The one-month internship is coming to an end. The smell filled my heart. In a short month, I really experienced some skills that I couldn't learn in textbooks before. This is an exercise.
Our internship school is xx school, which is a new school. Our second grade is the first student in the school, which means that the primary school is two grades. I was surprised when I first learned the news. The headmaster gave us a brief introduction to the school. The equipment is simple and there are many places that need to be improved urgently, but the sparrow is small and complete. Each class has its own design layout. Similarly, there are potted plants on the corridor in front of each class, which makes people feel full of vitality. What I remember most is the flowers and plants on campus, which are lush and numerous. It's early summer, and all kinds of flowers are competing for beauty, and their postures are changeable, attracting groups of butterflies. Not spectacular, but really eye-catching. A bamboo forest, tall and straight pines and cypresses, tall ginkgo, mouth-watering loquat trees, and many names I can't name. These plants and flowers will remain in my memory.
In the quiet small garden, lively primary school students run long distances, and everything is so beautiful. There are many children of migrant workers in my Class 2, but the overall discipline of the class is very good. After three days, I will enter the formal class and practice math first. The first time I came into contact with math class, although I prepared my lessons carefully, the whole model was still dominated by a set of math teachers, which saved the trouble of preparing lessons, but lost flexibility and interest. Always doing problems blindly, rigidly and mechanically. Arrange supplementary exercises after class, hand them out after correcting, and then correct them. I really complain about the process of collecting books, and I always can't explain it clearly. We should form a school team according to our student number.
The arrival of the intern teacher gives students a relaxed and even presumptuous feeling, and I regard myself as a formal teacher from the beginning of class and am strict with them. Class is class, never giggle. But after all, I am not a formal teacher, so I don't feel awe when I see it. "Ask the Galaxy", the teaching design of this text is not as detailed as "Lotus Leaf", and it is quite satisfactory. At the beginning of the first class, the students didn't mobilize well and raised their hands less and less, which made me very sad. I hope to make progress in the second class.
From the beginning of class, I entered the role of class teacher, unsmiling and strict with students. At the same time, students are far away from me. Maybe this is "fish and bear's paw". During my internship, I also did some experiments. I read the American version of Cinderella to my students, and I also read them picture books. Every student enjoys the "picture book moment".
There is no room for mistakes in education. Education is an art, and there are still many things waiting for me to deliberate and ponder. Summing up experience from shortcomings and learning from failures is a career full of roses and thorns!