My favorite is Mr. Keating. I still remember his self-introduction to the students in the first class. I prefer people to call me captain, my captain, rather than Mr. Keating! Oh, captain, my captain! The first meeting in class is not in the classroom, but in front of the photos of predecessors in the school history museum, on the shoulders of giants, guiding students to think about why they study. Grasp the present, go upstream and live a wonderful life. Mr. Keating's course is humorous and relaxed, guiding students to play freely, doing whatever they want, not being bound by all kinds of rules and regulations, not patting their hands and feet because of all kinds of rules and regulations, daring to break through themselves and be the masters of life and study. It seems that he can always find the bright spot of each student, always find their little thoughts and always give correct guidance to the students. In that school, which is extremely strict, hidebound and has a high enrollment rate, students are bound and oppressed and dare not express their views, suppressing their natural desire for freedom. Teacher Keating's unique teaching method is incompatible with the overall environment of this school. There have always been people who want to be bound here for him, why not choose to leave? I was particularly moved by Mr. Keating's answer. He said: Because I like teaching, I don't want to go anywhere. Because they love their careers and their students, they are willing to make sacrifices.
Remember the first lecture on poetry appreciation? The first chapter is about how to understand poetry, and predecessors have made obscure theoretical explanations on how to understand poetry. Teacher Keating thinks that everyone's understanding of poetry is different and should not be bound or restricted. He made a bold decision to tear up all the books in the first chapter without leaving a page ... Seeing this, I want to laugh and admire this "strange" teacher from the bottom of my heart. Teaching and learning within the system may never dare to challenge authority and respect children's nature and creative freedom like Mr. Keating.
The understanding of Dead Poets Society is based on the principles of "being born to die" and "grasping the present". Listen to the advice of the late predecessors in the school history building and reflect on the meaning of life. In class, standing on the lecture table, overlooking the world from a brand-new perspective. In the cave outside the school, I dare to disobey the school rules, discuss poetry and life, clap my hands and sing. It is a group of romantics' pursuit of truth and their desire to make their own voices.
However, after all, we are still ordinary people, and we have not escaped from the background of the times. Faced with the pressure from parents and schools, we chose to compromise, escape and acquiesce. Neil's death ended the story. Teacher Keating, who is free and casual, was of course dragged out and made a scapegoat. There is no fairness or unfairness. Perhaps Keating's heart is ready for all this. What makes him sad is that his favorite students will never see each other again.
At the end of the story, in the familiar classroom, facing the departing teacher Keating, members of Dead Poets Society stood on the desks and shouted: Oh, captain, my captain! Of course, there are some, lying on the table, with their heads down, without any response. The contrast of visual impact makes us understand that everything we do cannot require every student to make changes. What is the essence of education? I think in Mr. Keating's mind, even if a student can stand up and resist, it may be considered a success.
Live for the ideal and die for the ideal. I hope each of us can live well and don't waste this life ~ ~