Besides three classes on Monday, there are at least four classes every day. Now let's talk about today's ordinary peace-
At 7: 40 in the morning, I walked into the campus, turned on the computer first, and then went to the office to make preparations before class.
At 7: 55, meet the students at the door of the classroom.
At eight o'clock, students came one after another, took their temperature and urged them to study early.
8: 20- 10: 10, two classes in a row,
From 9: 00 to 9: 30, it is indoor exercise. Because of the epidemic, recess exercises are all carried out indoors.
10: 10 After class, I walked out of the classroom and brought a student out to ask questions. The boy loves to cry so much that he cries endlessly for a little thing. Yesterday, because there was no eraser, I cried for fear that my deskmate would not lend it to him. Then I cried again, because I can't compose music. He was lost in thought in class today, but the teacher reminded him that he didn't pay attention again and immediately cried. I asked patiently and carefully, but he still sobbed. When the bell rang, he didn't explain why he cried again. I have to call him back to the classroom next class.
10: 20, go back to the office, have a drink of water, and quickly correct the homework that I didn't finish yesterday, put aside the mistakes and wait for the opportunity to find classmates to correct them one by one. Because first-grade children simply don't know how to correct their mistakes! This is really a very, very time-consuming and laborious thing!
1 1 o'clock, and the third class ends in the morning. I quickly stood up. As soon as I saw who was out of work, I quickly asked him to call the person who corrected the mistake. In order to delay their class time, I have to hurry. However, there are many students who make mistakes in their homework, more than a dozen, and there is not enough time after class. We can only let them sneak out and correct their mistakes in the fourth art class. Until 1 1: 55, one student was not invited. Look at the child in front of him who can't even figure out the initials and finals. He has to take time out in the afternoon.
12: 00, go out of school hungry and go home for dinner. Fortunately, there are parents and hot dishes and meals waiting at home. On the way home, I used WeChat to communicate with the parents of the crying boy.
Arrive at school at 1: 50 in the afternoon, wait at the door of the classroom to continue taking temperature, urge students to read books in the afternoon, and pay attention to the behavior of crying boys. He sat in his seat without reading, with tears in his eyes and even a crazy expression from time to time. I secretly recorded two videos for his parents.
At 2: 20, the music teacher who had the first class was present. I left the classroom and took two children who were struggling with their studies and a crying boy to the office. First guide the two children to study by themselves, and then ask the crying boy for information, do ideological work and educate them in time. Educate a boy who loves to cry, and then coach two children who are struggling to learn.
I was informed at three o'clock that the physical examination of students who should have been tomorrow was changed to this afternoon. Hurry back to the classroom, gather the students and divide them into six groups. Tell the team leader to take good care of the team members and tell the students not to mess up. Then the second class takes the students to the playground to have a physical examination with the teacher. The dolls were excited and curious for the first time, pushing and shoving and fighting on the playground. I am here in the playground for a while, and there in the playground for a while, so I have no time to be idle.
At half past four, the dolls all returned to the classroom, exhausted with excitement. A child said loudly, "My feet are numb!" " "When they are quiet, the third class is coming to an end! Then my fourth class began.
At half past five, the school bell rang and the student road team was organized to leave school. A student said that a child had gone upstairs. I am surprised! I searched back and forth in the team several times, but I really couldn't find her. Where did she go? The senior children upstairs came down. In order not to block the corridor, I followed the team to the school gate and contacted her parents. When I sent the other students back to the classroom, she came out slowly. I asked her where she had gone. Did you go upstairs? She looked around and talked about him. All right, go back to the office and we'll talk slowly.
At 6: 00, after the conversation, the children were sent to the school gate, handed over to their parents and had another exchange with them. Then, we can basically finish today's work.
This is my ordinary day. Several classes on the schedule simply can't reflect my workload. In addition, there are preparing lessons, making tables, sorting out students' various materials, welcoming various inspections, tutoring students one by one and contacting parents one by one. My work is far more than eight hours, so I can sum it up in two words: hard work!