The week is coming to an end. I believe everyone has a lot of experience. Isn’t it time to write a weekly diary to record it? But I found that I didn’t know what to write. Below is the Teacher’s Day weekly diary I collected for everyone. You are welcome to share it. Teacher's Day Weekly Diary 1
The long road of life is bumpy, difficult, and happy. I believe everyone has an unforgettable scene. I am no exception.
At that time, I was in kindergarten. One day, as soon as I finished class, I grabbed my schoolbag and ran. As I ran, I thought: "Dad must be waiting for me at the door. I won't let him." He was worried." When I ran to the door, I found many parents waiting for their children. I looked carefully in the crowd, but there was no sign of my father. My heart suddenly dropped. I was anxiously waiting for my father. Seeing those children going home with their parents, I couldn't wait to come. Our teacher Li came out and saw me, and asked me kindly: "Li Xinshuo, why don't you go home!" "I said, "My dad hasn't come yet?" "Let me take you home!" After that, the teacher led me on the way home. As I walked, I suddenly felt a pain in my stomach. Sun Wukong was rolling in his stomach. I squatted on the ground and refused to leave. The teacher looked at my uncomfortable look and asked with concern: "Li Xinshuo, what's wrong!" I said feebly: "My stomach hurts." The teacher Without saying anything, he immediately put me on his back and ran to a hospital. She hurriedly said to the doctor: "Please help me take a look at this child!" The doctor looked at it and then said: "This child has diarrhea. He will be fine after taking a few pills of the medicine I prescribed." While I was taking the medicine, Teacher Li helped me I brought water, and when I was hungry, Teacher Li bought me food. The next day, I went home. When I got home, I saw my parents looking anxious, so I hurriedly explained. After listening to this, my parents held Teacher Li happily and said, "Thank you, you are such a good teacher!"
Dad hurriedly took out two 100 yuan notes and gave them to the teacher to say yes, but the teacher said: He declined and said, "It's not easy for you to make money. Keep this money to pay for your children's tuition!" My father said that he had no choice but to keep it. The teacher saw that our family was fine and left. I gratefully said to the teacher: "Goodbye." Thank you, Teacher Li. ”
“How is it? Teacher Li writes well!” Teacher’s Day Weekly 2
Today is a special day. day? Xiaoxia walked to her room and flipped through the calendar and saw that today was Teacher's Day. Xiaoxia put on her clothes, did some homework, carried a schoolbag and checked the time. She still had time to prepare a gift for the teacher. Xiaoxia walked and walked, and when she got halfway, she saw a bouquet of beautiful wild chrysanthemums. Still colorful. Xiaoxia didn't believe that she really saw a bouquet of flowers. She pinched her face with her hands, oh! She smiled and said: "I really saw a bouquet of flowers on the road. It was not fake. God helped me." Xiaoxia thought again, would it be disrespectful to the teacher if she picked it up on the road and gave it to her? Xiaoxia Zuo Si I thought again, and then I thought about it, the teacher probably doesn’t know, because such a bouquet of flowers is as beautiful as the ones she just bought, without wrinkles at all, and it is still fragrant. Xiaoxia said: "Giving it to the teacher can express your feelings." . "
When Xiaoxia saw that there was no one around, she immediately picked up the flowers on the ground, walked and danced happily, humming a little song, and walked towards the school. When she arrived, Xiaoxia turned her footsteps away She changed her voice from loud to quiet, because he was the first one to come to the school. She walked towards Teacher Wu's office and saw a book on the table. There was a pair of glasses beside the book, and yesterday was clearly marked on the calendar. Xiaoxia turned over the calendar and put the flowers into the pen holder. From the things on the table, she knew that the teacher stayed up late again last night. When I was studying, the teacher often stayed up late. Even though the teachers were gone, the lights in your office were still bright. I remember one time when Huang Guangnan’s study deteriorated. I walked past your window. You were so serious, tutoring him like a mother, and spoke softly. I want to say to you: "Teacher, like a silkworm, its silk will not be used up until it dies," and like a wax torch, its tears will not dry until it dies. Teacher’s Day Weekly Diary 3
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Teacher’s Day is here, and the children are giving gifts to their teachers, but there is a little girl who is different from the others.
Children use money to buy some decorations for their teachers, which is a huge waste of their parents’ hard-earned money.
The little girl saw colorful wild flowers on her way to school. I just thought: "Teacher's Day is here, and every classmate has given a gift to the teacher, but I don't want to waste every bit of hard-earned money my parents have earned, and I don't want to have no gifts for the teacher. What should I do? By the way, There are so many wild flowers on the road, so I will pick a few and give them to the teacher! This way I won’t spend any hard money.
The little girl picked a lot of red and yellow sunflowers. , purple, so beautiful. The little girl happily ran to the teacher's office with the flowers. Seeing that the teacher was not there, she quietly put the flowers in the teacher's pen holder. She thought, "When the teacher comes in, look." What a surprise it will be when you get to the flowers! "When the teacher returned to the office, she was happy and surprised. Teacher, she smiled.
Ah! This is how the little girl celebrates Teacher's Day for her teacher. She doesn't have to spend her parents' money on Teacher's Day. Just picking a few small wild flowers on the road can represent respect for the teacher, and small flowers can represent gratitude to the teacher! How worthy of our learning is this spirit!
I want to express my gratitude to the teacher through this article! You said: "Teacher, you have worked hard. You taught us knowledge without asking for anything in return. You are the second parent in this world, a parent who teaches us knowledge. I want to praise you and your noble spirit." quality! Teacher, thank you for your hard work! "Teacher's Day Weekly Diary 4
A grateful heart. Thank you for being with me throughout my life and giving me the courage to be myself. Listening to this song, I seem to see Teacher Zhang standing next to me. In front of us.
Teacher, when he left, he once told us: "Don't miss me, study hard. I will come back to see you when I have time. I can't put into words how I felt at that time. All I know is that almost immediately, I started crying. The eyes of the classmates who were laughing and playing at the beginning also turned red.
Teacher, it has been three years since I left you, and I am already a junior high school student. But everything from the past is floating in my mind. I miss you and the time we spent together.
What I will never forget is your harshness towards me. One time you assigned a lot of homework. After I got home, I started watching TV. It was only at night that I remembered that I had not done my homework. But it was already nine o'clock, so I hurriedly went to bed. The next day in class, you check your homework. I was the only one who failed to hand it in. When you asked me why, I hesitated and didn’t explain clearly, so you scolded me in front of the whole class. I cried at that time. When you saw me crying, you scolded me again after class. Called to the office. Patiently educate me and guide me. From then on, I never missed another assignment.
I will never forget your support and smile. Once, there was a poetry recitation in the class, and the classmates were afraid of going on stage, so they hid behind. Although I was not the first one, you called me up. In fact, I was also afraid. After I went up, my mind went blank and I couldn't think of anything. I just wanted to get off the stage. It was your words that gave me the courage to return to the stage. It is your smile that makes me feel safe. Teacher Zhang, every action and word you made moved me so much. I closed my diary and tears started flowing down my face. What flows into my mouth is my missing and gratitude to you, teacher. Teacher's Day Weekly Diary 5
On this Teacher's Day, the middle school Chinese teacher Fang Yinfa, who I have never forgotten, appears in front of my eyes again. His silver-haired, square-faced loving face is fixed in my mind 25 Years linger.
I remember when I was in the third grade of junior high school, even though I was placed first in the second grade class in the key class for the third grade, Chinese was a weak point in my homework. Teacher Fang Yinfa happened to be the Chinese teacher of our class. His teaching made me change my attitude and interest in learning Chinese.
At that time, my classmates jokingly called me a professional with 60 points in Chinese. My Chinese test scores always hovered between 60 and 68 points. With the arrival of Teacher Fang, my Chinese level gradually improved. I remember that in the county essay competition, Teacher Fang had to select 5 students out of 56 students in the class to participate. When my name was reported, the whole class was surprised, and I thought Teacher Fang had made a mistake. But Teacher Fang cast his eyes on me impartially, smiled and called my name again. At that moment, not only did the whole class not understand, but I was also confused by the other teacher.
There are so many students with higher level than me, why did Teacher Fang choose me? The answer Teacher Fang gave to the whole class was that although my overall level of Chinese language was not good, I never cheated in my writing. Not only did the articles have strong novel ideas, but the language was sincere and simple, and I finished it in one go, which was worthy of his trust. In that composition competition, I lived up to Teacher Fang’s trust and won third place.
With Teacher Fang’s encouragement and guidance in my study, I changed my usual attitude towards Chinese learning. I remember at that time, every time the homework was handed out, there were red pen words written by Teacher Fang himself, "If you keep moving forward, getting high scores is not an extravagant hope." "The idea is novel and the sentences are fresh." "Sincere and simple, there is no shortage of them. Humor." "You are very creative, but you have neglected to improve your interest. As long as you have a correct attitude towards learning Chinese, you will get high marks in the high school entrance examination. I look forward to that moment when you..." Teacher Fang Junxiu's resolute handwriting blurred my eyes. , touched the softest place in my heart. With Teacher Fang's encouragement and affirmation, I moved forward without hesitation. The Chinese test scores climbed higher and higher every time. I also learned the classical Chinese that I was usually too lazy to recite and study with great interest, and it was no longer a piece of cake. Teacher's Day Weekly Diary 6
"The spring silkworms will die when they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before tears dry up." Teachers are an ordinary profession. A sacred profession.
September 10th is another Teacher’s Day. I want to say: Teachers have worked hard and happy holidays! ! ! Teacher's Day is an ordinary holiday for you.
I think teachers are boring. dull. It's a boring profession. All I see all day long is a group of children, a little childish and a little funny, with a three-foot podium and chalk. textbook. Apart from talking about it, it is just teaching children to do questions, which is not interesting... Day after day, day after day, year after year... I spend my life like this. I can't say that I have no regrets in this life, but I don't like it now.
However, there are countless people in the world who are teachers and beacons in the hearts of children. The first leader gave up his youth to lead us. I started to feel like a seed fell on In the soil, you are a big tree that protects us and teaches us. Slowly, we are growing up, experiencing wind and rain, waiting for the rainbow. Happiness and pain will follow, and we are at a loss. Look! It was you who enlightened me and watered us through one storm after another and saw one rainbow after another. Just like Grandma Bing Xin said: May there be enough clouds in your life to create a beautiful dusk.
Ah teacher! You are just nectar, coming to water our seedlings; you are the sunshine, giving us warmth; your teachings we will never forget; your face, we will remember it forever; you let us know how to study, live, be independent and strong, if there is no teacher , who will impart cultural knowledge? Who will train useful talents? How can we build a country without talents? "A loyal heart nurtures peaches and plums, and a passionate heart builds pillars" is a true portrayal of the teacher. It can be said that without the hard work of teachers, there would be no rapid development of education and no progress of human civilization. Therefore, each of us should respect and love our teachers. Let each of us start from now, start from me, and form a good atmosphere of respecting teachers and valuing education in the whole society, so that great teachers can cultivate more outstanding talents for the society and the country
< p> Teacher, you will always be the sun that rises and never sets in our hearts! Teacher's Day Weekly Diary 7On Teacher's Day this year, I gave a gift to my beloved teacher to express my gratitude to the teacher.
After I entered elementary school, under the care and guidance of my Chinese teacher, I developed a strong interest in learning Chinese. The teacher led me in the door. I read a lot of extracurricular books and learned a lot. I understand: the articles in the books we read are all written by others. When I read other people's articles, I must also learn to write articles so that others can read my articles. I told my Chinese teacher this idea. The Chinese teacher was very happy. He supported me, encouraged me, and guided me in my writing. Under the guidance of my Chinese teacher, I wrote several essays after reading and viewing them, and shared them in classes and schools, which were well received by teachers and classmates. During the vacation, after observing, I wrote an article titled "The Scenery from the Window" and gave it to the Chinese teacher. The Chinese teacher thought it was well written and revised it for me. After the Chinese teacher was satisfied, he sent it to the "Family Education Newspaper" for me. Not long after, the Chinese teacher told me: Your article was published. I couldn't be happier. Recently, my Chinese teacher informed me again: The newspaper has sent you the royalties. I was even more excited: I earned 80 yuan by writing articles with my own brain power.
Teacher’s Day is here. I used royalties to buy flowers and greeting cards for my admired Chinese teacher to thank him for his cultivation and dedication to me. I am deeply grateful to the teacher for sowing the seeds of literature in my young heart. "The kindness of inserting willows will be unforgettable for a lifetime."
This year’s Teacher’s Day, the gift I gave to the teacher was from my true feelings. The sweat of the teacher is condensed in this process, and it is also the harvest of my own efforts. I think: this is the "deep relationship between teachers and students". Teacher's Day Weekly Diary 8
The annual Teacher's Day is here again. This is the most happy day for teachers, and the teachers in our school are certainly no exception! Today, since it is Teachers' Day, I arrived at school very early to see what gifts my classmates had given to their teachers. When I was approaching the school, I could see many primary school students buying flowers. I took a look and left. Before I entered the school gate, I saw several teachers standing at the school gate with flowers in their hands. With many flowers. I thought to myself: Why do everyone spend so much money to buy flowers? Can't they make a small gift by themselves and give it to the teacher? Wouldn't it be more sincere? As soon as I entered the school, I heard a song about the teacher playing on the radio, which made the atmosphere of the school more lively than usual! Unknowingly, I arrived in the classroom. As soon as I entered the classroom, I saw flowers on the hands of my classmates and on the teacher's table. I was stunned by this scene. I thought about the greeting card I made myself. I was too embarrassed to take it out. Then I thought: What’s the shame? This is a greeting card I made myself. I didn’t rely on anyone. I should be proud of it. So I waited for the teacher to come and gave the greeting card to him. teacher.
During the recess, the principal said a lot about Teachers’ Day. These words reminded me of the famous saying that praises teachers: “Spring silkworms die only when they are dead, and wax torches turn ashes before tears dry up.” This sentence also makes me feel that the teacher has dedicated his youth for us to become talents. The teacher has more and more wrinkles on his face for us, so we must study hard, make progress every day, and live up to the expectations on our face. expect. Then the chorus of our school presented a song "I Love Milan" to the teachers: "There is a pot of Milan in front of the teacher's window. The small yellow flowers are hidden among the green leaves. It does not bloom just to fight for spring, but silently spreads its fragrance. The heart of the human heart...
The teacher’s love for us is selfless, the teacher’s love for us is like mother’s love, and the teacher’s love for us is meticulous. I believe that as long as we study hard and make progress every day, we will never be the same. If we live up to the teacher’s expectations of us, we will definitely be able to bring honor to our motherland when we grow up! Teacher’s Day Weekly Diary 9
Since entering junior high school, not to mention the knowledgeable head teacher, not to mention the beautiful and generous English teacher. Not to mention the pot-bellied political teacher, the humorous math teacher alone left a deep impression on me.
Humor and Funny
One of the biggest characteristics of math teachers is their humor. , in the boring study, it is inevitable not to be boring. There are students who hate taking it in every subject, but it is different in math class. I heard that the next class is math class, and the students all gave it a high score of 12. Be energetic, walk into the classroom early, and sit down obediently.
The math teacher is very observant. When he sees a dull look, he will "spout" some funny words to the students. I feel energetic again. Although the words themselves are derogatory, I believe that the math teacher is definitely not using it specifically to deal with a certain student.
As a person, It is inevitable that he will get angry sometimes, but he is too easy to get angry!
Once, when we were reciting a concept, we were delayed, so he hit the table with his pointer, urging us to hurry up. After class, I saw that one end of the pointer was cracked.
He was angry many times. He was angry when he couldn't find the chalk, and he was also angry when no one answered the questions...
Caring about classmates
Among all the teachers, except for the head teacher, he is the one who cares about us the most. Every time our class gets good results in the exam, he comes to congratulate us personally.
One time, I just finished the test and was about to take a nap. After staring at the classmates who were not sleeping, I was about to lie down when I saw the math teacher excitedly ran in and told me that there were four students in our class. I was one of the students who got perfect scores on the test, and they shook hands with me excitedly to express their congratulations.
I clearly saw the wrinkles on the math teacher’s face stretched out like autumn chrysanthemums, as if he was more than ten years younger. The pride on his face was definitely no less than when he was receiving an award. Receive the award on stage.
This is my teacher, a teacher who is funny, grumpy but caring about his classmates. How about it? Do you like him? Teacher's Day Weekly Diary 10
The sky is a paradise for birds, and the school is a place for us to fly. I am a young eagle, eager to fly perfectly. It is the school that gives me the vast sky and makes my wings stronger. It is you! Teacher Qin opened the door to wisdom for me and allowed me to swim in the ocean of knowledge.
Three years ago, I walked into the campus ignorantly. When I faced the densely packed words in the textbook for the first time, what brought me was not knowledge, but endless doubts. Teacher Qin, it’s you! With that amiable smile and crisp voice, I became a primary school student in a happy mood.
Two years ago, I was a very timid person. I didn’t dare to raise my hand when answering questions. Teacher Qin, it’s you! When I was made the team leader, I was confused. The homework for several days was always not collected in full, and I started crying anxiously. It was you who came over and gave me encouragement with your encouraging eyes, which gave me more courage and made me bolder.
One year ago, Teacher Qin, it was you! In class, you tell us the rigid knowledge in books so vividly, vividly and concretely, making the class full of fun and giving us unlimited imagination...
It’s you again and again Use the rest time to make up lessons and correct homework for us. He took the trouble to teach us to be humble and not to be proud in our studies. Our studies progressed very quickly, and I was honored to be a study committee member.
Time flies by, and now I am a fourth-grade student. On the occasion of Teacher's Day, I want to say to you: "Teacher, I am an eagle, and you are the one." Sky. Without you, how can I travel far in the ocean of knowledge. In the near future, whether I become a tall poplar or an inconspicuous grass, I will pay tribute to you with all my greenness! I sincerely say to you: "Teacher, thank you!" Teacher's Day Weekly Diary 11
Teacher, everyone says that you cultivate the pillars of the motherland; but I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.
It is you who support the backbone of our generation!
You are like a red candle, giving all your heat and light to your descendants!
Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words - burning! Keep burning!
The classes you taught are so rich and colorful. Each chapter seems to have opened a window in front of me, allowing me to see a beautiful new world...
Ah, because of you, the garden is so beautiful and the earth is full of spring!
Teacher, open the window and take a look. This garden full of spring scenery, this garden full of peaches and plums, are all saluting you!
Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how could so many beautiful soul flowers bloom?
Ah, teacher, engineer of the human soul, who would not praise you!
Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness. Teacher, you are the sower of hope and happiness!
Teacher, you are a cultivator of beauty and a sower of beauty.
It is you who shine with the beautiful sunshine and moisten with the beautiful rain and dew, so that our hearts are green and full of flowers!
You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the green shade of leaves!
Ah, teacher, your spirit will always be in my heart!
You are more like the unknown tree roots, which make the small trees grow vigorously and make the branches full of abundant fruits, but do not ask for any compensation.
You gave us a ruler of life, allowing us to measure it every day; you gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, so that we have role models to learn from everywhere.
You are the bridge that connects us to the severed mountains, allowing us to reach the peak of harvest; you are the ivy, tough and slender, guiding us to pick Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng on the top of the cliff.
When Miaoer needs a glass of water, he will never give him a bucket of water; and when he needs a bucket of water, he will never give him a glass of water.
Giving in the right amount at the right time is the skill of a good gardener.
My teacher, this is also your art of education. Teacher’s Day Weekly Diary 12
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Today is Teacher’s Day, the sun is shining brightly, Xiaohong came to school happily and said hello to the teacher.
She came home from school, but Xiaohong hadn’t thought about what gift to give to her teacher yet. Xiaohong thought about it as she walked, and she thought and thought, but she just couldn’t think of it. Suddenly, Xiaohong suddenly had an idea and thought of an idea, which was to buy things to give to the teacher. Yes, Xiaohong's family's financial resources were not very good, so this idea would not work. So, Xiaohong thought about it for a long time. .
Xiaohong returned home. Xiaohong saw the wild chrysanthemums he planted on the balcony, so he thought of another idea. Needless to say, everyone knew it, which was to send flowers to the teacher, Xiaohongma. I picked up the scissors to cut the flowers, but when Xiao Hong was about to cut them, because these wild chrysanthemums bloomed so beautifully, it took so much effort and time from Xiao Hong! Xiaohong was reluctant to cut off these flowers. At this moment, she thought of how hard the teacher was. She had to give lectures to us every day, solve the conflicts among the classmates, correct homework very late, go to bed very late every day, and go to bed very early every day. stand up. The flowers were so small compared to the teacher, so Xiaohong gritted her teeth and carefully cut out the most beautiful flowers and held them tightly in her hands. Although the wild chrysanthemums in her hands were not as bright as roses or as fragrant as narcissus, , but he is selfless, how like a teacher! When the teacher went out to rest, Xiaohong carefully put the wild chrysanthemums he planted into the teacher's pen holder. He looked at the wild chrysanthemums placed in the pen holder and smiled sweetly.
This bouquet of wild chrysanthemums exudes a refreshing scent to relieve the teacher's fatigue when the teacher is tired; relieves the teacher's boredom when the teacher is bored; and accompanies the teacher when the teacher is lonely. Xiaohong just wants to say one thing to the teacher: "Teacher, you have worked hard, I wish you a happy Teacher's Day." Teacher's Day Weekly Diary 13
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Today is Teachers' Day.
Today I went to school extra early in order to write some blessing messages on the blackboard.
I walked into the campus happily. When I opened the classroom door, my hope was shattered... It turned out that after school yesterday, the female students in the class had already arranged the blackboard before me. It must be quite beautiful and beautiful. And it was only before I went to bed last night that I remembered that tomorrow is a special day - Teachers' Day! Since I didn't have time to prepare a gift for the teacher, I wanted to give the teacher a surprise...
The students have almost arrived, and everyone has to give gifts to Teacher Zhang (former head teacher), and I I also want to go and see Teacher Zhang and wish her happy holidays. At this time, a naughty boy in the class spoke: "Oh! You didn't even bring a gift, why are you going with me? You should go back to the classroom!" After hearing what he said, my lungs almost exploded, "Humph? ! Is it true that giving gifts to teachers means loving them?" I thought to myself. In anger, I went back to the classroom to sulk alone.
After a while they all came back. A girl named Cong Ying took out her own calligraphy work and pasted it on the blackboard. She looked at the words on the blackboard and the bunches piled on the desk by her classmates. The colorful and beautiful flowers made me less angry, and I began to actively help everyone place and organize them. Time passed quickly. Because I was busy, I didn’t know that the head teacher was already standing beside us. I quickly congratulated the teacher: "Good morning, teacher! Happy Teacher's Day!"
The teacher told us that she was very happy, Thank you all too! Seeing the teacher smiling happily, I also smiled happily! I secretly told myself that I must study hard and use good grades to repay the teacher's love for us! Teacher's Day Weekly Diary 14
Another Teacher's Day is coming, and I decided to use my good grades to repay the teacher. In the new semester, I will study harder and more seriously, strive for greater progress, and let the teachers have more happy smiles!
No need to ask, of course I will give it to you. I gave the teacher a lamp and a cup.
Haha! Is the object big? Our squadron also held a meeting with the theme of how to celebrate Teachers' Day and divided the work. Lin Lin made flowers and I made greeting cards.
On Teacher's Day, as long as the teacher says class and the monitor says everyone stands up, then we say: "Happy Teacher's Day!" Finally, I go to send flowers.
Here I wish all teachers in the world a happy holiday, happiness and good health!
At first I didn’t know what I was doing, but then my classmates told me that today was Teacher’s Day, so I bought a small gift and folded some small things.
Time passed slowly, and suddenly｜The school bell rang, and the teacher was coming! Squeak...squeak...squeak, the door opened, and as soon as the teacher walked into the classroom, the students shouted loudly: "Happy holiday to the teacher!" Then the students gave the teacher the small gifts they prepared, and the teacher was moved to tears. Get up and say, "Thank you."
In the past two years, I feel the teacher’s care and meticulous care and concern for us.
In school, you are our teacher who imparts knowledge to us. In private, you are more like a mother. Some people say: "Teaching is like the spring breeze, and the teacher's kindness is like the depth of the sea." It is also true here The teacher said, thank you for your hard work.
Remember, when I was in first grade, I was a little kid who didn’t understand anything. Whenever I make a little progress, the teacher will encourage me. When I have questions that I don't know, the teacher always explains them to me patiently. Every bit of progress I make is due to the teacher’s hard work. Many poets use candles, gardeners, etc. to compare teachers, but teachers put in so much effort not to get people's praise, but to want their students to be born in ice and cold in water, and green is better than blue! Teacher’s Day Weekly Diary 15
This Friday, Teacher’s Day is here. The whole school was wearing uniforms, and I saw balloons hanging high at the school gate and on the playground. There were big words written on it, and a red banner was hung on the rostrum. I'm very excited, but also a little sad, because this is the last Teacher's Day I spent at Pannan Primary School.
In the morning, the teacher asked us to arrive at school very early. As soon as the teacher entered the classroom, many students gathered around. When I asked, I found out that they were giving gifts. I saw many colorful flowers placed on the podium. The teacher was very happy.
Originally, we were going to hold a ceremony on the playground in the morning, but it rained, which was really disappointing, so the principal had to organize everyone to go to the audio-visual classroom. We watched it in class. At the beginning there was music, then there was a speech by the principal, and then there was the award ceremony. I saw many students winning awards and standing there gloriously, and I felt extremely envious. Jing Peikun, Ji Zhaowei and Zhou Xinrui from our class were awarded the prize.
Teacher Zhang came in the afternoon, and Wang Yuemeng drew a villa and a luxury car. Teacher Zhang joked that if anyone doesn’t have a house, he should come to her to borrow it, and if anyone needs a car to drive, he should ask her for it. Everyone laughed and thought Teacher Zhang was very humorous! In the last Chinese class in the afternoon, Teacher Hu said that Wang Yuemeng drew a pig head for her. The teacher asked Wang Yuemeng, and Wang Yuemeng said that Teacher Hu likes to eat pig heads. Teacher Hu joked again that it was because you would be blessed after eating it. Wang Yuemeng laughed, and then everyone laughed.
Teacher Hu distributed two brochures for the school’s 20th anniversary, which contained glorious events and some pictures of the school. There are pictures of Zhuang Zixia, Zhu Junyi, Zhang Jinyuan, Wang Zeyang and others in our class. Teacher Hu said that she went to the grassland, where there were many producers of milk tablets. Teacher Hu bought a bag and distributed it to everyone, two tablets per person. Everyone tasted it carefully and chewed it slowly for a long time. They felt that the taste was purer than the milk slices here, and they all praised it. Teacher Hu also brought a box of water, one bottle for each person. It was the national water. Some students were greedy and immediately opened it and took a few sips. However, they found that the taste of the water was no different from ordinary mineral water, so they put it away. . Finally, it was time for Teacher Hu to show us the picture album. I felt that this was a happy day!