Time never stops, and in the blink of an eye, I have been a teacher for more than ten years. Looking back and reminiscing about the past, there are joys and sorrows;There is excitement, there is depression;There is pride, there is regret......And all of this comes from love, love for work, love for students.
I remember that I had just returned from the university campus to the junior high school campus, and everything was new to my work. I enjoy every working day in a full state, carefully planning my own educational blueprint. Of course, I also put my young and fiery heart all on the children who get along with me day and night, I believe that education and teaching is not only the transmission of knowledge and ideas, but also a kind of emotional communication, a flow of love, and there is love to have education.
I was particularly impressed by the song "Interlude of Love" played with the well-off students of Class 7. Xiaokang is a small boy, so he was also arranged by the homeroom teacher to sit in the first row of the classroom. He has a cheerful and lively personality, rich body language, likes to make trouble with his classmates, and will greet the teacher with a smile when he sees him, take the initiative to talk to the teacher, and say hello to the teacher. Maybe because of this, he left a deep impression on me not long after the start of school.
However, with the increase of contact, I found that he was particularly "active" in class, not actively participating in the class learning Xi and having the courage to speak, but doing his own thing, entertaining himself, and occasionally participating in the class to express his views on his classmates and alternative views on the content of the teacher's lectures. When I reminded him to listen carefully, he either quibbled for himself or engaged in a "silent resistance"—lying on the table without saying a word. I realized that his various behaviors affected the classroom teaching to a certain extent, so I talked to him in my free time after class, and it was better to talk to him than to talk. I had a gentle attitude and a soft tone, starting with his interests and hobbies, and when he was unguarded and opened up a conversation with me, I asked him what he thought about the class, how he evaluated his performance in class, etc. Every time I thought I had been guided by good advice, he lowered his head and looked guilty, and I believed in my heart that he would correct his bad behavior, and every time I watched him leave with hope. However, after a few heart-to-heart conversations, I found that the communication was very short and his classroom performance did not improve much. I started with the classmates around him to get to know him better, and the whole class agreed that he was an actor, always Xi using his innocent eyes and innocent expression to gain the teacher's understanding, and turned back and continued to let himself go. And several of the teachers who taught this class also reminded me not to be fooled by his illusions.
As a result, I began to pay more attention to him, and on several occasions when he interrupted the class because of his pranks, I began to call his name frequently. Once, I asked a student to do a question in class, but not only did he not do it, but he was still playing with the schoolbag of the tablemate, so that the tablemate was bored. When I saw it, I was also a little angry, so I asked him to stand up on the spot and questioned him. And he didn't repent when he was caught by me, but he defended himself quietly, but it was enough for the students who were quietly doing the questions to hear. After a short verbal "battle", in order not to affect the other classmates, I settled him down first, but I could clearly see that he was not convinced.
Maybe it's a coincidence, that night, Xiaokang's father called me ** to learn about the child's Xi. I told parents objectively that Xiaokang is a good child, and reflected his advantages such as unity with classmates, respect for teachers, and a sense of collective honor to parents, but also emphasized that the child's class Xi is not good, and his self-discipline ability is poor, which affects himself and his classmates. **, the well-off father also said that as a parent, he must actively cooperate with the teacher.
After the tacit conversation, I thought that the child may not feel the love of the teacher when he is young, and with the support of the parents, I will definitely win the child's understanding and understand my hard work and good intentions. But it backfired, and when I taught the seventh class again, Xiaokang was direct and ignored. I've always liked to get along well with students, and I can't stand that. For the first time, I felt that the student made my heart ache, but I encouraged myself and did not give up, and I called him to the office during the Xi class. I got straight to the point and asked him directly what was going on and why he behaved that way in class, and he kept his mouth shut, tilted his head, and was obviously disdainful. I was sad that I didn't feel like a teacher, I was just someone who was looking for answers and trying to solve problems. I was making my own statement, and I said, Xiaokang, do you remember?Two days after the start of school, it was Teacher's Day, we had just come into contact, and as soon as I sat down in the office that day, I saw a boy rushing in directly pushing the door, holding a bright red flower in his hand, running to me, and saying to me, Happy Teacher's Day!That boy was you, your smiling face, your movements, your words, I couldn't calm down for a long time, although I only said thank you at the time, but I believe that scene I will remember for the rest of my life. I believe that you like the teacher, and the teacher likes you, and I am sure that we will have a great time learning Xi together. But later, my care for you has not changed, how did you respond to the teacher?Use the teacher's tolerance as a bargaining chip ...... you let yourself go. I said a lot, and I was very excited, my eyes were moist, and Xiaokang couldn't control it, so I cried loudly. In the end, I just said, teacher, I was wrong, you can see my actions. I felt that all words had pale and I didn't say anything, but patted him on the shoulder and let him go back.
Since then, Xiaokang has really not been sloppy in class, his waist is the straightest, and he can speak actively, although he occasionally has to desert, but a look from the teacher is enough for him. After class, Xiaokang and I have a closer relationship, more like friends than teachers and students. Now, although Xiaokang has graduated, he will leave messages on the Internet from time to time to exchange his Xi and life with me. Every time I communicate with him, I feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction and happiness.
More and more educational experiences have taught me that love is a kind of understanding, a kind of encouragement, and a kind of appreciation. Holding up the sun of tomorrow with love, I think so, and I will practice it too. (Author: Wang Yanlin).
*: New Curriculum Magazine.