Teacher Wang is versatile. Once, we finished learning the content of a class, and there were still a few minutes before the class was over. Teacher Wang asked us if we wanted to see him paint, and we all said yes. I saw Mr. Wang take out a blank sheet of paper and a box of paint. I saw that Mr. Wang didn't have a pen, so I thought: How can I draw without a pen? I saw that Mr. Wang's fingers were stained with paint, and in just a few strokes, he drew several aquatic plants, several small fish and a small turtle on white paper. Very vivid, as if alive. The whole class applauded together.
Mr. Wang is also good at telling stories. He always makes us understand some truth from stories. There is a story that I still remember. The story goes like this: There was a woman who had cerebral palsy since she was a child. In the eyes of ordinary people, she has no future and happiness, but this woman was admitted to the famous University of California in the United States with tenacious will and obtained a doctorate in art. Someone asked her, "You have been like this since childhood. What do you think of yourself? " She smiled and calmly replied: "First, I am so cute; Second, my legs are beautiful; Third, mom and dad love me so much; Fourth ... "Finally, she summed it up in one sentence:" I only look at what I have, not what I don't have! "If our eyes are always fixed on defects, life will be hopeless, and we will only see what we have. What a high-spirited attitude towards life!
I like my teacher Wang, his humor and his versatility. Teacher's Day is coming, and I want to say to him sincerely: Thank you for your kindness, teacher! Teacher, I wish you a happy holiday
My teacher
"Teacher parents also". Speaking of teachers, the image of aloof and unsmiling on the podium always gives students a sense of fear. But today I want to talk about Mr. Ou, but he doesn't have the image of "being tall" at all, and even does the opposite.
As the highest commander of this class, Mr. Ou should be domineering and not angry. But he just makes friends with our classmates, joking and having fun. He is a real king of children, and at the same time he is funny and kind. Every morning, as soon as we step into the campus, we can always see a "stand out from the crowd" figure running around in the pursuit of male students in our class, sometimes laughing and sometimes screaming, attracting attention. I won't say who he is, but you should all know that it's Mr. Ou, a football player who has a great reaction among the male students in our class. At this time, the female students in our class unconsciously became the audience, cheering for this rare campus scene. At this time, our teacher Ou will become more and more carried away, waving and cheering for us from time to time and becoming a football star on the court. This was nothing at first, but later he went further and asked us girls to run five laps every morning, which is also commendable: health is the capital of revolution and health is the greatest wealth in life. This move naturally made us vulnerable "big ladies" suffer a lot. After waves of protests, our teacher Ou finally agreed that he would take the lead in running five more laps. It was miserable to see our head teacher in front of us, and a kind of happiness that asked for it made this "running away" incident come to an end. Strangely, since then, I, the class cadre who is responsible for registering sick leave, has become a false job of "selling dog meat"
Mr. O has another "strange". Every noon, he is always busy in the classroom. Don't think he is making up lessons for us. He has never worked so hard. He plays chess, Go and military chess in the classroom ... He often says: Life is like chess, you should always have an enterprising heart, think hard, and don't be happy for things or sad for yourself. Worst of all, he boasted that he was invincible in his class. As soon as this statement came out, it caused great public outrage, and the whole class was United and went into battle together. At that time, there was an upsurge of playing chess in the class, and even our female classmates were unwilling to lag behind, proud of defeating the teacher. As time goes by, Mr. Ou has been defeated more and more times, and our sense of success is increasing day by day. We don't know how happy we are every time we listen to the teacher's awesome feelings. Strangely, as soon as Mr. Ou's challenge was put down, the male students who usually like to chase after each other quieted down, and even the king who usually violates discipline made up his mind to show his skill on the chessboard and stop making waves. We quiet little girls are also happy to compete with male students.
What is even weirder is the homework assigned by Mr. Ou. Homework in other classes is always copied. Look at the back. Our teacher's homework is always so clever. He will ask you to compose a handwritten newspaper freely every week and prepare a debate or story meeting once a week. You will also be asked to collect typos outside the campus and investigate environmental pollution in the community; He even lets you choose your own works … God, in his eyes, we are all painters, lawyers, environmentalists … even great writers. But strangely, students always enjoy these assignments, and even the "unpaid" big families who do their homework at ordinary times always appear on the excellent honor list.
There are still many "strange" things happening to Mr. Ou. But after a long time, we are not surprised, but one thing is certain; We like such strange teachers best these years. I really hope Mr. Ou will be our head teacher next semester. In the fourth grade, I was lucky enough to know many excellent teachers, and the most impressive one was our English teacher, Miss Sun.
Teacher Sun is very young, simple and generous. She has long black hair and big eyes, and sometimes some cute pimples grow on her fair skin. Teacher Sun always smiles at ordinary times. She is kind, friendly and humorous. . . . . . . Moreover, her greatest feature is hard work and dedication, and she knows everything about each of our classmates' study.
I still remember when the fourth grade just started school, because the summer vacation was too relaxed, my grades dropped sharply after school started, and I didn't do well in several exams. I have noticed the retrogression myself, and my heart is very anxious and my self-confidence has dropped a lot. None of this escaped Miss Sun's eyes. She was worried about me, but her face didn't show it. One day after school, she called me to her side and sat me down. I thought she would give me a good lesson. Unexpectedly, she smiled and said to me, "Qiu, you are a good student. You learned English well in the third grade, and now you are in the fourth grade, so you should set higher standards for yourself. " It doesn't matter if you don't do well in these exams. Please ask me in time if you don't understand anything. Don't lose heart. I believe that as long as you work hard, you can catch up. . . . . . . "After listening to the teacher, I was relieved, as if I had confidence and courage again. I secretly made up my mind that I must work harder to catch up with my grades. Sure enough, in the final exam in the first half of the fourth grade, I rewarded Mr. Sun, who has always cared about me, with the best score in my class.
In the second half of this year, Teacher Sun became pregnant, and her stomach grew bigger every day. We found Mr. Sun walking more and more slowly. Standing there in class, he will support his waist with his hands and it is very difficult to raise his hand and write on the blackboard. But even so, for a knowledge point, she always takes pains to repeatedly emphasize it. Sometimes she will joke, "Even the baby in my belly has heard this question, so there is no reason for you to be wrong again!" " "Later, the students all heard that they would come to give us an English class. Unexpectedly, when the bell rang, it was our teacher Sun who appeared in front of us. It turns out that Miss Sun can't let us go. In order to ensure the learning quality of our class, she insisted on finishing this semester's class for us. In this way, Teacher Sun still gives us lessons with a big belly every day, and 47 students in our class grow up with the baby in her belly.
It's summer vacation now. It's estimated that Teacher Sun's baby will be born soon. I sincerely wish Mr. Sun a healthy and lively baby, and I also hope that Mr. Sun, who has given birth to a child, can walk into the classroom of Class 6 (2) again!