The first chapter: Dedicated to Teacher's Day: the feelings of a tree in my heart; Grass has the smell of grass; As wide as the sea; Rivers have waves of rivers. These words haunt me and make me feel. We must face up to this glorious title: I am a people's teacher.
The teacher's hard work left a string of shining footprints. The teacher chased the dawn of that era with her beautiful heart and sincere feelings. The Yangtze River and the Yellow River are full of affection, and the blue sky and the sea store loyalty. Perseverance and arduous journey-two immortal rivers form a powerful sound of waves: bitter bow sowing, ideal cultivation, rejuvenating the country through science and education, and national takeoff. The teacher weaves a dedicated song in class, loving the world. With persistent and firm steps, teachers have found a shining road, set up the wheel of the times and galloped towards the future. The tide of reform has poured into the heart embankment, and huge waves have rushed to innovate, which has added pride to teachers and made them younger.
Ordinary years, a flick of a finger; After all the hardships, I left my true feelings.
In the story of September, every episode is particularly magical; In the music of September, every song is pleasant to the ear.
Teachers use his immortal candlelight to illuminate others and realize the true meaning of being a teacher and teaching and educating people. Sweat flowed in the fields, and colorful patterns were woven along the boulevard. Let people across the century become a small sun, rising freely in the east of the earth, creating a brand-new era, creating strange hopes and creating a better future.
Teacher's Day Speech Yesterday was the 25th Teacher's Day. It has been 26 years since I left my teaching post.
Teacher's Day was established in the second year after I left my post as a teacher. Before that, I was a Chinese teacher in a rural middle school. I don't know about cities and other places. Anyway, the status of teachers there at that time was quite low, especially in the countryside. I'm not saying that country people are not simple and honest, because I'm a country person, too. At that time, China's agriculture had just implemented the responsibility system, and agriculture had a bumper harvest year after year. Farmers' life is the best time, they don't worry about food and clothing, and they have no money to spend. At that time, my salary was more than 30 yuan, which was not as good as farmers growing a few acres of cotton to earn money. With low income and no power, it is impossible for villagers to buy cheap fertilizers and pesticides; The villagers want to sell grain and cotton at a high price, but I can't; Folks want to buy brand-name bicycle sewing machines, but I can't. I couldn't do it several times, but the villagers who turned to me were disappointed and said, it's really useless for you to be a teacher. More than one person told me that. At that time, I was young and energetic, and I could imagine the stimulation to me. So I made up my mind to leave the three-foot platform.
As a farmer's child without any background, it is always not easy to make a living in society. Despite stumbling, I have stepped into a city that many people envy. This is not melodramatic. But after entering the city for 20 years, although there is not much promise, it has gained a firm foothold. But in recent years, with the increasing pressure of work, I often miss the carefree days when I was a teacher, and sometimes I wonder if I am suitable for my present job. I have talked to my brother who works at his desk about the advantages of being a teacher more than once. My buddy is also a teacher and feels the same way. Teachers' salaries are stable and they have two holidays a year. This is much better than my job now, where I get up early and get greedy and have no holidays. However, it is impossible for a person to return to his post as a teacher because he is in the Jianghu and cannot help himself. If possible, I believe I should be a competent teacher, because all my former students have praised me for my earnest teaching. But with the growth of age, social influence and even pollution, I may not be qualified to go back.
Fortunately, my wife is still a teacher, which makes up for my regret. So the year before last, the unit launched donation education, so I joked that my money should be given directly to my wife, because my wife is a teacher.
Chapter III: Teachers' Happiness Today, if a CCTV reporter interviews me, ask me if I am happy? I will not hesitate to answer: I am very happy.
When the school gathered for a meeting in the morning, a message came from the mobile phone. I opened it, and it read: Teacher, respected and skilled, peaches and plums are all over the world! Thank you, teacher. Happy holidays! I will reply immediately: thank you! You and your lover are also teachers, I wish you happiness! Happy family and smooth work! The sender of the information is one of my students. His name is Zuo. After graduating from college, with my encouragement, he was admitted to a graduate school and later assigned to teach in a middle school in Shanghai. We have a good relationship between master and apprentice and keep in touch with each other. On holidays, I will always receive a blessing message from him. I am happy at this time, and I believe he is happy as a teacher, because we are all teachers, and because he used to be proud of his school and teachers, and now I am proud of his students.
It's not time for work in the afternoon. I was lying in bed taking a lunch break when I heard someone knocking at the door. The lover asked several times: Who is it? I don't know if it's too quiet outside or if there is no answer. Anyway, my wife and I didn't hear it. My wife asked again, but there was still no response. I asked my lover to open the door, and then my lover said, your teacher is still resting, wait a minute. When my lover came to see me, he said, your students have come to send you flowers. At the same time, my two little girls each came to my bed with a bunch of flowers. I quickly pulled up my body covered by my feet and said in some confusion, sorry, I haven't got up yet. These two girls are not embarrassed at all. Two flowers came into my eyes, one wrapped in red paper and the other wrapped in green paper, which was very fragrant. At the same time, they said: teacher, we waited for a long time at school and came to your house without waiting for you. Happy holidays! I quickly replied: thank you. After the child turned away, I blamed my lover for not stopping me, which made me embarrassed. The lover said: there is nothing to be embarrassed about. After all, you are a fourth-grade child, which just shows the deep affection between teachers and students. I really envy you. You are so happy. I proudly said: Of course, as a teacher's family, you are also exposed and happy. The lover repeatedly said: Yes, yes.
After getting up, I put the flowers in a conspicuous position in the living room at home and took photos with my mobile phone. The photos were immediately uploaded to my Weibo, with a sentence attached: Happiness is that a teacher receives flowers and blessing messages on Teacher's Day, happiness …
Actually, as a teacher, there are many times when I feel happy. It is a very happy thing to see so many classmates twittering around me like birds every day. Besides, they will ask you such and such questions, even irrelevant questions. You can answer them seriously or make fun of them. They always give you admiring eyes and sweet smiles. In such a happy atmosphere, watching them grow up bit by bit and imagining that they will all become the pillars of the country in the future, spread all over the country, build the motherland and live a better life, you will feel extremely happy, although you are gradually aging, but always feel worthwhile.
Now I'm joining the school literature club. More precisely, my happiness now is to see all members of the club write boldly, record what they see, hear and feel, and write more and better words with their eyes and pens. When their articles win prizes or are affirmed by parents and teachers, it is the day when I get the greatest happiness.
Chapter four: I feel that Teacher's Day is coming again. Before that, I will be very excited. After all, it is my own festival, which many people envy.
This year's Teacher's Day is very happy! When the child came to the kindergarten in the morning, he brought us a swan with a piece of paper between the child and his mother, and attached a note: Happy holidays to the teacher! The children's nonstandard handwriting is particularly obvious on the paper. I can't tell you how happy I am when I see the present. Don't care about the price of gifts, only care about family ties.
I am a kindergarten teacher and live with my children every day. Although sometimes I get angry because my children are naughty, I also complain because I am very tired at work. But when I saw the children's immature eyes, all my anger and complaints were gone! Some people may say: how relaxed you kindergarten teachers are, just looking at the children! But only those who join us can truly understand the bitterness.
When children start to know the world because of me, start to paint beautiful things on paper, and start to express themselves in crisp words, I will be grateful to this profession, because only it can bring me such a sense of accomplishment.
What kind of life do you want? Children accompany them every day, stirring the passion of youth and leaving bursts of laughter on the road of life.
Nothing in life is a witness to the happiness of kindergarten teachers!
Article 5: I have not been a good student since I was a child, so I have always disliked teachers. Of course, I don't like many teachers. Even, I have a little bad feelings towards the teacher.
Because of naughty, my palm is not under the teacher's pointer, because I sleep in class, but my head has been baptized by many teaching AIDS such as chalk heads, blackboard erasers and textbooks. Because I didn't finish my homework, I once stood outside the classroom for three classes in a row. Therefore, when learning an article praising the teacher for "tirelessly teaching others", I always disapprovingly deny it in my heart. However, there is still widespread fear of teachers.
At that time, the status of teachers was quite high. In addition to the secretary of the brigade, there is also a prestigious teacher in the village. No student dares to go home and tell his parents after being insulted at school. Because the consequence of telling your parents is to get another beating.
When I was old, I transferred to the county to study. At that time, I finally understood a truth. Sometimes it is a kind of happiness to be beaten and scolded by the teacher, because the more serious punishment than beating and cursing is white eyes, and the more cruel punishment than white eyes is ignoring. I don't know if those teachers looked down on the country people at that time, and even a child couldn't think of many reasons. However, it is obvious that a living person is sitting there, but people just regard you as air. That kind of mood is the same depression. So every time the teacher asks questions in class, I always put my hands in the air and then stand up and say "I don't know" loudly. I don't know why I did it at that time, but I know it's better to be laughed at than ignored.
When I was in the fifth grade of primary school, suddenly one day, the head teacher asked me to visit our home. At that time, two words were more sensitive to students. One is "calling parents", which is generally used for bad students, and the other is "home visits", which is generally used for good students. I am ecstatic. God opened my eyes. After five years of school, a teacher came to my home for the first time. The taste in my heart is pride, hesitation, hesitation, anxiety and everything. Go home and tell dad carefully, and dad will say "I understand" with no expression. On Saturday afternoon, when I saw the class teacher leave with the precious flowerpot in the garden behind my bike, I also "understood".
I failed in primary school and was finally recommended to junior high school in the penultimate ranking of the whole school. When I was in the first grade, I was teased by a menopausal female math teacher and was punished in every class. After class, I played the game of "enclosure" with my classmates on campus, and was caught by the Chinese teacher, saying that I was young and my mind was full of decadent capitalist ideas. Do you think a game is worth it? Therefore, the profession of teachers is full of counter-judgment.
When I went to school, it was after Shaolin Temple was popular all over the country and Huo Yuanjia was popular in mainland China. So I stayed up at my classmate's house to watch the TV series Huo Yuanjia. Stay up late, you can't get up in the morning, and you are always late for school. Therefore, making up lies and skipping classes has become a common practice, and learning from teachers, forming gangs and fighting for a while have become the theme of life. By the second day of junior high school, finally, I was expelled from school.
Transferring to Nancun Township is the biggest turning point in my life. Because I met a good teacher, Mr. Chen Zhizhong. Strictly speaking, he didn't teach me, because he is the headmaster. President Chen is selfless, not to mention the students. Teachers are a little scared to see him. He is fair, does not cling to the powerful, does not bully the weak, has a rigorous style of study and sets an example.
Knowing my situation, he changed my life in three ways. The first trick, praise; And the praise is well-founded, which enhances my self-confidence. The second measure is to raise the stalk; I have been promoted to monitor and president of the student union, so I will be embarrassed to take care of others if I don't learn well. The third measure is to pressurize; I didn't have my own goal before, but President Chen set a goal for me. In less than a year and a half, I improved my academic performance from the bottom to more than 20 in the whole school.
Life is like blink of an eye. More than 20 years have passed in a blink of an eye. President Chen is full of peaches and plums. Maybe he has forgotten me as an unworthy student, but his help to my life will be remembered all my life. He used practical actions to make me understand that teaching is not the first in the profession of teachers, but educating talents is the most important. Bruner said: Teachers are not only disseminators of knowledge, but also models.
Perhaps, the bad luck of the past has passed! In the days to come, I met several good teachers. Some teachers give me care and some teachers give me equality, but they are not as heavy as those given by President Chen. He gave me two gifts, one is respect and the other is confidence.
In fact, there are many teachers around me. My fourth uncle is the principal of a primary school and my fifth uncle is the principal of a vocational high school. After work, many students became teachers and got more contact. I also understand it better. In fact, teachers are also human beings, with secular desires and sad times. Don't sanctify them, because the pressure under the sacred aura is equally great. A teacher is just a profession and a teacher, so he preaches, teaches and dispels doubts. I like it very much.
A classmate who is a teacher said: Teachers should do three things well. First, we should have professionalism and teach with heart; Second, noble personality, set an example; Third, we should enrich our knowledge and broaden our horizons. Do these three things well, and you will become an excellent teacher and make you feel reasonable. I want to send this message to all teachers and wish them a happy Teacher's Day.
Article 6: I have not been a good student since I was a child, so I have always disliked teachers. Of course, I don't like many teachers. Even, I have a little bad feelings towards the teacher.
Because of naughty, my palm is not under the teacher's pointer, because I sleep in class, but my head has been baptized by many teaching AIDS such as chalk heads, blackboard erasers and textbooks. Because I didn't finish my homework, I once stood outside the classroom for three classes in a row. Therefore, when learning an article praising the teacher for "tirelessly teaching others", I always disapprovingly deny it in my heart. However, there is still widespread fear of teachers.
At that time, the status of teachers was quite high. In addition to the secretary of the brigade, the village is also a prestigious teacher. No student dares to go home and tell his parents after being insulted at school. Because the consequence of telling your parents is to get another beating.
When I was old, I transferred to the county to study. At that time, I finally understood a truth. Sometimes it is a kind of happiness to be beaten and scolded by the teacher, because the more serious punishment than beating and cursing is white eyes, and the more cruel punishment than white eyes is ignoring. I don't know if those teachers looked down on the country people at that time, and even a child couldn't think of many reasons. However, it is obvious that a living person is sitting there, but people just regard you as air. That kind of mood is the same depression. So every time the teacher asks questions in class, I always put my hands in the air and then stand up and say "I don't know" loudly. I don't know why I did it at that time, but I know it's better to be laughed at than ignored.
When I was in the fifth grade of primary school, suddenly one day, the head teacher asked me to visit our home. At that time, two words were more sensitive to students. One is "calling parents", which is generally used for bad students, and the other is "home visits", which is generally used for good students. I am ecstatic. God opened my eyes. After five years of school, a teacher came to my home for the first time. The taste in my heart is pride, hesitation, hesitation, anxiety and everything. Go home and tell dad carefully, and dad will say "I understand" with no expression. On Saturday afternoon, when I saw the class teacher leave with the precious flowerpot in the garden behind my bike, I also "understood".
I failed in primary school and was finally recommended to junior high school in the penultimate ranking of the whole school. When I was in the first grade, I was teased by a menopausal female math teacher and was punished in every class. After class, I played the game of "enclosure" with my classmates on campus, and was caught by the Chinese teacher, saying that I was young and my mind was full of decadent capitalist ideas. Do you think a game is worth it? Therefore, the profession of teachers is full of counter-judgment.
When I went to school, it was after Shaolin Temple was popular all over the country and Huo Yuanjia was popular in mainland China. So I stayed up at my classmate's house to watch the TV series Huo Yuanjia. Stay up late, you can't get up in the morning, and you are always late for school. Therefore, making up lies and skipping classes has become a common practice, and learning from teachers, forming gangs and fighting for a while have become the theme of life. By the second day of junior high school, finally, I was expelled from school.
Transferring to Nancun Township is the biggest turning point in my life. Because I met a good teacher, Mr. Chen Zhizhong. Strictly speaking, he didn't teach me, because he is the headmaster. President Chen is selfless, not to mention the students. Teachers are a little scared to see him. He is fair, does not cling to the powerful, does not bully the weak, has a rigorous style of study and sets an example.
Knowing my situation, he changed my life in three ways. The first trick, praise; And the praise is well-founded, which enhances my self-confidence. The second measure is to raise the stalk; I have been promoted to monitor and president of the student union, so I will be embarrassed to take care of others if I don't learn well. The third measure is to pressurize; I didn't have my own goal before, but President Chen set a goal for me. In less than a year and a half, I improved my academic performance from the bottom to more than 20 in the whole school.
Life is like blink of an eye. More than 20 years have passed in a blink of an eye. President Chen is full of peaches and plums. Maybe he has forgotten me as an unworthy student, but his help to my life will be remembered all my life. He used practical actions to make me understand that teaching is not the first in the profession of teachers, but educating talents is the most important. Bruner said: Teachers are not only disseminators of knowledge, but also models.
Perhaps, the bad luck of the past has passed! In the days to come, I met several good teachers. Some teachers give me care and some teachers give me equality, but they are not as heavy as those given by President Chen. He gave me two gifts, one is respect and the other is confidence.
In fact, there are many teachers around me. My fourth uncle is the principal of a primary school and my fifth uncle is the principal of a vocational high school. After work, many students became teachers and got more contact. I also understand it better. In fact, teachers are also human beings, with secular desires and sad times. Don't sanctify them, because the pressure under the sacred aura is equally great. A teacher is just a profession and a teacher, so he preaches, teaches and dispels doubts. I like it very much.
A classmate who is a teacher said: Teachers should do three things well. First, we should have professionalism and teach with heart; Second, noble personality, set an example; Third, we should enrich our knowledge and broaden our horizons. Do these three things well, and you will become an excellent teacher and make you feel reasonable. I want to send this message to all teachers and wish them a happy Teacher's Day.
Chapter 7: Teacher, you have worked hard. Since ancient times, you have been sad and lonely in autumn. However, today's autumn is better than the spring dynasty. Saying goodbye to the splendor of midsummer, the fruitful autumn has a trace of sacredness and solemnity, which seems to remind us that in this most beautiful season, there is a person who has a holiday, and a sense of gratitude should be sublimated for him.
There is no need to mention the name of that person, the name of that festival, but we should never forget the bits and pieces together with him. Please listen, please remember and be grateful.
Teachers, Happy Teachers' Day!
Everyone's shining youth is embellished by teachers, countless youths are passionate about generate through the careful guidance of teachers, countless dreams are realized through the help of teachers, and countless souls are ambitious through the careful carving of teachers! On the land of China, countless touching stories write the eternal glory of teachers. The teachers around us may not shine in China, but they must be equally great!
When you think hard about a difficult problem but have no clue, it is he who patiently answers and accurately describes the dark clouds in your heart;
When you are hit hard by setbacks but can't stand straight, it is his firm eyes and profound words that make you regain your lost confidence;
When you feel exhausted because of fatigue and loneliness, it is his warm hands that silently believe in consolidating your brilliant tomorrow!
Maybe you often complain, why is there so much demand in the class? Why is homework so difficult? However, when the brilliance of "Three Good Classes" shines on everyone's smiling face, when proud achievements climb to the peak of victory, and when outstanding personality accompanies the footsteps of life, you will find that you and your teacher are comrades-in-arms, and you will suffer when you are tired; You and your teacher are relatives, so you can share them when you are happy. You and the teacher are bosom friends, and the wind is smooth!
It was the teacher who held an oil-paper umbrella and met you in the rain lane of knowledge, telling you about Cambridge. It is the teacher who takes you wandering in the hereditary sea of flowers with peas in his arms and tells you the wonderful phenomenon of separation; It is the teacher who changes the latitude and longitude that takes you across the gorgeous territory and shows you the vastness of ocean currents and mountains. It is the teacher's comments on the past and present, which helps you to cross the passionate ruling and opposition, and help you realize your dream of feeling between heaven and man! Elegant function, profound philosophy, beautiful words, all these are the seeds you planted deeply for us, just waiting for the moment when you broke ground!
We remember all this;
We will still remember all this!
You have paid too much, and the years have already been wrapped in silver. Let's make a promise here:
Live up to those who help, and create brilliance together!
A thousand words, only this sentence can express our gratitude, let's say it together:
Teacher, you have worked hard!
Chapter 8: See also Teacher's Day.
I have been teaching for nearly twenty years, but I have not paid much attention to Teacher's Day, perhaps because I have no sense of accomplishment.
There are still two days before Teacher's Day this year. In addition to the news that the school is going to send out teachers' day benefits (there is not much left after deducting the electricity bill), the campus is full of laughter. Everything is the same. The days of teaching are like an old landscape painting, with no color and no aesthetic feeling.
Just sit in front of the computer and struggle, let the mouse click on the screen and cross the window of the soul. Inadvertently saw such a post in the school post bar: "Why has Teacher's Day become a festival of' unreasonable charges'?" After careful investigation, it turned out that some class cadres collected money in class to celebrate Teacher's Day, which was characterized as "arbitrary charges" by netizens. Is this a random charge?
It is commendable for teachers to express their ideas during holidays, but what some students do is shocking! I feel scared when I think of Teacher's Day last year, and I still have a lingering fear.
On the afternoon of Teacher's Day last year, I went to class as usual. As soon as I entered the classroom, I was dumbfounded: the students put desks around the classroom, leaving a space in the middle. There are drinks and melon seeds on the desk, and some have ribbons in their hands, which have long been solemn and respectful. God, what should we do? The school is not closed and there is no holiday. Is this ok? While I was hesitating, several classmates rushed in front of me, picked up ribbons and bombarded me. My head, face and whole body are covered with colorful foam, so I can't open my eyes. A pungent smell rushed into my insides, and I suddenly felt my stomach tumbling down and I was short of breath! What's wrong with these guys? They celebrate the festival for their teachers!
But the embarrassing thing is that they want me to perform! I do have a hobby. I like singing, but I like to indulge myself and do whatever I want. Speaking of performance, I can't do it. My characteristic is frankness, and I won't do any performance or affectation. But those students insisted on catching the duck on the shelf, and they shouted before I could speak! I really don't understand whether this is a teacher's festival or a student's carnival. This is how they understand the meaning of Teacher's Day!
What this year's Teacher's Day will look like may be unpredictable. However, some classes are already collecting money. Will they make it big to show their respect for teachers and the significance of Teacher's Day?
Maybe I'm not fashionable enough to appreciate life, so I'm very picky about this way of celebrating. Students' respect for teachers can't be poured out on this day, but should be permeated in the dribs and drabs of * * * learning together and getting along with * * *, which is reflected in the respect for teachers' personality and labor achievements, and the respect for teachers' moral integrity is combined with the endless attitude towards learning, so that teachers can share the joy of students' success and realize the pride of being a ladder.
Some of our students like to wear masks. They give you blessings and gifts on Teachers' Day, and call you mean and mean on other days. They even try their best to abuse and insult their feelings and spread dirty and harmful influences. The post of "New Evaluation of No.2 Middle School" in the semester still haunts the world. If our students can't change their understanding and evaluate their teachers objectively, what's the point of such a Teacher's Day?
Therefore, such a Teacher's Day is nothing more than a matter of fact, and such "arbitrary charges" should also stop!
A warm word, a warm greeting, an affectionate eye, and a knowing conversation can narrow the distance between hearts, embody the perfection of human nature, take off the gorgeous coat, eliminate the utilitarian color, restore the true colors of Teacher's Day, and live a Teacher's Day full of true love and harvest!
I hope my Teacher's Day is SMS, phone greeting and QQ message!