I am a village teacher

Ten years ago, I graduated from college, lamented the fate of people, all kinds of recruited teachers, repeatedly failed, think of the original is not as good as their own classmates in the county or the city to find a good job, and I was only admitted to the special post teacher, assigned to a small mountain village - Tuanjie Township, as a child pampered habit of growing up in the county town, even the crops can not be distinguished, I shudder when I think of the harsh conditions in the countryside, I really want to give up my job and go out to run. However, a thought always comes back to my mind, since there is an "iron rice bowl", don't be afraid of the hardships of the conditions, young people always have to do something. So I walked into the campus, got on the podium, and began to experience the life of a rural primary school and the taste of being a rural teacher, and I really didn't expect that ten years had passed since this insistence on teaching.

At that time, the walls of the school's dormitories were empty, the glass was broken, and the dust was all over the ground, and I was dumbfounded. In winter, the wind outside the window whizzes in, and a little water poured on the floor tiles will freeze. At night, rats also often make guests. I was most afraid of rats and could only sleep with my head covered. Once the rat got into my bag, and I brought it home without knowing it. Didn't get early in the morning at school and was hungry. The dishes at noon and dinner remain unchanged. The thought of giving up crosses my mind from time to time. However, I was greatly encouraged by the school leaders, and I was touched by the children's eager eyes and heart-warming stories. The firm voice of "down" sounded in my heart, completely overcoming the abandonment, and perhaps the harsh conditions needed me to stay more. Most of the children here are boarding, and in the face of such a group of left-behind children who lack family care, the school has become a haven for them to learn and live, and I have become their intimate "mother" and teacher from Monday to Friday.

At that time, he was a new teacher, had never been exposed to primary school education, and did not know much about the psychological personality of primary school students. The teaching work is not familiar, coupled with his young and fleshy personality, so there are many adaptations. I bravely faced these discomforts and prepared the lessons carefully. Whenever I encounter difficulties, I will tell myself: even if I can't be a good teacher, I must be a competent teacher. If it comes, it will be safe. Since you have become a teacher, you must be strict with yourself. I realized that teaching rural elementary school students was a difficult and great project. They need me as a professional English teacher, need to lay a solid foundation, and need to walk every step of the way.

Slowly, I tasted the sweetness of sweating, and I felt the children's gradual recognition and love for me from their hearts. I remember when I first picked up the fifth grade, the students in the class saw that I was a young teacher, and a few students deliberately made trouble, I let them remember the words, and the people were biased against each other, saying: "Teacher, I just can't remember" made me really want to beat them up or cry a lot to vent. But reason told me: I am a teacher, and I want to be a teacher. It is in children's nature to have fun. So I seized on this feature of them, racked my brains to make up some English nursery rhymes, made English games, let them like English classes, and truly accepted me as a new teacher from the heart. For those students who don't remember words, I will touch their heads kindly, look at him with approving eyes, and then say to the whole class: "Classmates, in fact, it is very good for so-and-so to remember words." "These students can memorize even two words with confidence. And I make up the words into stories for the students to remember. For example, "tomorrow" (in tomorrow, t and m each brought a 0, and his two sons also took a 0, went to w). Or make the word of the week "You shoot one, I shoot one, Monday..." Clap your hands to children's songs. I didn't expect to use these methods, and everyone remembered it really fast. I always encourage them: you are all on the same starting line, as long as you are diligent in learning, you will definitely gain. My encouraging attitude gradually changed the way students thought of me. Let them feel that the teacher is very kind and kind, rather than being daunted and avoiding it.

I still remember one time, I insisted on lecturing with illness and was unconscious. When I returned from illness and studied in the evening, there was no light in the classroom, and I walked into the classroom confusedly: "Snapped" the light on, and all kinds of "golden gold" fragments sprayed on me, my face, and my head. There was also a glittering "heart" on the table. A voice sounded in the ear, "Teacher, you have worked hard, welcome back." Then the children giggled, laughing so sweetly. The blackboard also neatly wrote "The teacher has worked hard." At that time, I was deeply immersed in happiness and emotion. The children's golden hearts are in my eyes and in my heart.

Later, the state strongly supported rural education, and our classes and dormitories changed their appearance. The earth stove was replaced with a warm radiator, the brick floor became floor tiles, and the rats no longer patronized. The state has also issued subsidies for rural living, and students and teachers have three meals a day, which are rich and diverse. If the state attaches so much importance to rural education, it is even more necessary to need teachers who contribute to rural education. As a result, I became more determined and confident to continue to be a rural teacher. In that decade, I brought out seven graduating classes, some of whom went to college. I am really happy that they can go out of the mountain village and go to a higher school. At the same time, I felt a little guilty about my own children and husband. For the sake of the country children, when my son was four months old and my daughter was six months old, I chose to wean them and chose to go to work without hesitation. When my daughter was young, her legs were burned and her ass was cut, and I couldn't take care of her. Every time I saw the scars on her body, it stung my heart deeply. For the sake of more left-behind children, my own children became "left-behind children". Here, I really especially appreciate my husband's support and understanding of me. He was both a father and a mother, without any complaints. Today, my daughter is in kindergarten, my son has just started elementary school, and my husband still plays the dual role of family. My husband always jokes about "who made you a village teacher"? When I got home, I would sometimes tell them stories about the children in my class. There was a student in the class, her mother had leukemia and died, her father was neurotic, no one cared about her, often stole other students' instant noodles, and even once I saw her in the playground picking up discarded instant noodle residue, and afraid of other people's jokes, I lay there, pretending to play, in fact, licking the residue of instant noodles. The children listened and kept saying, "Mom, she's so pathetic, she doesn't have a mom." My husband offered me advice and let me buy a lot of instant noodles. I asked her to return the instant noodles, and if she wanted to eat them, she had to study hard, and I took the instant noodles as her reward. Let her understand that there is a reward for giving, and stealing is a shameful act. I know I am fulfilling a more honorable responsibility and a promise to change the lives of our children. Although I only contributed my own modest efforts, I had no regrets about the original choice, and I always loved the profession of teacher and the children in the countryside.

In the countryside, I experienced the joy and happiness of being a teacher all the time. I am happy when I create a lively and open classroom, clap hands and sing with students, and enjoy learning English together; when I provide a stage for children to show their English talents; when I see children wandering in the confusion of life path, I show them the direction; when I see children's thirst for knowledge and see their simple and kind hearts, I am touched again. I will devote myself to the work of education and will use my light to illuminate the dreams in the hearts of children. Mr. Tao Xingzhi said, "Go with a heart, but don't take half a blade of grass with you." In fact, education is a cause of heart collision and love. As long as our hearts are full of love and love our profession, we will delve deeply into the teaching materials, as long as our hearts are full of love and love our students, we will listen carefully to the children's voices and cherish their unique feelings. Love is the essence of life, and it is great in the ordinary. Love is the dew of the cause, and it is precious when it dries up. Without love, there will be no golden autumn of life. Without love, educating children will be difficult to move forward. I am willing to cast the pillars of striving with full love. Meteors will glide across the sky in a fleeting moment, leaving a trail. And I will also use my meager strength to strive to make youth shine, let the dream heat up, and ignite the dream in the hearts of the children.

I am such an ordinary village teacher. Engaged in the work of the root, I no longer envy the brilliance of the flowers, nor do I envy the prosperity of the green leaves, I will only think of the grassroots like the roots, silent dedication, thinking about how to harvest the fruitful golden autumn. Walking up to the three-foot podium, for the sake of the children in the country, I have no complaints and no regrets, and I will go down firmly...