I am a restless person. Whenever I am busy, either others give me a lot of things or I am willing to find something to do. I don't even want to let myself sleep. Whenever I want to sleep, there is always a sense of loss, feeling isolated from the colorful world for a long time. This may be related to my continuous illness. In those years when I was ill, I wasted too many wonderful years, so I always wanted to make up for it in this way.
But this is not entirely reasonable. It seems that when I was in middle school, I had a desperate Saburo spirit. My mental state was not that high at that time. I just thought, I must study hard and change my fate of "my back to the ground and my back to the sky" like my parents, because when I was a child, I suffered a lot from working in the fields with my parents, or I was trapped in a closed crop field, or I was so tired that my back ached ... Fortunately, God took care of me, and despite a narrow struggle, I got what I wanted. I entered the normal college that I miss very much, and I want to go there. When I volunteered, I filled in all the schools in the four-column volunteer list, which means that no matter how many volunteers I enroll, they are all "Yantai Normal University", which means I will definitely win.
Although my university is not a well-known institution, its rigorous school spirit and teaching spirit have made almost every student who graduated from here feel at home in his teaching post and made some impressive achievements. I can make achievements in my future teaching post, which has a lot to do with the educational characteristics of my university.
In my impression, Yantai Normal University is no different from management high school students. Every day, the classes are full, and I have to study at night, so I can't take time off at night. Besides, we seem to have been learning cultural knowledge during the day. So once I asked for leave to go home because I was homesick, and the counselor wouldn't let me ask for leave. I also had a quarrel with the counselor and almost left a "stain" on the graduation conduct comments. Finally, the counselor saw that I was more sincere, and the evaluation language was changed to an ambiguous sentence "I hope to strengthen moral cultivation in the future." In fact, this sentence is enough for me to remember for a lifetime. I was originally a good student with good moral cultivation, because I was hot-headed at the moment and didn't listen to what I said at that time. This is also an episode in my struggle, right?
In fact, what has been lingering in my mind is the dribs and drabs on the road of struggle.
The scene of Mr. Cao Yu's Thunderstorm read in different roles always comes to my mind. At that time, my role was Lu Shiping. All along, I have been joked by people around me that "it's a pity that you are not an actor". It is said that my performance was really in place at that time, and I was in tears. Because my role performance made the whole process climax. For a long time, my classmates called me "Lu Shiping". Although the role of "Lu Shiping" is not glamorous, I think it is an affirmation of my performance ability by my classmates, so I am not disgusted, but proud.
On several occasions, I performed a drama on the stage of the auditorium of the whole hospital. What impressed me the most was the performance of "Family" with other students in the Chinese Department. The general plot is that an injured Eighth Route Army soldier was recuperating in a village and was tipped off by traitors and lackeys. Japanese officers came to arrest our Eighth Route Army with a group of soldiers, but the Eighth Route Army had been protected by the villagers, and Japanese officers were furious. Finally, he came up with a crooked idea, that is, gather the whole village at the entrance of the village, completely separate men and women, and then let all women recognize their husbands or sons. Japanese officers thought that the Eighth Route Army must be the last one not to be recognized. Where did he think that our country has always been a "military and civilian fish and water family"? How can this Eighth Route Army fall behind? The Eighth Route Army was brought home by the "daughter-in-law" I played in the play, and this "daughter-in-law" was actually the "yellow flower girl" in the village. In order to save our Eighth Route Army, this shy girl became someone else's "daughter-in-law" without hesitation. This performance also became an important part of the glorious experience I later told my friends and relatives. No matter what you do, you do it with your heart, so you often shine inadvertently.
The internship near graduation is also worth remembering. Finally, we normal students didn't practice in middle school, but in the department. We are students and teachers of each other, which is much more difficult than going to practice in middle school, because the students we face are taller than the teachers standing on the podium, and the professional teachers are there listening, waiting to find fault with you. Of course, the "students" in the back are as good at finding faults as the teachers, so they have to prepare for each internship for a long time. This is even more useful than our current teacher teaching a quality class. Because of this different internship, we "teachers" and "students", whether in junior high school or high school, can stand firm on the podium after graduation, and many of them have made small achievements. So whenever I mention my graduate school, I have a sense of pride, because there are my deep or shallow struggle footprints.
After graduating from college, I finally stood on the podium that I dreamed of more than once. Yes, it used to be in dreams, but now the youthful dream of love and youth has officially set sail!
I want to start my life journey on this land, so I keep exploring and trying; Keep falling and getting up; Make continuous progress and success. ...
The initial joy of success began with a small teaching paper, which is called "Speaking from the Heart with a Pen in Hand" and describes my experience of making full use of written words to communicate with students. Because I personally think that sometimes face-to-face communication with students has a lot to say, or it is not natural enough, but written communication can freely express your feelings. It's like the difference between talking to relatives and friends face to face and writing to them. Say "I love you" to your parents! Generally speaking, you can't say it, but you can say it naturally in the letter, no matter how many times you say it, you won't be embarrassed. I use the opportunity of correcting my composition, writing my weekly diary and even doing my homework to communicate with my students. Facts have proved that the effect is really good. I see it from the students' learning attitude and feelings for me. Later, I heard some graduates say to me: Teacher, we are embarrassed to learn Chinese, even if we didn't like learning Chinese before. I'm so sorry, how much sweat I struggled in it! As Mr. Bing Xin famously said, "The flower of success is admired only for its present brilliance. However, at the beginning, her buds were soaked with tears of struggle and shed blood rain of sacrifice. " Writing a long homework is different from typing "A, B, C, D", which is not only time-consuming, but also brain-consuming.
What impressed me the most was an incident of a big girl when I was a class teacher. During the winter vacation, I personally wrote a letter to each student's parents. The year is 1994. There was no advanced electronic equipment at that time. I just wrote a letter word for word to each student's parents on the stationery. The letter mainly introduces the students' performance in school, and earnestly hopes that parents will cooperate with the school to do a good job in student education. In order to have a sense of ceremony, I didn't ask the students to take the letters home, but paid for stamps myself and sent each letter to my parents. What's the difference between this and the combination of home and school? It's been almost 30 years now, and once a female student said to me, "Teacher, the letter you wrote to my parents, my mother always showed it to the neighbors who came to our house, and she was very proud." Another student said, "teacher, you don't know that your letter won't be sent home after our holiday." I feel uneasy every day, and I don't know what you told my parents about me. " Everyone can see that the student was a naughty student at that time. After listening to their words, I smiled, after listening to the first student's words, I smiled, it was a proud smile; And after listening to the second student, he smiled, which should be a kind of gratified smile, right? My efforts were not in vain!
I gallop on the battlefield of education, and I lead students to dance the wings of youth together. I asked them to speak on the podium, I asked them to perform the text, I asked them to sing poems, and I asked them to distinguish their views ... Finally, our teachers and students had a book on the same theme, which was the best gift for students to graduate that year. They hold books containing their own works and can't put them down. They said that no one didn't learn Chinese well that semester, and every student was absorbed in Chinese class, just to be able to go to the podium and talk about the class he had prepared, just to finish an article in that book. They said they would never forget the Chinese class that semester! But just as our teachers and students were immersed in the joy of victory, I fell down heavily! Because of the excessive investment in work, because of the fatigue day and night, because of cerebral hemorrhage, I fell on my beloved podium. But god has pity on me and miraculously escaped from the gate of hell! I just left my favorite pure land for a long time.
But what makes me most gratified is that I have received letters from every student I have taught, and these letters have been transformed into paper cranes, and even some paper cranes come from students I have never taught.
Am I proud? Sure!
For decades, I have gained too many surprises in my own acre of land.
I have formed my own unique style in teaching, so that students at all levels can comfortably accept my teaching; Participated in quality classes at all levels from the municipal level to the provincial level, and achieved good results. ...
I see my students all over the country, shining in their respective jobs. ...
Every year on Teachers' Day, I can receive a bunch of flowers from those two students. They said, teacher, we can't repay your kindness!
Does the teacher need students to repay us? As long as they can serve the society and spread positive energy, it is the best reward for teachers!
I struggle only to prove that I have flown, even if no one has seen the trace of my flying!