Editor's note.
What does the world look like through the eyes of children?
Maybe it's small, it's a small world of classes, friends and family;Maybe it's big, there are stories of the past told by grandparents, and dreams of the future woven by books.
From now on, "Shanghai Xuhui" WeChat *** will launch the "Hui Xiaowen" column, let us read children's words and children's words together, and enter the world of children.
My "sister" teacher.
The seedlings will grow into big trees, and the eaglets will fly high into the sky. "Time flies, as a second-grade student at Guangqi Primary School, I have been with my "sister" teacher, Ms. Pan, the homeroom teacher, for more than a year.
My "sister" teacher had just graduated from college, and she had a youthful appearance and a gentle heart. Whether it is when we are learning Xi or when we make mistakes, she will patiently enlighten us, and her kindness has sown the seeds of love in our little hearts.
When my mother was busy with work and needed to go on a business trip, my little pigtails were always combed by my father "crooked", like a "bird's nest" unattended in the cold wind. When I went out for morning exercises, I was noticed by the attentive teacher Pan, and she asked me with a smile, "Who combed your hair for you?"I was embarrassed to say, "Mom went on a business trip, and Dad wasn't good at braiding, so it was like this......Teacher Pan smiled slightly, pulled me aside, and skillfully helped me tie a beautiful ponytail. In the early morning sun, my hair no longer looks like a "bird's nest", and people immediately become energetic!
In my heart, she is not only our homeroom teacher, but also our "little sister" and most trusted friend. When I made a mistake and was afraid of being blamed by my mother, when I was sad and sad, the first person I could think of was Mr. Pan. She would sit down with me face-to-face, patiently analyze the reasons for my "small mistakes", and discuss the right way to communicate and apologize with my mother, so that I can recover from my worries, recognize my behavior correctly and correct it. As my "sister" teacher, she has the sincerity and cuteness of a child, and she wants to avoid "storms" for our occasional ignorance.
This summer is the 150th anniversary of the birth of my alma mater, and Ms. Pan was arranged to rehearse a drama with my older brothers and sisters. Because Mr. Pan always teaches us: "The teacher must be the same when he is there or not!."However, when we got on the bus and came to the theater to see Teacher Pan who was also eagerly looking at us from afar, I wanted to rush up and hug the "sister" teacher who had been "absent" for two days!
The round sky covers the sea, and the black water holds the lonely boat", it turns out that I have already planted the deep teacher-student friendship in my mother's story, and the care of the "sister" teacher for us is like a "little orange lamp" in the cold night, illuminating our long road of growth!