In 1992, I was 13 years old and in my second year of junior high school in the town. At that time, except for my good composition, my other grades were very average, especially my math scores, which were so bad that people couldn't look at them directly.
The one who taught us mathematics was *** who had just graduated from normal school, young, handsome, and had a sunny face. It may be that my essays are often read aloud by him as model essays in class, and he takes special care of me, not only often asking me about my learning difficulties, but also taking time to make up for me.
But no matter how hard he tried, my math grades never improved. Once, he called me into his office and took out a set of math mock papers for me to do. As a result, I only scored 47 points. After reading the test paper, he said to him with a solemn expression: "You can't go on like this, it will be difficult for you to be admitted to high school in the future, and even more difficult to be admitted to college, I'm afraid it will be difficult to become a big thing!"”
Teacher, I've worked hard, but why can't I study well?"I bowed my head, choked back tears, and my voice choked.
The teacher doesn't mean to blame you, he just wants you to recognize the current situation, face up to your own shortcomings, and then try to change. I believe that as long as you cheer up, the results will definitely catch up. He patted me on the shoulder and said in a firm tone.
** words, like a warm current poured into my heart, filled me with strength. So, I regained my confidence and redoubled my efforts. But no matter how hard I tried, my math grades still didn't improve much.
Once, ** called me into the office and told me a story about when he was in junior high school. He said that when he was in junior high school, his grades were also average, especially in mathematics, which was so bad that he couldn't look at it directly. Once, his math teacher told the whole class that he couldn't make it. **Dissatisfied, he worked hard and studied mathematics hard, and finally was admitted to a normal school and became a mathematics teacher.
The teacher hopes that you can face up to your own shortcomings like me, and achieve a counterattack in life through your own efforts. "* looked at me with anticipation in his eyes.
I nodded vigorously and secretly said to myself in my heart: "I must be like ***, through my own efforts, to achieve a counterattack in life!".”
After that, I studied harder, not only previewing and reviewing my homework in advance every day, but also buying a lot of math workbooks to do. However, to my dismay, my math grades still didn't improve much.
In this way, in the second semester of the third year of junior high school, when I faced the high school entrance examination, my math score was still stuck at the level of fifty or sixty points. Watching the math scores of my classmates improve by leaps and bounds, I was anxious, but helpless.
After the high school entrance examination, I failed to enter high school by a few points. On the day I learned about the results, I hid at home and cried bitterly. I felt like I was really stupid and lived up to ***'s expectations of me.
After that, I became reticent and stayed at home all day, reluctant to go out and see people. I felt like a failure, and I didn't have a face to see anyone.
One day, I was reading a book at home when I heard a familiar voice outside the door. When I went out, it turned out to be *** He looked at me with a smile, as if he saw through the sadness in my heart.
Why, are you still depressed that you didn't get into high school?He asked softly.
I nodded and didn't speak.
Actually, you don't have to. Life is not just about going to high school and going to university. Everyone has their own way of living, and the key is to find the path that suits you. He looked at me and said softly.
But I felt stupid and couldn't do anything. I looked up at him with an inferiority complex in my eyes.
How can you be stupid?The fact that you write so well shows that you are very smart and talented. It's just that your advantage isn't in the math. So, you don't have to feel inferior to yourself for your inadequacy. You should believe in yourself, find the path that suits you, and go on bravely. He looked at me with encouragement in his eyes.
Listening to his words, a warm current suddenly welled up in my heart. yes, why should I feel inferior to my own inadequacy?I should believe in myself, find the path that suits me, and go on bravely!After saying goodbye, I began to re-examine myself. I discovered that I had a strong interest in literature, so I started experimenting with writing. After years of hard work, I finally became an emotional writer. Over the years, I have never forgotten the encouragement and support that *** gave me. It was his words that made me regain my confidence and found the right path for me. Not long ago, I attended a class reunion. At the party, I saw *** again He is nearly half a hundred years old, but he is still in good spirits and his demeanor has not diminished. When I expressed my gratitude to him, he smiled and said, "Actually, when I said to you, 'It's hard to make a big deal,' I was conflicted. On the one hand, I don't want to discourage you; On the other hand, I hope that you can face up to your shortcomings and work hard to change yourself. Now it seems that my purpose has been achieved. Listening to his words, I felt a burst of emotion in my heart. Yes, if it wasn't for his words back then, maybe I would still be inferior to my own shortcomings, and I wouldn't be able to find a path that suits me. "Teacher, thank you for your encouragement and support back then. You are the one who has helped me regain my self-confidence and found the right path for me. I looked at him affectionately and said from the bottom of my heart. Actually, you should be thankful for yourself. It was you who did not give up on yourself and bravely embarked on your own path. He looked at me and smiled. At that moment, we were relatively speechless, but it was as if a thousand words came to our hearts. I know that this is an emotional exchange that transcends time and space, and it is a kind of gratitude and blessing hidden deep in my heart.