I am proud to have such a good teacher as me, she is my class teacher Ms. Jiao. When I first stepped into the door of the middle school, I heard that our class teacher is an excellent teacher Ms. Jiao. With a little excitement, I silently imagined the image of this excellent teacher in my mind.
In my anxious anticipation, finally waited until the evening, Ms. Jiao appeared in front of us, first of all, my heart thought she should not be our future class teacher Ms. Jiao! I've been thinking about this for a while now, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea. Just as I was thinking about some of this she could not help but introduce herself to us, strange right and wrong she is not much older than us? Why has she become an excellent teacher?
But in the days that followed, I gradually came to understand her. Ms. Jiao's handwriting is also very good, but she is our English teacher. She is very strict in the classroom, but outside the classroom she is not strict, I have remembered that she used to often chat with us together \ talk heart, really she seems to be like their own sister, such as stay we have something on our minds, as long as to look for her, she will be able to talk to you for a while, there will be no unhappy things! As if some students like to make mistakes, but also as long as the hands of Ms. Jiao will not have anything, that is, she gave the solution to the feeling of dry and crisp, such as "the big things into a small, small things into a."
In fact, I'm not sure if I've ever seen anything like this.
In fact, I am also a sometimes like to make small mistakes, but sometimes I can control, sometimes I can not control, but Ms. Jiao never criticized me, just find me to talk for a while, that one thing even!
But I will also remember this small lesson from this time, and I hope not to make small mistakes in the future, it is best not to make from now on, to do a rule of me.
And I would like to say to Mr. Jiao: If I am a bird flying on the wing, then you are the wind that drums up my wings, if I am a new leaf just sprouted, then you are the root that is buried in the earth.
Heartfelt words always want to talk to you, full of joy also want to share with you, Mr. Jiao with respect and love, let me again with the most affectionate call you a "teacher Jiao" okay?
In the last year, our class is often praised Yang, health is always first, but we also have an excellent class teacher ah! So what also do excellent up, if only the teacher is excellent and we are not qualified, then how can we admire such a good teacher? So I hope that the class should be revitalized, so that our class in the teacher's leadership to a higher level.
Time flies, a turn of the eye has been six years, I'm about to enter junior high school, said goodbye to the life of six years of elementary school. In this fast six years, I have been sad and happy, experienced a lot of unusual things, but also called a lot of friends. And, I also got to know a good teacher--Cai Nihong. She is a relatively young teacher in her early twenties, and although she is of average appearance, she dresses very neatly and makes people look fresh. Her lectures are lively and easy to understand, and her teaching style is unique, so her students like her very much. I didn't have a deep impression of her when I first contacted her, but a composition class made me change my opinion of her ...... ; It was my first composition class in grade 2, because I hadn't been to preschool and I didn't even know what composition was. After listening to the teacher's detailed explanation, I realized that composition is to form paragraphs from one beautiful sentence to another. This is easy to say, but not so easy to do. I usually can't even make a sentence well, and I was asked to write a paragraph, which was even harder for me than climbing up to the sky. I hung my head down on my desk and couldn't help but shed tears. ; "Yikes! What a resemblance!" "That's it, it's beautiful!" Suddenly, I was awakened by the sound of my classmates talking and looked up, yikes! The teacher drew a big rooster on the blackboard, lifelike and especially nice. The teacher said, "Class, who can depict what this big rooster looks like?" The students all raised their hands enthusiastically. Because I was particularly timid and didn't dare to speak, I couldn't help shrinking my body. "Huang Hao Lin, come on and say something!" The teacher pointed her finger at me and said. I was embarrassed to stand up, my hands kept fiddling with the corner of my coat, and waited for a long time before I could come up with a few sentences, and swallowed my words. I did not expect that after I finished, the teacher led the class to applaud me and said I said very good. After that, the teacher wrote "my big rooster" on the blackboard, saying that this is the topic of today's essay. After I got to the composition book, I started to write immediately. I don't know how, but the beautiful sentences popped out of my head one by one, and one by one, the blue-colored pen characters obediently jumped onto the squared paper. ; After this class training, so that I was y attracted by the composition, ...
2. Write a few teacher's diaries from a teacher's point of viewA brighter light than the heart I would like to dedicate this article to the first batch of students in my teaching career, to the little girl named Li Yue.
In September 2001, 19-year-old me for the ideal of unrepentant youth *** out of the university door, gladly embarked on the sacred three-foot podium, in an elementary school as a language teaching and classroom work. September sunshine is particularly bright, in the face of dozens of children just enrolled in school, I desire to inspire the enthusiasm of the children with heartfelt love, so that every seed of the heart grows into a big tree, so that every pair of tender feet into the scales and claws of the national dragon.
I went up to the podium with confidence, and explained with great emotion, but in return: some to the toilet, some lying down, more children even drilled to the bottom of the table, the children complained continuously, I shouted dumb, but to no avail, had to organize the students over and over again to discipline. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I want to do it in a way that will make me feel better.
Preparing lessons, changing assignments, students' two exercises, classroom hygiene, queuing up for school, lunch management, students' discipline and safety in the classroom.
It's not easy to take a break at the end of class, but there are groups of children who come to complain about all sorts of irrelevant things, and I didn't realize that my ideal poetic career as a teacher would be like this! I'm not sure what to do about it. Am I not cut out to be a teacher? Seeing the children in other classes living in order and the teachers working enthusiastically and freely, and then looking at myself, the children in my class who did not know the world, and thinking about the trust of the leadership and colleagues, and the parents' expectations of me, I was at a loss and anxious and helpless. I'm only 19 years old, ah, tender shoulders but carrying such a heavy burden, repression makes me like a big child aggrieved, a person hiding and crying a few times, for the work of the painstaking labor and sadness, for the whole body and mind to pay but meaningless and sad, and for the ideal is the reality of the living pinch and tears.
To be honest, I was just 2 months into the job and I almost wanted to give up my career as a teacher and find another way out. However, one little girl changed all that.
It was a windy, stormy afternoon, and parents were picking up their babies one by one, leaving little Yueyue standing in the corner, shivering. Her lips were purple, her face was cold and pale, the whole person like a soft little leaf, so I can not help but a burst of heartache, remembering the poor past of this child.
. She is a very timid and introverted little girl, never talk to others, let alone speak in class. Just two weeks into her schooling, her parents divorced, and she was sentenced to her mother and transferred to another school.
Half a semester later, her father sent Yueyue to the class again, saying that Yueyue is now raised by him, and that he would like the teacher to take care of her. She is like a ball being kicked around, but just a face of indifference, a supposedly innocent and lively child has become this.
I tried to nourish her with my teacher's tough but forgiving love, and cared for her like a big sister, hoping to erase the imprints of the family's misfortunes on her mind. Until one day in the speech class, I asked the children to introduce their favorite person, the children are actively and enthusiastically speak, there are teachers and classmates, there are also said that the uncles and aunts of ..... The turn of Yueyue, I looked at her with anticipation, but did not find a trace of panic in her eyes, she stood up.
But do not say a word, the classroom was silent, everyone looked at her. She reddened her face, her eyes wide open, held back for a long, long time, finally said: "My favorite person is my mother, but .... She died, she died in a car accident and never came back ...... I miss her so much, I miss my mom! I want my mom, I want my mom ......" The children were stunned, Yueyue sat down, covered his face, lying on the table and sobbing softly .
I heart a burst of pain, this is the Yue Yue again transferred to the real reason, this is her heart the most difficult to heal the wound ah! The father out of concern to the teacher to hide the fact, but a 6-year-old child can not hide love mom, want to mom, but can no longer see her mother's deep sadness. The reality is very cruel, but the child is very innocent ah.
Yueyue, I'm sorry, what can a teacher do to make up for the harm that fate has brought you? The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is happening in the world. From then on, after school I often hold her little hand, take her and the children to play together, give her to tie the run loose braids, give her to make up, like a fragile porcelain doll to give her the most careful love and care, but still do not feel enough. After all, mom is the eternal only ah, the deep love of motherhood how to get back? ...... The crackling rain outside the window pulled my thoughts back to reality.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the sky is getting darker and darker, beside the little Yueyue is alone and shrunken into a ball, still hopelessly looking forward to dad. "Yue Yue, dad will come to pick you up?" She did not speak, a pair of big eyes looked at me, tears in the eyes.
I looked around, I think the outside can not shout three wheels, can not call the taxi, bite the bullet, take off the jacket, on top of the head, pick up Yue Yue ran out, not a few times the jacket is soaked through, then I was in a terrible situation, the rain poured my face blurred, shoes, socks, pants are soaked with water, in the feet of the wrap uncomfortable, but still have to run deep and shallow, can not pay attention to the other people's different eyes. Finally arrived, Yue Yue but tightly embraced my neck, small head on my chest refused to let go, I was touched by this rare closeness to her, but also tightly held her for a long time, before letting her down: "Yue Yue, to home."
She nodded, ran into the house, and suddenly ran back to hug me and said, "Teacher, you are so nice, how like my mom ah!" In a flash, a short sentence, but let has become a soup chicken I feel incredibly happy. This is the first time in my life to be called "mom" heh, I understand that this is not only a sincere gratitude, or valuable recognition, but also a full trust and dependence.
It is gratifying to know that in the future, Yueyue gradually regained her innocent smile, and slowly dared to raise her hand to speak up, and the homework she submitted was never more neat and tidy, but it was not just homework. That is clearly a heart to repay the teacher's love! I gave her a ray of sunshine when she needed it, and she saw it as a round of hot, hot sun, let each other have a heart to heart response, love and love mingling. And in a class I do not know how many similar Yueyue's children need the teacher's love ah! That an innocent smiling face in my mind flashed one by one, each naughty look so naughty and lovely, each one.
3. I am the classroom teacher as the theme of the essay 800 words or moreMy classroom teacher is a beautiful and kind serious and responsible good teacher.
She has a head of today's most popular curly hair, a pair of insightful eyes, an articulate mouth. Coupled with a slim figure, it is simply a fairy down to earth. The students in our class are proud to have this beautiful homeroom teacher.
She is a heart especially soft and also very humorous people. I remember once in class, a classmate talking small talk, seriously affecting the classroom discipline, my homeroom teacher began to be calm and said that the students to listen carefully. But after a while, the student took the teacher's reminder as a whisper, and began to talk recklessly again. The teacher was furious and told the student to get out of the classroom, and we all thought the student was going to suffer. Who knows, just after a while, while we were discussing the problem, the teacher came out of the classroom and touched the head of the classmate with a smile on his face and said something, and then let the students into the classroom to continue the lesson. The teacher said, "I can't let the whole class suffer just because this student made a little mistake, so let's continue the lesson! However, since you've all done well, how about I tell you a joke to reward you?" My homeroom teacher is such an instant heart irritation surface also want to give face to the wrong students, tolerance of students.
She is also a teacher who is particularly good at caring for students. I remember a morning meeting, our class of Yang Min students because of the physical weakness, almost fainted. My class teacher was anxious to immediately send Yang Min to the health center. Unfortunately, the doctor at the health center was out of town. The teacher was so anxious that she had to call her parents, but they didn't answer the phone. But the parents didn't answer the phone, which made the teacher very anxious. If she sent him back by herself, it would delay the other students' study. With no other choice, the teacher had to come up with a stop-gap plan, letting the vice class president and I escort Yang Min home (the teacher said that because we both studied well, it took us a few minutes to make up for it after school) and gave us her phone number, telling us to call her as soon as we arrived, but the teacher called to ask about the situation before we even arrived. The teacher was looking around, hoping that we would come back to school early to bring the good news that Yang Min had arrived home safely.
My homeroom teacher is also a kind-hearted person. From the second semester of the third grade as our class teacher, we feel her a lot of love, not only taught us to learn knowledge, but more importantly, taught us how to behave. Even for the "eight talents" in our class who only scored single digits in the exam, she was always patient and careful and attentive. There is a very special student in our class, his mother left him when he was half a year old, his father did not come back for seven or eight years, he lived with his elderly grandparents, so he developed the habit of thieving, specializing in bad things, and his studies are a mess. But the teacher never gave up on this student, and rarely complained, no matter what mistakes, are bitterly educated, sometimes our classmates look down on this student, the teacher will be very angry, we have to learn to respect, learn to tolerate, and learn to sympathize. All in all, it gave us the impression that the teacher was particularly concerned about this classmate who seemed to us to be useless and full of bad habits. The first thing I did was to ask the doctor to tell me what he was going to do, and he said, "I don't know what he's going to do.
I learned from my homeroom teacher to be a humble person, when our homeroom teacher for more than a year, our class can be said to have undergone radical changes, but every achievement, the teacher is always immensely modest, said: "You are too smart and too talented, to the teacher's face! Who said that you are the most difficult to control the most difficult to deal with ah, why I do not think so? On the contrary, I think you know too much, but do not be proud, have to continue to work hard oh." Every time we hear such simple words, we are immensely touched.
My homeroom teacher is a person with a beautiful appearance and a more beautiful heart. Although she is sometimes very strict and occasionally angry with us, but think of her tireless teaching of us, teaching us to sing, teaching us to dance, teaching us to play ball ...... I appreciate her from the bottom of my heart, like her.
My homeroom teacher really let me admire, her teaching grace, I will never forget!
4. Write a teacher essayFarewell to the old semester, ushered in a new school year, everything is new, even our language teacher is also changed into a new one.
My new language teacher's name is He, she has a pair of big eyes, clear gaze, gleaming. Short hair and a small mouth, every day with a smile, looks very kind. High nose on a pair of "two cakes" looks very knowledgeable. She is a medium-sized woman, a little fat, but her clothes match well. She was about thirty years old and spoke like an alarm clock, afraid that we could not hear. The teacher was from Sichuan, although she spoke with her native accent. But we understood her so well that she even asked us for advice - to learn to speak standard Mandarin. Slowly, we have come to love this new language teacher.
The first thing Ms. He said when she met us was: "Hello, students, I am your new language teacher and class teacher. I hope we can live and learn happily in the future. *** with the creation of an excellent class body ...... "I think this teacher is really not simple, just take office to say the words to my heart. Mr. He's teaching experience can be rich, can be said to be a teacher full of wisdom. Although we have only been together for two weeks, the students all like her and enjoy taking her class. We all find her class very relaxing and interesting, and at the same time, we feel that we have learned a wealth of knowledge in a relaxed and pleasant way. Let's take the first class that Ms. He taught us. The content of our lesson was "Cultivating Good Study Habits" (Collecting Information Diligently). Mr. He didn't say, "Today we'll learn about collecting information diligently and so on," like other teachers. Instead, he said, "Class, since Mr. He is a foreigner, he doesn't know Nanjing very well. National Day my Sichuan classmates want to come to Nanjing to play, let me give her as a tour guide, but I'm worried, I do not know what fun in Nanjing, I do not know where to collect information, you can help me?" Can you help me?" "Yes," we all said in unison. Some said to go online; some said to consult books and newspapers; others said to ask someone who knows ...... Mr. He spoke again. "There is so much information. But my classmates can't come right now, and there's no way I'm going to be able to carry all this pile of information to my friends. I've heard that the students in Class 6 are especially smart and have a lot of golden ideas, so you guys help me out and tell me how I should keep this information!" We all scrambled to say: "cut and paste," "excerpts," "make cards ......" Today was a great day. A few small "naughty boy" in the class spoke especially positively and were praised by the teacher many times, I am happy to have such a language teacher.
"Ding - ding -" unknowingly out of class. The teacher has long left the classroom. But I am still sitting on the chair, recalling what the teacher taught today, it is really beneficial. Sometimes she is still a bit strict. But we still quite like her - my new language teacher
5. Write a 500-word essay on the topic of my class teacherMy class teacher's surname is Zhou, and all of us admire her very much.
People say that teachers are like candles, burning themselves but illuminating others; teachers are like gardeners, diligently cultivating our young seedlings; teachers are like mothers, giving us selfless love. ...... Praise for teachers is too much to say.
Our teacher Zhou, in the classroom, strict requirements for us, but in the classroom, Zhou teacher seems to be our big friend, and we do games together. Take us to play shuttlecock, jumping ribbons, playing pockets. Mr. Zhou's language lessons are lively and interesting, using words and actions to clearly express all the meaning of the text. In math class, Mr. Zhou made those boring numbers move as if they could speak.
Mr. Zhou, five years have passed. Is the gray hair on your temples because we have worked too hard? In the cold night, people are resting, and you are still under the lamp for us to modify the composition.
Teacher Zhou, I remember once, a classmate in the classroom accidentally injured, the hands of the willow cut a mouth, blood flowed all over the place, you saw it immediately put down the hands of the lesson plan, take the students to bandage the wound. When you saw it, you immediately put down your lesson plan and took the student to bandage the wound. You asked painfully, "Child, does it hurt?" The student smiled at the teacher and said, "Teacher, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt at all, it's all because I was careless."
This is my class teacher. In order to students can give everything, teacher, we will always admire you!
6. Multi-faceted classroom teacher composition more than 300 wordsOf course, it is our Yushu Linfeng body length of ten feet nine Chen Yuwen teacher, that is, our classroom teacher.
Mr. Chen Yuwen has a pair of big eyes, small black beard, full of righteousness. Say he is high, indeed very high. Even if the whole school teachers and students standing in the playground, you can see where he is, a little bit of the momentum of the crane. Said he dutiful it is indeed very dutiful. We do homework poorly, he was furious. Once even put a piece of glass on the podium, smashed. The first time I saw him, I was so scared of him, I was so scared of him.
He can be said to be the man of the school. Once we went on a spring trip, our teacher Chen disagreed, so he told the principal that our class would not go on a spring trip, to military training. When we heard this news, we had an overall meltdown. Our teacher Chen didn't care and rubbed salt in our wounds again by going for two days! But right away, our mood changed from heavy rain to cloudy. Because the whole school, grades four through six, were all going! It was a sad time. The other classes always asked if we had "victimized" them. We are also the "victims", okay? In class, the wind blew the door open, Mr. Chen found it, touched the door with his feet, pushed his hands far away and said "qigong!" He made us laugh. Another time, during the lesson of "Cricket", a person suddenly said, "Mr. Chen is a cricket (handsome man)!" We laughed, Mr. Chen did not stop us, when we had laughed enough, he said, "What's so good about crickets, it's just that they have a pot lid on their head, a kelp tied around their body, and a cabbage in their hand!" The words just fell, then heard the sound of laughter.
This is our teacher Chen, I like him very much, do you?
7. Write a composition on the topic of the class teacher in my heartThe class teacher in my heart
The class teacher in my heart is a wise man. He is very knowledgeable, has a good understanding of the subjects he teaches and knows how to teach his students. When students can not grasp the correct learning methods, the classroom teacher is targeted like an old Chinese doctor to give students a prescription to improve the learning situation, so that students understand that good results both from hard work and good methods; when students do not understand the homework, with a wealth of experience in teaching classroom teacher is not simply blame the students, but patiently explain, after he completely mastered, and then consolidate what they have learned. When a student does not understand his homework, the class teacher with rich teaching experience will not simply scold him but patiently explain it to him and let him consolidate what he has learned after he has fully mastered it. When a student is biased in learning, the class teacher will discuss the characteristics of the subject with the student*** and let the student understand the harm of bias and the importance of the subject. Can do in time to communicate with the subject teacher, so that the students to catch up with this subject, to guide the students to embark on the journey of knowledge.
The classroom teacher in my mind is a "fool". When the students made a mistake, he will pretend not to see but appropriate time by side to educate the students, if necessary, to find the students to talk privately, to move with emotion, to reason, so that students can distinguish right from wrong and recognize the essence of things, correct the error, but not hurt the students' self-esteem, but also to make the students more respect for the classroom teacher, the best of both worlds. The class teacher in my heart always criticizes the students to the point, to educate the main, to be able to lead by example, so that the students are pleased to accept the education of the class teacher. And when some students can not correctly understand the teacher's criticism and even out of words, bad language, the generous class teacher is just a simple smile.
My heart class teacher is a "strict father", he is strict with the students, especially in learning never relax, in the student's ideological and moral aspects is strict and strict. When students dress "out of the ordinary", even if it is a hairstyle, a dress, a pair of pants, small to speech behavior, sitting posture, speech, radio exercises and so on. As long as there is a little bit not in line with the requirements of the student norms, the class teacher will not hesitate to point out, make them correct. In the study, if there is a positive attitude, the class teacher will immediately through the "pen talk" to tell the student's shortcomings, but also do not forget to teach students to correct.
The class teacher in my heart is a "mother". When the students have even a little progress, the class teacher will be like a mother never stingy sunny smile; students encounter learning, life difficulties, understanding class teacher will be tired to guide him to help students overcome the difficulties; when the students were aggrieved, sad, sad, class teacher is not cold words, but with the wind and rain like comfort to make it happy. At this time, students feel the warmth of a loving mother. The class teacher, all the love is poured into the students.
Classroom teacher, is a hard-working old cow, silently cultivating a land, diligently teaching a batch of students. The class teacher in my heart, is a tireless, blood of a good gardener, is a noble engineer of the soul of mankind.
Ah, classroom teachers, what a noble profession! I love the class teacher in my heart.
8. My class teacher essay 1000 wordsMy class teacher
Sitting alone on the stone steps, the breeze blew, recalling our year of elementary school graduation exams with the class teacher *** with the scene of learning and living, really can not help but feel a lot of emotion!
I have the most profound impression than these things.
It was the first morning of the new semester, I walked into the familiar classroom with a brisk pace. Sitting in a familiar seat there is always an inexplicable excitement and excitement in my heart. Perhaps the upcoming classroom teacher brought me such a mood. Sitting I have no time to say hello to the classmates more attention is paid to the arrival of the mysterious teacher. After a while, the *** rang as usual, and I tried to straighten my back to make myself look more energetic. At this time a classmate shouted up that the teacher is coming, because I can not resist their curiosity, stretched out their necks hoping to see a trace of the teacher. The sound of rapid footsteps sounded, into my ears, it was my long-awaited class teacher arrived. She is a woman of moderate stature, with a slight blush on her face, giving a feeling of closeness and kindness.
The teacher went to the podium and picked up the chalk on the table and quickly wrote "Hong Xiaoyan" on the blackboard in three large, neat and beautiful words, giving people a pleasant feeling. What has always stuck in my mind are some of the words Ms. Hong said in class. "The heights that great men reach and maintain are not reached in a single flight, but they are climbed upward, step by arduous step, while their companions are asleep. The pain that others cannot endure, and the suffering that others cannot eat, is for the sake of reaping what no one else can reap. "The teacher said these words are I have been constantly encouraged to motivate their own upward momentum.
It was a day close to the graduation exam, because that afternoon I had a conflict with my classmates, the mood was very bad, so the teacher spoke of the knowledge of my mind to listen to the lecture. I followed the teacher with my head down. The teacher and I made small talk and asked me if I had a conflict with a classmate, I was surprised in my heart and thought how would the teacher know? I didn't respond, and Mr. Hong didn't ask what happened. Rather, he told me this sentence "life, and will not tolerate others, is not worthy of tolerance by others. But who can say is not in need of forgiveness?" Said the teacher gave me a meaningful look and walked away. The teacher is right, there are friends on the road of life, will be related to love and support, there will be no loneliness and loneliness; have a friend's life, will be a little less stormy, a little more warmth and sunshine. In fact, tolerance is always a sunny day. We do not need to be too much to calculate who is right and who is wrong, after the clouds are always sunny. The first thing you need to do is to look up, and the scenery around you is still so beautiful.
And Ms. Hong with too much too much to harvest, and she is not only with the harvest of knowledge more is to harvest some of the reason for dealing with people, and these are let me benefit greatly.
Peach and plum fragrance, fragrance precipitated by the deep love of the fruit tree to the land. Teacher ah, although we have parted, but I can still feel your kind of unique flavor. Teachers, thank you for your teaching and concern for me, I will not fail your good intentions!
9. request a composition, to the teacher's point of view to write, urgentUsually I am in the education of students can not be late, this time I was late, really ashamed of themselves, did not give students a good example, is my work dereliction of duty, the following self-examination:
As a teaching staff, to the image of the teacher appeared in the school, I am well aware of the seriousness of the tardiness. Did not give the children to set a shining image is my dereliction of duty, as a teacher, there is no excuse, I should be criticized and punished. Secondly, the teacher's vocation is to educate students, I asked students not to be late, I myself did not do, I feel a million shame, I know, at this time, even if there is any reason, can not be an excuse for my tardiness, so I decided, as a referral, in the future, we must be punctual to the school, to give a good example to the students in my class.
Ancient people often say: to know the error can be changed, there is nothing better. So I hope the leadership can be magnanimous and forgive me for this late incident. From now on, you will be able to see a new me who comes to school on time, actively prepares for class, seriously lectures, and gets along with the students. I believe that as long as I recognize the problem of tardiness, which I often mention to students, I can do all of the above, and I hope that the leadership believe in my sincerity and determination.
As a serving teacher, I also often teach students to have the courage to admit their mistakes, so I have to do the same. I know that the students are saying behind my back that I do not do not be late to the guideline, this time, I bite the bullet, I will take the initiative to the classroom after school to admit their mistakes to the students, I believe that I can do to admit their mistakes, the children will also take my example, in the future if you make a mistake (of course, I hope that this does not happen), but also to do a sincere admission of mistakes to correct the situation.
Suddenly, I remembered the saying: "It's a blessing in disguise, but a blessing in disguise". Maybe it is my late, closer to the distance between me and the students, so that I can be more comfortable in the future of education and teaching. Of course I'm not excusing myself, I have recognized their own mistakes, I as a teacher will be able to correct their own mistakes, I just want to look at this issue from another angle.
Tardy has been hung out to dry into, I gray to play an exemplary role, I will be able to change my ways, I believe that I am still students in the heart of a good teacher.
I implore the understanding of the school leadership.