Any class in the school will change, and as an experimental class, there will be students who adjust every semester, and there will be new students who will adjust in. People always have feelings, as a teacher, it is often a difficult feeling for the students who adjust out, and the new students will face new run-ins.
One day, I received a series of text messages: "Dear Teacher Zhang, Hello. ...... I may be too excited today, plus I don't speak very much, some of the language may be too intense, and I hope you forgive me, thank you! The text message was sprinkled with more than 2,000 words, and I immediately replied, and then asked, "Who are you?" But there was no answer. I then dialed my phone, but no one answered, goodbye, no one answered, and I dialed again later, and still no one answered. The next day, I dialed it twice in a row, and it was still the same. According to the content of the text message, I secretly did a rehearsal among my classmates, and no one admitted it. Who will it be? Today's students have mobile phones, and I have the phone numbers of the parents on hand, so I cleverly ask each student to write down their mobile phone numbers and look them up one by one, but they can't compare. "Who will it be?" I asked myself. "Why do you have to know who it is?" I answered myself.
Two days later, many students sitting in the last two rows of the classroom came to me together, and they reflected that they could not see me in the back, especially the math teacher had more board books, so they needed to adjust forward. I promised to discuss with the students and class leaders sitting in front of me later. Who is the weakest of the many students? The students were all enthusiastic people, and a class cadre sitting in the front row wanted to exchange seats with them, but they did not expect that many students in the back were clamoring to sit in front, which made the class cadres very angry and sad.
During the evening study, I found a classmate to talk about the seat transfer. She said, "The seats in our class only swap horizontally once a month, and there should be a vertical swap." I said, "The classroom should be aesthetically pleasing, with a short one sitting in the front and a big one sitting in the back, looking natural and smooth." She said, "The students sitting in the front listen to the lecture well, and the students sitting in the back listening to the class are not doing well, which is not fair!"
And I replied, "What's so unfair about the seats by size, there are students who are doing well in the front, there are students who are studying well in the back, fairness is relative, there is absolute fairness!" And I went on to say, "If you're going to be absolutely fair, we can grab it, and you're going to sit in which seat you're in." And she said, "We can try." I said, "That's ridiculous!" She was a little excited, and she said, "One class did that, and my original class, and there was another class that had a vertical exchange." I said, "Each class has its own reality, so why should we apply the model of other classes?"
She said, "Teacher! Why do we have to stick to the rules, and not change, try it? Looking at her excitedly, I said, "Calm down, can we talk later?" With tears in her eyes, she said, "I don't want to talk to you about anything more." It was late, and the building was empty. And I said to her, "Maybe your plan makes sense, and the teacher is also talking about democracy, so think about your own plan, and everybody will discuss it at the Class Meeting on Monday, and if everybody agrees, we can do what you say." Why is the student so excited, why do you look at the problem and the teacher in this way? At this point, I suddenly felt that this classmate's way of speaking and doing things was similar to that of the classmate who texted me on my mobile phone, and I asked her if she had ever texted me, and she said no. I feel that I start with the person who sent the short message to solve the problem of adjusting the seat.
The next morning, I asked my classmates who might be texting, but I still didn't know. The students privately passed on the teacher's questions, and the class was a little chaotic. I have decided to make this matter public. In the afternoon, I smiled and said to everyone, "A classmate sent me a short message, it was very well written, and I also replied with a text message, but she ignored me, and I gave everyone her text message and my reply: Dear Teacher Zhang... Teachers and students should be honest with each other... First of all, there is no such thing as whether teachers and students can see it or not... Second, the ancient hierarchy will surely be overthrown..."
I went on to say: "I completely agree with the content of her text messages, if I have any shortcomings and problems, I will change them, I want to communicate with her, my reply is: You said these words, I am very happy, if I can communicate in person, I will be happier, we make progress together!" The teacher will not always be right, the student will also have to work hard, as long as we are in the same heart, everything you say will not become a problem for your progress. The students were very curious about this kind of thing, and they asked her what her mobile phone number was, and wanted to help me check it. I was dazzled, I couldn't see clearly for a while, it was not good to read, Wang Menghan took the mobile phone and read the mobile phone number, who knew that no one was familiar with it, no one knew.
Some classmates said, will it be a text message from other classmates, I smiled. At this time, I have a relaxed face, but my heart is very nervous, will there be any side effects in this way, do I need to inform the relevant departments and leaders of the school? During the evening self-study, I remembered that the students gave a special explanation: "It's cold, and the students live together at night, so they should pay more attention." At 12 o'clock in the evening, I had a text message on my phone: "My original idea was to treat the previous text message as an anonymous letter, and the reason why I sent it was because I respected you, I trusted you, and I felt that you would think about the questions I asked.
I'm disappointed, I don't see respect for me in your approach, and you don't understand that I really don't want to interview you? It's fun to make the number public, isn't it? Don't you know this is my privacy? Can't you respect my choice? Received so many 'harassing' calls today, at 11:30, someone was still calling! I understand that I'm learning for myself, I'm not going to talk to the teacher, and I'm going to study as hard as I used to, just as if it didn't happen, and I hope the texting thing is over. Thank you! "Tell me, who you are, kid." I replied.
"I beg you not to ask again, please! Ｐｌｅａｓｅ！ It's so painful, I don't need this number, just let it end like this. I'm tired, I'm going to sleep, good night. You're sleepy, you're going to sleep, can the teacher sleep? At this time, the television was broadcasting the incident of the two female middle school students in Sichuan taking their lives lightly, and everyone was saddened by it. I texted her again, "If you don't face me like this, things will get complicated." I couldn't sleep all night.
Early in the morning, my phone displayed a text message: "Out of curiosity, I looked at it again, I sent a text message on a whim, and now I want to calm down and study, can you tell me why you have to know who sent it?" When I read it early, I said to my classmates with a serious face: "You can't talk too casually, and you have to take responsibility for doing things." The reason why I have to find the person who texts is because there are words like this in the text: ... You and your parents value the results of the moment, and with the pressure of other students, I am about to be driven crazy, my pride has been worn out, and I am afraid that I will see blood when I grind again...'
Do you know how much pressure you have on your teachers with such words? After texting you are all right, can the teacher be at peace? Did you know that I took special measures last night? If you see blood, you will crush your parents, you will destroy the teachers, you will defile the school. People always have to take responsibility, this student will go to the student as soon as possible to explain, and if you don't explain it before 12 noon, things will be more serious. ”
Then there was a text message on the phone: "Teacher Zhang is really sorry, I didn't know that a text message took you so much trouble, I was really on a whim, I really didn't think about it so much, the sentence you read was just a simple metaphor, like a joke." I'm still a kid, I really can't talk, you called me a kid yesterday, I think about it now and I don't think I'm doing it, this time it's my mistake! Between classes, the class cadre came to me and said that the problem of seating was solved.
I asked how it was solved, and she said that several of my classmates who couldn't see clearly in math class sat in the aisles on either side of the classroom while they were in math class. I asked the math teacher how he reacted, and she said that the math teacher was very happy to see that the enthusiasm of the students to learn math was so high, and they praised it. I said: Look! This is the best ending. It not only solves the problem of seating for students, but also ignites the teacher's enthusiasm for teaching, and our classroom has a unique landscape. You take care of the students in front of you, and you have to be more enthusiastic and more attentive to the students sitting in the aisle.
The last class at noon began like this: Student Jin Tong gave you a brief report: The other day she signed up for the National (Chinese Youth) Knowledge and Ability Competition, and there were 36 people who signed up, except for 3 middle school students, the rest were students from major colleges and universities. There were 5 rounds of the competition, and at the end of the competition, an uncle met her and said that he would take her to visit the United Nations headquarters during the summer vacation. She then searched the Internet, and the uncle turned out to be the former Deputy Secretary-General of the United Nations.
After listening to the report, the students could not help but applaud and congratulate. At this time, I said to everyone, everyone is happy to hear such news! Jin Tong is really lucky to have the privilege of getting to know the former Deputy Secretary-General of the United Nations, and what makes us even happier is that Jin Tong is right next to us, right in front of our eyes, as long as you can open your eyes and look for beauty, there are many students like Jin Tong in our class. If you see them all as gods, you will be far away from them, and you will have a lot of complaints and admiration.
The classmate who texted me thought it was always unfair, thinking that in the eyes of the teacher, there were only "goddesses" such as Yi Jia, Cong, and Yu Han, a false god? She is not Liu Xiang, she only ran the fourth place in the women's 200 meters in Beijing, and only the fourth place in Beijing! Isn't the homework done by Satoshi worthy of the teacher's praise and the students' learning? YuHan has a god, she has not studied mathematics well, and has only passed the first place in the class once.
You think they're "goddesses," and that's because you're too far away from them, and that's because you don't know what a "god" is. You've all taken the exam, how many points have you scored in the exam? There is a "god" in the history of Luhe Middle School, his name is Ji Tao, I and his father were colleagues, in the middle school examination, he first looked at the papers of each subject, and then he lay down on the desk to sleep, 15 minutes before the end of the exam before he answered the paper, and he was the first in Tongzhou District when he took the middle school entrance examination. After that, he won the gold medal in the National Mathematics and Physics Competition several times in Beijing No. 4 Middle School.
This is called "God." In my eyes, there is no "god", and there is no hierarchy, but there are one group after another of role models for everyone to learn from. Only by admiring a person can it be possible to learn from a person. You say teachers should learn from young people, yes! People have to learn from each other, and people have to learn forever. But people not only have physical age, but also psychological age. I'm 54 years old, you're 17 years old, you look younger than me, but is your heart as young as mine?
Are you sunny? Are you open-minded? When you have a whim, go and toss other people, and when your efforts recede, you just take care of yourself. You only know how to learn for yourself, and you don't associate your personal learning with the rise and fall of the world; you only know that when you are happy, you can be comfortable, you don't know that people are worried and worried before the world, and people are happy and happy; you only have a personal abacus, not a worldview, a cosmology. The more I talked, the more excited I became, and so were my classmates.
The whole class stood up and expressed their affection and respect for the teacher with a song "Home of the Heart". After class, the students are still excited. Wanting walked up to me and said, "Teacher, I'm so excited, let me hug you!" Zhiyu said, "We saw roses on the winter day in December. Teacher, thank you! ”