My husband's surname is Li, and he was my English teacher in high school.
He was tall, fat, with glasses and a pleasant smile.
Maybe out of respect, love, appreciation, or some other reason, the classmates didn't shout "**" and called him: "Sir".
My husband taught us halfway, and he came to our class for a special reason. At the beginning, our teacher was a Chinese returned from Indonesia, who taught us for nearly two years. The students did not adapt to his educational methods, and their grades were generally not satisfactory, and finally they proposed to the school to change teachers. The school arranged for my husband to come to our class.
The first lesson he taught us is still fresh in my memory. He walked up to the podium and, after a brief introduction to himself, began to tell jokes. As soon as they opened their mouths to say a few words, the students all burst into laughter. I belong to the kind of personality that is a cold observer, and suddenly I met a teacher who told jokes in class, and I was not used to his behavior. Secretly wondering: Is he trying to curry favor with us?But he did have a talent and ability for humor, and after the class, the classmates laughed constantly, and even I was amused by his words.
When I was communicating with my classmates after class, I said, "Why does this teacher teach like this?!".For the next few days, he made the classroom burst into laughter every time. The students are used to his way of teaching. Through observation, I learned that Mr. is "always like this", not the kind of person who deliberately pleases, and I also approve of Mr. 's teaching style as much as everyone else.
After a long time, listening to Mr. Lecturing has become a kind of enjoyment for the students, and the title of "Mr." has gradually spread.
Mr. is good at using "homophony" in class and good at "metaphor". In class, he used Wuhan dialect: "Students, take out your 'nose' (pen and paper)." "When you first hear it, you will be inexplicable, and you will understand it after thinking about it.
After a while, he said: "Students, that word is a bullet, the exam is to go to the battlefield, what will happen if there is no bullet on the battlefield?"”
The students prepared pen and paper, ready to dig 'mines' (new words) ......
At the end of a lesson, there are a lot of jokes, but I can send and receive them freely, and it always revolves around learning English.
Once, when I saw my classmates laughing backwards and backwards, I wrote down the jokes that my husband told me word for word. Since then, he has insisted on recording, writing more than a dozen pages, named the book "Mr. Witty Words and Pure Lines", and tossed and turned in the class.
Mr.'s humorous words show a kind of open-mindedness, a kind of height. As the number of contacts increased, I learned about his twists and turns from his words and some information revealed by other teachers.
Mr. is a member of the generation who went to the mountains and went to the countryside, worked on a construction site, and became a high school English teacher by teaching himself English. To be honest, I couldn't connect him to the construction workers.
Although he did not directly mention his experience in class, he often talked about the principles of life based on his own life experience. Teach us to be positive and achieve a career. Thinking about his words, thinking about his experience, I feel that Mr. is really valuable, and it is really awe-inspiring!
It has only been a little over a year since my husband taught us, and it was soon time to take our graduation photos. After taking a group photo, groups of students gathered together to take pictures. A classmate pulled Mr. to take a photo with him. The students on both sides changed and changed, and after round after round, Mr. became a fixed and unchanging ...... of scenery