Growing up, is to quietly blossom their own flowers to know Teacher Wang Lei, it should be accidental. "Kiss his teacher and believe in his way." Students like you, and needless to say, they will enjoy your class and will learn the subjects you teach.
Professor Ye Lan once said: "It is difficult for a teacher to become a famous teacher if he writes a lifetime of teaching plans, but if he writes three years of reflection, he may become a famous teacher." "Reflection in education and teaching is actually a process of self-motivation, self-regulation, self-improvement, self-reinforcement, and self-improvement. The growth of teachers needs to be accumulated, it needs to be accumulated, and it needs to be rich. I think that after such a process, teachers will grow rapidly, and such a classroom will be attractive and full of charm.
1. Please don't reject me
Midterm exams, Bowen exams smashed. I know, he's sad. He loves to read, and his sensitivity to language and writing is very high, but this time, because of the deduction of more points for reading questions, he missed his ideal score. Carefully analyzing the exam paper, the two multiple choice questions in the reading questions were inadvertently caused by losing points, so I was not in a hurry. What he lacks is not ability, but meditation. Throughout the lesson, he lowered his head, and the chubby man buried his thick body deep in the crook of his arm. Towards the end of class, I set aside a few minutes to take the opportunity to talk to the children about what I understood to mean the fractions.
Since I started school, every time the results are announced, there are some joys and some sorrows. In fact, I have been wondering, is there a more suitable evaluation method? Dilute the score, but never ignore its existence. Parents want to know their children's learning through scores, and after each practice paper, parents always ask me how many children are in the class. In the face of such a consultation, although I understand, I am helpless. I never rank children in a row, because every child is unique. However, the requirements of parents, I will meet them in a suitable way. How to make an appropriate feedback? I will roughly introduce the test in the form of a fractional or equivalent, without mentioning the name of any child, so that parents can roughly know the child's learning status in the recent period.
Every time we practice the test, it is not difficult for us to find that the children's gains are inseparable from their daily efforts. However, we have to consider the occasional factor in the exam process. Bowen was like that, who was perfectly capable of achieving better results, but deducted 6 points for carelessness. But carelessness cannot be a reason, and it is only by taking it as a warning that it can be waved away. Seeing Bowen's sad look, I especially wanted to give him a warm comfort, a regret and recognition. What I want children to understand is that they must have the courage and ability to face setbacks, and they must have the wisdom and responsibility to reflect on setbacks. And I, of course, will not examine the position of children in my heart because of the good or bad test results.
So, in the face of a sluggish blog post, I opened my arms and said, "Come, Teacher Wang hugs you!" "The children are envious, because they all know that my arms will always open to beauty. The kids love my hugs and I love hugging them too. When their little bodies were pressed against me, the satisfaction of being a teacher instantly rose and swelled. However, Bowen shook his head resolutely with tears in his eyes. The children were stunned, as surprised as I was. The child next to him said, "You're crazy! Teacher Wang's hug! Go fast, go fast! How the classmates around Ren pushed and shoved, Bowen just shed tears, still did not take a step. So I walked over to him and opened my arms again, but he still shook his head in refusal. At that moment, I was puzzled, even a little annoyed. It's not because I can't hang on to my face when I'm rejected, but because Bowen doesn't understand my good intentions.
"Bowen, what are you doing?" "Don't cry! Teacher Wang came and hugged you, how happy you are! "You're stupid! Give the teacher a hug! "The children are tongue-tied, but Bowen doesn't move, just keeps his head down and doesn't look at me." It's not like his style, it's not a weekday blog post. So I asked him, "Can you give Teacher Wang a reason to refuse?" Bowen looked up, tears hanging from his entire face. Because I disappointed Teacher Wang, I want to wait until I am good enough to give Teacher Wang a satisfactory hug! The child sobbed and said these words, and in an instant, I cried. Bowen's tears flowed into my heart along his words, and my heart ached. This kid refuses to hug because it disappoints me, refuses to hug because he thinks he's not qualified, and refuses to hug because he cares so much about my hug. I hugged him tightly in my arms, and he didn't resist, his chubby body sobbing in my arms, and I knew that at that moment, I must give him a big, tight hug, because he deserved it.
The children couldn't help but give us applause, and many children burst into tears. I know that children are not easy, and they want to gain after giving, but there is always chance. As long as it is gold, it will always shine. Blog's "refusal to hug" makes me believe again, even if I don't get good results, why not? What they gain is the emotion that is more important than the grade in their life, and if a child has good emotions and self-worth, will his future be inferior?
The road ahead is long and unimaginable; the road to the future is full of thorns, but it is also full of infinite beauty. Make yourself stronger, and you have not only my hugs, but also the hugs of the whole world. So, children, don't reject me, because I love every good or soon to be good!
2, if you can do it again
Maybe I can't do a lot, but if I can do it all over again, I'll try to do my best. Today, everything is fine. But when school was over in the afternoon, I burst into tears without hesitation. He, transferred to another school and left. He was the boy in our class who made me saddest. He is very naughty, but even naughty children have reasons to be forgiven. Because he was a child after all. The hurt he brought to me stemmed from his mom. I don't know what kind of person his mother really is, and what kind of a mother she is.
The unpleasantness between us is because his homework is often not written. I was very worried that after communicating with his mother, instead of seeking his mother's help, I was puzzled and complained, and even blamed and insulted. There was a time when my heart was cold. I don't know if my educational ideals are really far away from the ideal education. But the encouragement and recognition around me calmed my mood a lot. Think about it, where is the smooth sailing on the road to growth? As long as you have a clear conscience and try your best to do a good job, I think, this is enough.
His father had apologized to me and was vaguely aware that something had changed in his family. At that time, I thought, no matter what, I should not be angry with the teacher! This incident has brought me some shadows and frustrations. But for the children, there is no complaint. Because he is innocent, I can't and shouldn't transfer my thoughts about his mother to my children. But he really worried the teacher. I talked to Mr. Ke Ren, and they all reflected that he was naughty in class, did not write homework, and did bring a lot of trouble and confusion to our work. However, I always feel that this is not his problem alone, and he has already suffered a lot of pain. If he had received the same love as other children, maybe he wouldn't have been.
I remember one day, he came late, almost close to class. Watching him stand listlessly at the door of the class, I realized that his mood was terrible, otherwise, his face would hardly have appeared gloomy, which had always been naughty. Sure enough, his mom and dad eventually divorced, and he was sentenced to dad. The child has no heart and no lungs, and continues to chase and fight between classes, but occasionally sits in a place and thinks quietly about his heart. The breakdown of the family will inevitably bring endless harm to the child, explicit or implicit, will exist. His condition is getting worse, his performance has been unsatisfactory before, and now it is even worse. After communicating with his father, I found that the results were very small, and I can understand that maybe at this moment, his father is in a state of anxiety and exhausted, so he has no time to take care of it.
Once, I didn't have time to eat breakfast, so I brought two eggs to the office, hoping to treat my stomach again between classes. When he was reading early with the children, he dragged himself into the classroom, still listless. I know, today, that his breakfast must have been uneaten again, his clothes not yet neatly dressed, and his T-shirt was the opposite, alas, poor boy. I called him outside the classroom and handed him two eggs, and for the first time, I saw him cry. I have never seen a child eat eggs so sadly, in fact, the child has a number in his heart, but he can't express it, and he doesn't know who to express it to. I touched his head and said softly, "Silly boy, eat!" ”
For some time afterwards, he lived with his grandparents. During that time, he had improved somewhat, at least in class, he was no longer as crooked and mischievous as before, and he could sit quietly for a few minutes. Homework, he can write a little, although the writing situation is quite bad, the accuracy rate is almost zero, but he knows that the first thing he does when he comes home is to write homework, and he remembers to take the homework to school the next day and hand it over to the teacher. I think, this is progress! But objectively speaking, compared with other children, he caused me too much trouble for teachers and classmates. Sometimes I feel helpless. I even thought: How worry-free it would be if he wasn't in this class! At least not so worried, at least don't worry about the bomb will explode at any time, at least the risk factor of children's activities between classes should be reduced...
However, today, when his grandfather appeared at the door of the class, I was surprised. Grandpa told me he was going to turn away. Because the school was too far from his grandfather's house, they were also old and did not have enough energy to pick him up and drop off, so they transferred him to an elementary school only 200 meters from home. His grandfather said a lot of "thank you", "thank you" to me. I have imagined the arrival of this day countless times, but it really came, why am I so sad and unwilling? Grandpa said he would take him to the new school to report tomorrow. I walked into the classroom and looked at him, and he looked at me, and I suddenly had the urge to cry, and I said, "The teacher wants to hug you!" He came over, and slowly, I hugged him in my arms, and he was a little shy, a little surprised, but he was crying. This was the second time I had seen him crying, and my heart was cold. I really don't want to know, I don't know if he can adapt in the new class; I don't know if he can go to school after eating every day; I don't know if he will grow up happily without maternal love; I don't know if he will remember this Teacher Wang.
He was gone, and there were too many too many words to say to him. Finally, I said with tears in my eyes, "You're going to be well!" The teacher loves you! "He was gone, carrying his school bag, carrying my remembrance and anticipation, and was gone. Take two steps and turn back two steps. I really hope, really bless, that his future can be happy. Maybe he can't do it well, but I want him to be happy. Because life has given him enough pain, after all, he is only an 8-year-old child...
He left, as I wished, but my heart ached. If I can come back, I am really willing to get closer to him again, I am willing to do my best to accompany him to grow, I am willing to be more patient, more tolerant, more waiting, I am willing to do more and more things, as long as it helps his growth, even if it is only a little bit.
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