A good teacher in my mind 1 If students are flowers of the motherland, then teachers are hardworking gardeners; If students are lost boats, then teachers are lighthouses. I always have a good teacher in my mind-Miss Zhou.
Miss Zhou is my Chinese teacher and my head teacher. She has long black hair and a round face with bright eyes. A straight nose grows on a small and exquisite mouth; Tall people are also well-proportioned and beautiful.
Our class is a special physical education class, with more than 40 boys among more than 50 students. It is a famous naughty class. I remember a science class. The class was in a mess when the teacher didn't come. Because the monitor Li Junbao was sick and asked for leave, Liu Yuting, a student on duty, couldn't control discipline. Some people were reading extra-curricular books, doing homework, talking, and even had conflicts with the students on duty on the spot. On the podium, the reader has read poems at the top of his lungs many times, but few students are reading and reciting them below. At that time, the class was like a vegetable market. I don't know when Mr. Zhou stood at the door and saw the mess in the teacher's room. His eyes became sharp and his brow wrinkled. Several students in the front row found Mr. Zhou and immediately put extra-curricular books into their schoolbags. The speaker sat up straight at once and pretended to be there to support them. In fact, from time to time, I glanced at Teacher Zhou's expression from the corner of my eye, for fear that Teacher Zhou would be really angry. Students in the back row are not so lucky. They should still be playing and talking. It was not until Miss Zhou knocked at the door that the students in the back row saw Miss Zhou. They were honest at once. Teacher Zhou criticized them and went out. Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Miss Zhou came in with a lesson plan and a pen. She opened the chair on the teacher's desk, sat down and began to write a lesson plan. At this time, I was puzzled: strange? Isn't this class a science class After a while, the science teacher came in and was not surprised to see Miss Zhou sitting there. At this moment, I realized that Miss Zhou sacrificed her precious rest time and sat here watching us naughty students have a good class, all for our study! It's also because of Mr. Zhou that this course goes surprisingly smoothly.
Teacher Zhou, you are my mentor and friend, taking me swimming in the ocean of knowledge.
A good teacher in my mind, an excellent composition in grade 5, and a student, have you ever thought about a question? Do you know who has given us rich knowledge in these four years and who has made us feel the joy of reading? Isn't that the teacher who has been with us?
In the four years since I entered primary school, the amiable figure of the teacher has always remained in my heart and has never changed. Although teachers are sometimes strict, they also have a kind side.
The teacher will read aloud and preview the next text for us every night. Although previewing is a hassle, the teacher previews more notes than we do. What are we complaining about? We have to take time out of our busy schedule to make courseware. Isn't this performance all for our study? There are classes, and some students may complain: "I'm tired of listening in class!" " "But you haven't noticed the innocence. We sat and listened to the teacher for 40 minutes. The teacher's forty minutes are different, but a tired figure can't rest, and sometimes she can't tell the direction when she walks upside down.
The teacher didn't sit on a stool for ten minutes after class. I have read it and stared at the textbook silently. This is the teacher. Although I was exhausted, I didn't say anything. There are also English teachers and math teachers, all of whom are very strict. But from another point of view, this is also my special concern in learning. Think again, an English teacher taught four classes with a little girl, and a man in his forties had to teach two classes. They have worked much harder than a Chinese teacher. English teachers, in particular, can't survive in the hot summer, and they have to correct the homework of more than 200 students in the dark at night. If I, a girl who plays around, say a famous saying, "A lazy man has seven tomorrows a week". The English teacher doesn't like this. "Take your time and build the tower." Let a girl who plays around admire!
The teacher's educational spirit is unforgettable, and we can't measure it with money or other things. I can only say to them in my heart: "In this world, there will always be a child who regards you as a teacher of life!" " "
In my mind, there are many teachers who have taught me since kindergarten, and one teacher makes me doubly grateful. She is about thirty years old. She is not tall and has a kind smile. Her loving eyes always make me feel warm. She is a good teacher in my mind-Miss Wang.
I remember one day in class, I just looked down at the tape. Teacher Wang didn't call my name directly, but asked me a question skillfully, but I didn't know it. Then she asked me a simple question, and I was still at a loss. At this time, Mr. Wang didn't scold me loudly, but stared at me with stern eyes, as if to say to me, "Wang, you can't make small moves in class, so your grades will drop." As the saying goes, even when a speaker worries a lot, he will lose something. I immediately read her words from Miss Wang's eyes, so I immediately straightened up and listened to her lecture carefully. She saw it and smiled kindly, as if to encourage me: "That's it from now on, come on!"
Yes, it is no wonder that the students say that Mr. Wang has a pair of talking eyes, which is absolutely true. This year's Children's Day, the class will hold a get-together. I volunteered to be the host. I thought to myself: Will the teacher agree? Just when I raised the flag irregularly, I didn't expect Mr. Wang to readily agree and give me another chance to exercise. When I was hosting the program, I performed well and tried to be my best. Seeing Mr. Wang's smile, I became more confident and successfully presided over the meeting.
Thank you, Miss Wang! It is your encouraging eyes that inspired me to communicate with others and turned an introverted me into a positive, sunny and confident little boy! Because of you, my life has become colorful since then! You are a good teacher in my mind!
My idea of a good teacher is the one with big eyes, small mouth and ponytail-Miss Cai. She is not only my music teacher, but also my dance teacher.
I remember that in early May, Teacher Cai called several students from Grade 3 and Grade 4 who were studying dance together and said, "On the 20th, we went to Songjiang Grand Theatre to participate in the campus sitcom competition. The work we are going to perform is "Happy Sunday", and we will rehearse from today. " Said, and took us into the music and dance classroom and started training. In the classroom, Teacher Cai turned on the computer, and let us watch the video of Variations on Growth on the big screen, and learn while watching. Teacher Cai was so absorbed in watching and dancing that she forgot all about us. After watching it four or five times, she still stared at the screen with rapt attention, but I couldn't stand it. I feel sore feet, and I really want to sit down and have a rest! So, I walked around, touching my knees, feet and legs from time to time, letting Teacher Cai know that my legs were sore and I wanted to sit down. It was discovered by Teacher Cai. She cleared her throat and said, "Everyone is tired standing! Move a chair, sit and watch it for the last time, and then we begin to learn the movements. " Just finished, Teacher Cai smiled at me, as if to remind me: "I know you are tired, and I am tired standing, but be careful in class and don't be distracted!" Teacher Cai smiled at me like this, which made me concentrate in class. She didn't criticize me to my face, which hurt my self-esteem and moved me very much.
With the approach of the 20th day, we have learned the movements well and entered intense practice. One day, I found that my movements were the worst and my expression was not good. Teacher Cai stopped praising me. But because I don't have time to teach others, I can only be chosen. So I don't train seriously and always make mistakes. Teacher Cai seems to know, so she smiles at me every day and trains many times in my story ... Teacher Cai's behavior gives me confidence again. Finally, we performed well in the competition and won the first prize. We will hold another competition in this city in July.
I believe that under the guidance of such a good teacher as Miss Cai in my mind, we will certainly succeed. Let's go
A good teacher in my mind 5 If we are a ship, the teacher is the sail that guides us; If we are grass, then the teacher is the gardener who cultivates our growth. However, the good teacher in my heart is Miss Liu.
Teacher Liu is an old teacher with rich teaching experience. She is our math teacher and has been teaching us since the fifth grade. She looks average. Although she can be fierce when we don't do well, as long as you meet her, her lips will always tilt slightly to give you a beautiful smile.
Moreover, Mr. Liu also taught me a philosophy of lifelong benefit. That is-you must learn to have an independent mind in everything you do. It happened on the day when the examination paper of Unit 5 of Mathematics was handed out. That afternoon, after we handed out the papers, we found that many people in the class got 98 points, and they all got wrong answers on topics they had never talked about. So, I rushed to the office angrily after class. Ask Mr. Liu why there is this topic in the math book and you don't talk about it? As a result, many people in the class lost points because of this topic and got 98. Teacher Liu looked at me with blinking eyes. I didn't care, but said to me earnestly: Li Ruiheng, I didn't mean to tell you this question, because I want to see if you can think with your own head and get the real answer. Moreover, if you think about it carefully, you are a graduate, and what you are about to face is not a simple exam, but an entrance exam that concerns your life. However, in the entrance examination, it is impossible to have all the topics I have said and talked about. Therefore, the teacher wants you to learn to think independently. When you encounter some application problems that you can't do, draw your own pictures first. Secondly, you should learn to use them flexibly, and you won't change the subject a little. Even if the last question is wrong, you have tried and won't regret it. Say that finish, the teacher left. At this moment, I was shocked. However, my heart is as sad as being poured cold water, because I don't think I should be so angry with the teacher. So, after returning home, I carefully recalled the teacher's words. I think what the teacher said is right. What we lack most is that independent heart.
So I will always remember this teacher, and I will always remember his words. Study hard.
I have something to say to you. She is beautiful and kind, natural and graceful, noble and elegant. She is our beloved good teacher, Miss Yin.
A beautiful black hair, slim figure, fair skin, a pair of "talking" eyes are clear and beautiful, and her whole body exudes a faint fragrance. The teacher is not only beautiful, but also her teaching art is even more shocking.
As soon as the bell rang, the chaotic classroom immediately quieted down, and the footsteps in the corridor spread all over the classroom, brisk and rhythmic. Teacher Yin gracefully stepped onto the platform and opened the paper with a big smile: "Everyone did well in this exam, but some students made mistakes on some topics that should not have been wrong. It's a pity." As she spoke, Teacher Yin scanned everyone with "talking" eyes, and finally fixed her eyes on some students, as if to say: Pay attention next time. If someone doesn't listen in class, Mr. Yin will clear his throat first, and then scan the class with his eyes, as if to say: Pay attention to the lecture in class. This is how Teacher Yin treats her favorite students gently.
Not only that, Teacher Yin is also a humorous person. Every time a classmate writes less, the teacher says coldly, "If you can't write a word well, why are you studying?" Instead, he said humorously, "Did you eat this stroke?" Then the whole class will burst into laughter.
I remember one time, the teacher had a bad back pain, and the tears of beans kept falling, and a teacher next to him was helping Teacher Yin massage. However, I clearly remember that in the Chinese class just now, Teacher Yin recited the text for us, led us to discuss the characters in the text, and organized us to perform the plot in the text in different roles. Thought of here, I can't help but burst into tears: teacher, you have to endure the pain to teach us! How strong you are! How responsible you are! You didn't let us miss a Chinese class because of pain! Your strength, love and sense of responsibility deeply shocked me.
This is my idea of a good teacher. I hope to be such a lovely teacher in the future!
Every student has a standard to measure a good teacher. In my primary school career, I met many good teachers, some humorous, some kind, some strict ... The best teacher in my mind is my head teacher, Miss Li.
Miss Li has a pair of big black eyes and a slightly fat figure. She is really an elegant teacher. She is smiling, affable and always methodical and convincing. Miss Li teaches us Chinese. Her lively classes seem to bring us into a colorful world and let us spread our wings and swim in the ocean of knowledge. In teacher Li's class, if a classmate is absent-minded, she won't call out the name of that classmate in front of her classmates, but cast an eager eye, as if to say, "Pay attention, don't be absent-minded." Absent-minded students immediately threw themselves into their studies. Miss Li's voice is very sweet. When she read aloud emotionally, the students were intoxicated by her voice and integrated into the wonderful realm of the article, as if they were there.
Teacher Li is amiable and respectable. She is as kind as grandma, as warm as mother, as kind as sister and as close as friends. She is our mentor and friend.
It is not easy to be a good teacher. She needs to have rich knowledge and good character. She not only wants to teach us scientific knowledge, but also loves us as much as her mother. Although she was tired, she never told us that she was tired. Her spirit is worth learning.
I like such a good teacher and I respect such a good teacher. In order to live up to such a good teacher, I will study harder and repay the teacher with excellent results!
A good teacher in my mind is an excellent composition. Teachers are hard-working gardeners, and we are thriving new seedlings. Teachers educate us as dew moistens the grass. Among them, my favorite good teacher is her.
She is tall and a little fat. A long black hair, big eyes, bright and divine. She treats people kindly and always smiles.
Once in a Chinese class, the teacher asked a question and we were all lost in thought. After a while, several students raised their hands one after another. I saw a classmate raise his hand, quietly and slowly. Seeing that few people raised their hands, the teacher was not angry. He smiled and said to us, "I hope more people will raise their hands." It doesn't matter if the answer is wrong. What matters is whether you understand. " The teacher's words increased my confidence, and I suddenly raised my hand high. Seeing that I raised my hand, the teacher asked me to answer the question. I stood up, but I was still a little scared. Can stand up, can't sit down. Had to stammer. After the last sentence, the teacher not only didn't criticize me, but also nodded and said, "It's really good."
The teacher is not only amiable, but also playful. Once, we took a test paper, and the teacher corrected it before reporting the score. At that time, the teacher was very serious and angry that we didn't do well in the exam. We were all startled. The teacher began to report the scores. The first few students only got more than 80 points in the exam. We all held our breath and dared not make any noise. The teacher saw that we were all scared and couldn't help laughing and saying, "What are you afraid of? There are hundreds of points. " We were relieved and suddenly realized that the teacher was joking with us.
This is the Chinese teacher who teaches our first and second grades-Mr. Xue, a good teacher in my mind.
A good teacher in my mind She is a good teacher in my mind, and I think she is the most responsible teacher. Who is she? She is my first grade Chinese teacher-He Hua.
He Laoshi is a teacher at Cuitingyuan Primary School in Hefei. She can write the text brilliantly. She can make every student equal, and will not attach importance to anyone, nor will she despise anyone. But she's more than that. She is also very concerned about our health.
I still remember one time when I was playing, I suddenly fell and fell on my chin. He Laoshi saw it and ran to help me up. At that time, I looked at the anxious teacher and bowed my head in embarrassment. I didn't know my chin was bleeding. He Laoshi took a piece of toilet paper and wrapped my injured chin. All I know is that my chin is bleeding.
He Laoshi dragged me to school and contacted the headmaster by phone. She said, "I won't attend the meeting, and my classmates are injured." I want to take her to the nearest hospital. " A I listened, thanked her, and ran away with her. Her anxious expression shows that He Laoshi cares about me, and tears of thanks shed on my face.
He Laoshi took me to the hospital. She paid the money as soon as she got to the hospital. I said, "Wait until dad comes." But she wouldn't listen, but she had to pay. She said it would be too late if she didn't pay it, and my jaw was bleeding. At this time, I suddenly thought of a sentence: the grace of dripping water, when the spring comes.
After the operation, my head is still a little dizzy. I know that if I don't study hard now, the teacher will know that I am sad and my parents will know that I am sad. In this case, how can I repay my parents, teachers and people who love me?
He Laoshi, you are the most responsible teacher I feel. I don't know how to repay you. In school, teachers are parents. I want to say: But how much love an inch of grass has, I have received three blessings. But then I transferred to another school. I miss this teacher very much. I want to say: teacher, I miss you so much!
My idea of a good teacher 10 There are countless teachers who have taught me from kindergarten to primary school, but the best teacher in my idea is my head teacher, Mr. Zhang Yang.
On the day I first reported to school, I came to school with my mother with excitement and anxiety. After the ceremony, my parents and I walked into the classroom. I haven't felt any different with my mother around. My mother will go out soon. I hugged my mother's waist and wouldn't let her go. Tears ran down uncontrollably and said, "I won't let you go!" " Teacher Zhang found such an "alternative" me and patiently came up to me and said, "What's wrong with you, little guy? Are you unhappy to meet new partners? " After listening to the teacher's words, I slowly let go of my guard and my mother. Then, the teacher took me to meet new friends and get familiar with the school environment with everyone, and I gradually integrated into the big family of the class.
Our school has evening makeup every day. For the sake of our classmates, the teacher resolutely gave up the time to accompany the baby after work and devoted himself to our study. After work, she used her own private time and her own computer to give us test papers word by word, find out the key points and difficulties, and take us to do them over and over again. Every day, she is busy late ... pity her little sister and have little time to spoil her.
Teacher Zhang has worked hard and is tired for 33 students in our class. It's really not easy for her to give up her family for everyone. I must study hard to repay my teacher's hard work. Teacher Zhang, you are the greatest good teacher in my mind!