classroom. However, no one praised it and took the dedication of the podium for granted.
The podium is unpretentious.
It is others who are held up and themselves who are dedicated; What stands on it is truth, dust dragged away and utility.
It used its own body to send away a class of students and welcome a group of children; It is full of peaches and plums in the world with its own body.
I feel that the podium is a fertile ground. Today, we are seedlings and thrive on this fertile soil. Tomorrow, we will be the pillars of the roots, supporting the prosperity of the motherland.
We grew up on the podium, which taught us with silent teaching. What we have learned is selflessness.
On the podium, every student's footprint is left, recording every student's deeds; On the podium, the teacher's well-meaning teaching is flowing; On the podium, the students' loud songs rippled; On the podium, the naughty child's confession oath is engraved; On the podium, there is always happy laughter; On the podium, the students' constant friendship is recorded. On the podium, every student was held up by the podium for a brilliant life. When speaking, standing on the podium and being superior gave me confidence, perseverance and goals.
I admire the podium, I admire it, I admire its selflessness, and I admire its ignorance.
The high school composition "The teacher on the podium" can first talk about what the teacher's podium is for. ...
I still remember when I was a child, my favorite game was Love between Teachers and Students.
I still remember that after school, the teacher who can sing and dance is my angel.
I still remember when I graduated from high school, I did not hesitate to write "Normal School" in the column of volunteering.
One scene after another in the past.
/kloc-at the age of 0/5, I walked into the normal school with my schoolbag on my back.
There, the rigorous school spirit and strict basic skills training made me understand the profound meaning of the word "teacher": "learn to be a teacher and be a teacher."
/kloc-at the age of 0/8, I walked into this school with a childish face and enthusiastically integrated with students of the same age.
Looking at the old teachers who have worked hard on the education front for decades, looking at their white hair and clean hands, I suddenly understand why people always describe teachers like this: "Come with one heart, don't take half a blade of grass", "Spring silkworms die, and tears are exhausted every night".
I deeply know that as a teacher, dedication alone is not enough. The hope of rejuvenating the nation lies in education. The hope of revitalizing education lies in teachers, especially young teachers at the turn of the century. We should have a sense of urgency and mission, keep learning, keep pace with the times, blaze new trails, learn new knowledge and master new skills, so as to meet the increasingly high requirements put forward by society, from 1999 to now.
He has participated in county English teaching twice and won the second prize.
And obtained a junior college diploma in the national higher education self-study exam.
In May, 2003, I was named "Model Communist Youth League Member of the whole county".
Last year, I took the National Adult College Entrance Examination and was admitted to the English Department of Adult Education College of Three Gorges University.
Most importantly, in August last year, I was hired as a formal establishment teacher with the fourth place in the county.
I will never forget that black day: 200 1 10. I took the entrance exam for the first time and was rejected by one and a half minutes.
I was disappointed, hesitated and thought about it. I wanted to leave and see the wonderful world outside, but in the end I chose to stay. I can't live without my beloved platform and my beloved students. Here are my childhood dreams and my lifelong pursuits.
I have no regrets about my choice, "a warm heart warms my homeland, and it rains all the year round."
I will never slacken my pursuit of "supporting a long story and wandering to greener grassland". I am convinced that one day, I will "load a boat with splendor and sing in splendor"
Write an article on the topic of "the teacher is lecturing on the podium and the students are asleep below" ... Look at the essence through cartoons, see what kind of social phenomenon it reflects and analyze it.
For example, this composition can start with respecting teachers. Originally, children should respect teachers, which is a traditional virtue in China. But now this child is threatening teachers, and there is a reaction in society that teachers who should be respected are insulted.
We can also start by relying on our parents. Children's dependence on their parents in test scores reflects their excessive dependence on their parents.
Let's start with the exam. How important is it to threaten the teacher with his father's heart disease? Reflect the problem that students don't understand the exam in place.
How to describe a teacher's composition in class? Teachers are like candles, burning themselves, but illuminating others ... There are good teachers everywhere around me. At school, they are serious and responsible, great and selfless, like hardworking gardeners, watering flowers carefully with their own efforts; The teacher is our guide, let us know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is ... She is of medium height, with bright black hair, bright big eyes and Zhang Yuanyuan's face, which presents the usual attitude of intellectuals, and is our head teacher, Miss Li, but she has a magical power, which often inspires us, supports us and warms us. She has been with us for nearly three years. She always criticizes every classmate's mistakes in time and educates patiently. So almost every student is afraid of Miss Li, and I am no exception. I remember once, I was fascinated by drawing cartoon characters, and I even drew them in Miss Li's Chinese class. My every move was clearly seen by Miss Li. She was very anxious and angry, as if she was disappointed in me. She said to me seriously, "You should find that you have been abnormal recently and your grades have dropped." After listening to teacher Li's criticism, I really don't understand. I think she is too unkind. Later, my grades were further improved, and I finally understood Teacher Li's painstaking efforts. Her concern and sense of responsibility for students won my admiration. This made me discover another characteristic of Miss Li, that is, she is conscientious and responsible in her work, caring for the students and every little thing in the class. For example, her classmates lost things, had disputes or could not solve difficulties. Teacher Li will help us to deal with it seriously. Later, in some parties and other activities, Miss Li took part in our activities. She leads her classmates to dance, dancing, agile, talking and laughing with everyone, lively and romantic, and extremely happy, as if she were our good friends. This makes me find that the strict Miss Li also has an approachable and amiable side. Miss Li is very strict with us in our study, but we generally don't. But as long as we understand Mr. Li's intentions, in class, she tells us the story of the race between the tortoise and the white rabbit, describes the ecstasy of the animals in the race with dexterous and skilled hands, makes us laugh humorously, and the classroom atmosphere becomes active. Miss Li, you will be an important chapter in my growing up, and I will never forget it. Teacher Li's sweat and hard work have won us, and she has no regrets. She is selfless. (being revised) (* _ *) I hope I can help you ... Teacher, you can speak English, read articles with emotion, sing touching songs, draw pictures, solve math problems, and ... but you are not very good at it, and the most important thing is to laugh. You walk up to the podium with a straight face every day, and we just finished class. You have been frowning in class. Suddenly, you call a classmate who is skipping class to answer the question. Classmates Zhang Er and Shang are at a loss, and the answer is wrong. The teacher immediately flew into a rage and asked him what was going on. "The students at the back told me," he explained. The whole class burst into laughter, but the teacher didn't laugh. He just frowned and looked at us like an arrow. We have to shut up at once. In this way, your unhappiness and your classmates' carelessness may drift away in a smile, and the distance between us and you will become closer because of this smile. After class, many students ran to the podium to talk to you, but they were busy saying, "What's the matter?" We're embarrassed to talk. At that time, we want you to chat with us easily with a smile! "Smile, ten years younger, we will learn better; Smile, so relaxed, I forgot my distress and sadness. " I have written such children's songs or poems before, but I didn't dare to sing them. When can I sing them happily in front of you? Teacher, we know that you are strictly for our own good, and we often make you angry, but if you keep adjusting your mood, you won't care about this little thing. In the future, we will study hard, show our teachers good performance and the best results, and make them happy and smile.
Seeing this topic in the 200-word composition action expression language when the teacher stepped onto the platform made it difficult for people to write for a long time, not because they didn't have to write, but at that moment, they turned into a long-cherished drop of old wine and remembered it in their hearts. I was eighteen years old that year, and after three years of urban baptism, I returned to the countryside. On that day, I rode my bike and reported for duty with the young people in * * *. At this moment, the tree that flashed by me smiled at me. The sound of flowing water in the river is pleasant, and the crisp cicada makes me relaxed and happy. Along the way, my mind flashed countless scenes of meeting my classmates. When I entered the office, I was warmly received. The headmaster is easy-going and the teachers are kind. Not long after I reported for duty, I accepted the task-fourth grade mathematics. As soon as the class was over, the campus immediately boiled. The teacher in class is holding a textbook. I am eager to pick up the textbook and walk to the long-awaited platform. I was led into the classroom by teacher Zhou, and the classroom was very quiet at that moment. I stood near the podium at the door. Teacher Zhou stepped onto the podium and told the students that I had just been assigned to Teacher Wu, so that they could be obedient in the future. After a brief introduction, Mr. Zhou left me with 39 children. At that time, I didn't dare to look at every child carefully, which seemed a little stiff. Although I dare not speak loudly, I am already whispering. Looking at these children with simple clothes and similar age, I suddenly have a sense of intimacy-isn't that my childhood figure! Maybe it's this intimacy that calms me down. I first wrote my name on the blackboard, and then said in standard Mandarin, "You can call me Mr. Wu in the future. I think we will become best friends in the future!" Strangely, as soon as I dropped my voice, I found it quieter than the moment when Teacher Zhou brought me in. I don't know how this effect came about-is it my strong name written on the blackboard, or what they think is "weird" Mandarin, or my kind attitude. Anyway, 39 pairs of eyes were all aimed at me at that time. At this time, the simple and honest appearance of peasant children makes people feel very clear. I also felt the joy of being a teacher for the first time. After all, children are children. Not long after, several bold boys began to test me, and one question after another made me feel at a loss. After a while, the girls joined in. At this time, it really seems like a good friend who has been separated for many years, but the protagonist is me. There was nothing left on the blackboard except my name in that class. I am surrounded by a group of lively and lovely children. When I walked out of the classroom full of joy, there were a group of children who didn't enjoy themselves, while some shy children secretly squatted on the window and watched me walk into the office. That afternoon, I came to the finish line. All the other teachers have gone home, and I am still intoxicated with the excitement of the day. With an impulse, a dream, a dream, I am sketching my future life. At that moment, my beautiful life was destined to be written for children. Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and all 39 children on that day have been married, and I have become much older. But I always feel that the blood flowing in that vein is still the blood that stood on the podium at the beginning, that heart is still surging, and I am still so young.
A pair of big eyes, a smile will criticize people's mouths. She is my Chinese teacher-Miss Gao.
Miss Gao is strict, but she is a good teacher who cares about her students in all aspects.
I remember that in the first grade, Wu of our class recited Wang Qiukai from the slate without Wang Qiukai's consent.
Later, Wu only greeted him and didn't look at the road. As a result, he fell and Wang Qiukai broke his head.
Wang Qiukai began to cry, and the students around him saw it and ran to report to Miss Gao.
The teacher knew, and immediately called Wang Qiukai's parents, but I couldn't get through. Miss Gao quickly picked up Wang Qiukai and ran to the county hospital.
In the county hospital, the doctor bandaged the wound for Wang Qiukai, and the teacher paid the medical expenses.
At this time, Wang Qiukai's parents called and the teacher asked them to come to the county hospital quickly.
By the time Wang Qiukai's parents arrived, Wang Qiukai had received timely treatment.
My good teacher, Miss Gao, cares about us again and again. I love our Chinese teacher, Miss Gao.
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