Life is like the sea, all-encompassing. Real life, which no one can cover in one sentence, is very complicated. However, there is an iron law in life: if you have lofty love for something, you will become a useful person to society, the country and the world.
One early winter night, I drove from this city to mine. It didn't take long for the bus to leave town. A mother and daughter came over. The girl is about five or six years old. Her mother took her hand, glanced at the carriage and sat in the seat near the rear of the car. Soon, the mother and daughter quarreled. First, the conductor shouted, "plastic bags, hurry up, hurry up." She quickly took out some plastic bags from the driver's seat, stumbled over and stuffed them into the stomachs of the mother and daughter. Soon, there was a sour smell in the carriage-the mother and daughter got carsick and began to vomit.
This is a fully enclosed bus with no windows to open. The conductor muttered "Mao Dong", pushed open the skylight at the back of the car, and suddenly a chill came in. Some passengers in the back seat of the car pushed to the front, except me, the mother and daughter, a student boy and his mother. The boy's mother asked with concern, "Are you cold, son?" The son shook his head and said, "It's not cold." "Really not cold?" "Not cold, really."
The car moved on. Outside the window, it is dusk everywhere, and the buildings on both sides have become blurred. People can't feel anything except the whistling wind. At this time, the words of the boy and his mother broke the silence in the car. "Son, is it cold?" Otherwise, mom will close the skylight. ""Mom, I'm not cold, so it's cool. "My son's words are very light. I threw away all the light clothes my mother gave him.
When we got to the town, the lights were already on. Everyone began to pack up and get off. Just then, I found that the boy grabbed his light coat and quickly wrapped it around him. After getting off the bus, the boy and mother nagged; "Didn't you say you weren't cold? I said close the skylight, you said no, look at you now. " As she spoke, she buried her head and buckled her son's clothes. The boy stood in front of his mother and said to her, "Mom, I think the mother and daughter who are carsick are definitely worse than me, so I am cold, but I don't want to say ..."
When we were young, we pursued knowledge and ideals. When people reach middle age, what we pursue is the success and development of our career. In real life, we often ignore the existence of love. Only by learning to love can we know how to give love. On the road of life, let our love run freely.
Teachers are both ordinary and sacred occupations. Opening ignorance, spreading civilization and giving students wings are the main melody melody of teachers' life; "All covered in chalk dust, uncorrupted, three-inch tongue, four eyes" is a teacher's stick figure, which was unknown for a while and not immortal. When the times chose us, we also chose a kind of luck, a kind of dedication, a kind of selflessness and loftiness. Join the teaching profession, carry the plough of the times, and cultivate the "three-foot" forum. We contribute in this ordinary.
If the contribution of dawn is the sun, the contribution of darkness is the stars, and the contribution of the earth is the flowers; Then, the teacher's contribution is the love for the students. As Mr. Xia Mianzun, an educator of the older generation, said: "Education cannot be without emotion and love; Without emotion and love, it is like without water in a pond, there is no education. "
Students are not teachers' own flesh and blood, but parents send their children to school and give them to teachers. At the same time, they put trust and responsibility on our shoulders.
There is a girl in my class who is very withdrawn. She is usually introverted and inarticulate. I just came to Xunzi, a strange environment, and her inferiority complex made her grades worse and worse. I see it in my eyes and I am anxious in my heart. In order to improve her grades, I racked my brains: I always wait for her to leave the classroom after class. In order to establish her self-confidence, I never make mistakes easily in her homework, but circle it carefully with a red pen. Sometimes, in order to make her shine in front of her classmates, I deliberately teach her what to learn the next day, or reveal the solution to the problem to her in advance, so that this colorless little flower will gradually become bright and vivid. After a while, the students became more and more lively, and her grades went from failing to being sixty or seventy years old, and then to being eighty years old for a long time. I'm especially pleased to see that the bright smile on her face has resumed!
There is another student whose parents are divorced. He usually goes to his grandmother's house on holidays, and her grandmother worships him very much. But his personality is stubborn and fragile, and he can't stand any criticism from others. On one occasion, he was criticized by the class teacher for his poor discipline and became depressed and silent. He said he would transfer to another school, and his family has found a good school for him. I read his thoughts from his diary. I feel that I have an obligation to help him, to influence him with love, and to make him face the reality clearly and his own mind. During that time, whether in the classroom, beside the flower bed or on the playground, we both left a heart-to-heart message. Finally, he stayed and flew in the sky that belonged to him with firm wings.
Whenever I walk into the campus in the morning, I hear the crisp "teacher is early"; How satisfied, rich and proud I feel when I appreciate the excellent works of students in the dead of night!
Every minute of a good day passes by in this tireless teaching; Poetic youth is always preserved on the three-foot platform every year. I am very happy, and the campus has become a place full of dreams. There are my students here. This is a holy fertile soil, an oasis of hope! Yes, I take responsibility; Dedication, I experience happiness; Create, I enjoy life. Teaching and educating people makes my life full and comfortable.
Although the three-foot platform is not wide, I have a pointer in my hand and my heart is tomorrow. Although a classroom is not big, I love students and burn my youthful talents. In this ordinary and sacred education hall, I would like to be a ladder for students to climb on my shoulders; I would like to be a paving stone to lay a solid foundation for students' success!
Teachers, let's build a bridge with love, build friendship with sincerity, unite strength with care, and work together for Xunzi's more brilliant tomorrow! Let's turn teacher's love into a song and sing it beautifully to the end of life; Turn into a lamp, burn for a long time and become a bright condensation point! Let us tell the world with great pride: who is teaching and educating people?
Teachers, in the ordinary, let's give!