The taste of success.
The taste of success may first come to mind is sweetness, but when you think about it, there is a slight sourness in the sweetness. I just entered the second year of junior high school, my score was 14, which was not good in the class, everyone did not do well in the first math test, and only two people wrote the last question correctly, one was me and the other was a math genius Xiao A. The teacher was surprised when he saw the exam papers. I saw her look at the exam paper in her hand and then at me, meaning to let me go up. I was thrilled to have the opportunity to be praised at the beginning of the school year.
But what I heard immediately made me completely arrogant.
You've done this question before, right?Or did a teacher make it up to you during the summer vacation?The teacher didn't look at me, and said this in a high-pitched voice.
I ......I didn't, I did it myself. "Being frightened by the teacher's words, and being so close to the teacher for the first time, made me speak a little sluggishly.
It's okay, let's go down. "The teacher was expressionless, and I was very sad.
The next day in math class, the scores of yesterday's exam papers have come out. The teacher said that she only approved the scores of five people who scored more than 85 points, and the rest did not score. Because I didn't do well in the exam.
I listened patiently, and the names of the five people were quickly reported, but there was no name on them. I thought: maybe I didn't do it well. As soon as the exam paper arrived, I was immediately dumbfounded, and an obvious score of 87 came into my eyes. This score did not make me happy, on the contrary, it deeply pierced the heart of a little girl who loves mathematics. My tears kept falling like pearls with broken threads.
After class, I didn't go to the math teacher, but walked to the homeroom teacher's office.
Teacher ......"I told the teacher the whole thing. The teacher nodded and said, "Okay, I know, I'll tell the math teacher." ”
I don't blame the math teacher, I just think his trust in me is too low.
That time I succeeded, and my parents laughed when they knew that I did so well in the first math test, but I felt a little sour in my heart because the teacher didn't believe me.
Does success have to be sweet?Sometimes it's a little sour!