In study, work and even life, many people have written essays, right, with the help of essays people can realize the purpose of cultural exchange. So how is the general essay written? The following is my compilation of my teacher sixth grade essay 8, welcome to read and collect.
My teacher sixth grade essay Part 1
The teacher who has the greatest influence on me is the class teacher in elementary school - Mr. Qing.
Ms. Qing took me from first grade to sixth grade, she not only taught me knowledge, but also gave me the reason to be a person, and more importantly, she took me into the hall of literature. Six years of the little by little has been integrated into my life, I can still clearly remember her appearance: medium stature, hair is thick and long, and some slightly curly, so she often use hairpins loosely clamped, looks both casual and unique. My favorite thing about her was her eyebrows, which were kind of a brownish-red color like chestnuts, and they looked great on her.
My favorite of Ms. Qing, the deepest impression is a language class in the speech, at that time I was very timid, never dare to raise their hands to speak, but the teacher from the many scrambling to raise the small hand found me want to raise their hands and timid look, she called me up, anxious I was about to cry, just when I do not know what to do, her gentle eyes watching me and encourage me to boldly say the answer. I read in her eyes her trust in me, and I mustered up the courage to answer the question. She took the lead and gave me a warm round of applause, and from that time, I formally got rid of the fear of not daring to speak, bravely and confidently to face the difficulties in learning and life.
After class, I always love to look at the teacher, look at her serious preparation of the appearance of the class, look at her and our unrestrained conversation with a happy smile, which has always remained in my memory. So between classes I would unconsciously go up to her and talk to her, chatting, she was always so patient to listen, that feeling is so good! I remember one summer camp, I went to Shanghai with her. I've never left my mom, the psychological quite worried, since the moment of departure, she always remind us to pay attention to matters, if anyone has any discomfort, she was anxious like ants on the hot pot, really like treating their own children, both the severity of the teacher and the care of a loving mother.
My teacher sixth grade essay Part 2Six years of elementary school life, taught me a lot of teachers, but one of the most unforgettable is once the language teacher - Ms. Lu. Although she has left us for a long time now, the impression she gave me is y reflected in my mind.
She, big eyes, high nose, and a black mole at the corner of the mouth. I like her, like her dutiful, like her selfless dedication.
I remember when I first entered elementary school, I could not adapt to the life of the elementary school, the class always can not concentrate on listening to the lesson, the result of the pinyin learning a mess, mom and dad were also anxious about me. So, every day, when my classmates went home after school, my teacher left me and a few other students in the classroom to make up for our mistakes, and she brought us some delicious snacks to share. We took out our wrongly written workbooks, and the teacher began to analyze them one by one, and gave us another general overview of the lessons she had taught during the day. We were tired of learning, but we knew that the teacher was even more tired, so we didn't complain about anything. It was 4:30 when Ms. Lu's husband came to pick her up and take her home, and Ms. Lu said, "Wait a little longer, I'll teach these kids first, or they won't be able to keep up with everyone else." Listening to these words, I was very touched, angry to study hard to live up to the teacher's hard work for us!
Finally, everyone is revised, at this time it is nearly five o'clock, Ms. Lu said, we can go home. Before leaving, she put her head to my ear, quietly said to me: "Meng Xingchen, I know you're very smart, just haven't shown it to everyone. Teacher wants you to listen carefully in class and raise your hand to prove to everyone that you are great. Okay?" I looked up at Mr. Lu with wide eyes and nodded.
From then on, I began to study very hard and improved day by day. When I graduated from elementary school, I was admitted to the Ningbo Foreign Language School, and I finally turned from an ugly duckling into a beautiful white swan.
Mr. Lu, you are like a red candle, illuminating others, burning yourself, so that a child from ignorance to become knowledgeable, I will always be grateful to you!
My teacher sixth grade essay Part 3
Great eyes, a blink, give a person a very kind feeling; a small mouth can always say a lot of truth, let me touch the feelings; medium stature is always wearing very bright clothes. This is my easy-going language teacher, Mr. Shou. Our language teacher, Ms. Shou, cares about us so much that she has made the class her home and treats us as her own children. Although we make mistakes, she will be very angry reprimand us, but I know she is for our collective good.
Since the sixth grade, Ms. Shou transferred to the security office, no longer do our class teacher, became very busy, but she always found time to proofread our homework. Our class was very unintelligent, and naughty and mischievous things seemed to be happening more and more: the boys in the class took off each other's pants, we didn't do well on the midterm exams, and there were people who passed notes and did their homework in the subclasses. Mr. Shou still patiently solved them one by one, just as he did when he was the homeroom teacher. Sometimes look at the teacher's busy body, I think as a class cadres should not give the teacher mess, should help the teacher to solve some of their own small problems, control the class discipline, so that the teacher to rest a little more.
Mr. Shou is very concerned about us, in the lunch time always remind us that the weather is getting cooler, to add more clothes; class to see a classmate's clothes wear less, but also special stop to remind that classmate; a few days ago I have a bit of a cough, Mr. Shou heard, told me to drink more water, if it is serious, you have to go to the saline drip. Once, a student in our class lost eight dollars, Mr. Shou said in class: "If a student wants to eat snacks without money can find me to take, how can you take other people's money? Is a person's dignity worth only eight dollars?" Hearing these words, I feel that Mr. Shou really treats us as if we were his own children.
My language teacher, Mr. Shou, not only has a warm smile on his face, but also has a heart of gold. We have all heard of the pity of the world's loving mother heart, I think we should add a pity of the world's teachers love. I want to be as caring and responsible as Mr. Shou's good teacher in the future.
My teacher sixth grade essay Part 4Class teacher - all-powerful leader
The old class surnamed Ding, is the leader of our talented jianghu boss, in and out of the sword in the middle of the shadow, come without a trace, to go without a trace (the old class has nothing to do with blindly wandering around in the class, scaring We are a group of brats together to pretend to be good)
The old class is not high in elevation, looks white and fat, a doll's face, holding a belly of oil, speaking the pronunciation of the Mandarin, looks classic funny. The main focus is on politics, but also patiently tutored us in foreign languages, geography and other subjects.
The killer weapon: Matchmaker's mouth (from the old class classic: Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Matchmaker, will speak and talk) is like the Yellow River, continuous and uncontrollable, suffered by his hands must have a damaged reputation, infamous, and will never see the day of the "mouth".
Kung Fu title: Ding Ding candy
Risk factor:
Language teacher - martial arts supremacy
Language teacher surnamed Liu, teaching that is really nothing to say, I have to ask for a high degree of, this group of rabbits of us of course do not dare to in the "Queen"
The teacher is not only a good teacher, but also a very good teacher. The "queen" head to move the earth, had to yield to her management, language achievement is naturally famous. Language teacher altitude medium, curly hair hidden under the most horrible, the most afraid, the most lethal weapon, its hit rate is counted as 101% (students, shh - you have heard of using the eyes to kill people?). Although it is very scary, but we are convinced of her talent, clear words and elegant sentences out of the mouth.
Must-kill: eyes, mouth. Cold, sharp eyes sometimes reject you in a thousand miles away, the use of super lethal to make us guilty of making mistakes. The criticism of people is also very good, language with hidden weapons, so that you can not tolerate their own.
Jianghu title: Chun sister
Risk factor:
English teacher - Jianghu patriarch
In our jianghu, English teacher can really be considered as eight bags of elders! Wearing a pair of four-square glasses, tall. Sometimes funny and humorous, sometimes serious and scary, really inscrutable. Mr. Yin is older, but in the "jianghu" on the mix is also good, he is also a not to be messed with, launched a pugilistic as usual, scares the crap out of you. Homework requirements are super strict, less do, omit to do the rabbit children can be dead miserable! (Inside information: less to do, omitted to do all redo, once two times is not enough, three times four times is still too little ......)
Must kill: penalty! Penalty! Penalty! (Classic quotes: right hand copying acid for the left hand, left hand copying acid for both feet) by his hand, impunity death you do not stop ah! (Students: be careful with your homework in the future!)
Title of the jianghu: Lao Yin
Risk factor:
In our "jianghu" in the middle of all kinds of masters, all kinds of teachers come and go, so that we are in the happy horror to accept them to pass on to us to enjoy a lifetime of "martial arts secret". We were taught the "secret of martial arts" for a lifetime by them in a happy horror. Thanks to them, let us afraid, and let us grow up in the happy teachers!
My teacher 6th grade essay Part 5In my career in the sea of learning, I met every teacher is particularly good to me, my enlightenment teacher Tang teacher is one of the most caring teachers. In my impression, she is a medium-sized woman with a gentle character, and she is lively in a quiet way. Showy bridge of the nose is always a pair of myopic glasses, long and black hair, in the back of the head tied into a bud-like shape, generous, beautiful, simple, dignified.
Ms. Tang is our general subject teacher, in addition to teaching our class language and mathematics two main subjects, other classes such as music, art, English and so on let her full package. She has a busy schedule, but because of this we have the opportunity to spend time with her at all times, and we have developed a strong bond.
Under Ms. Tang's patient education for more than a year, my classmates and I, who were unaware of these little kids, quickly learned twenty to thirty Tang poems, knew many Chinese characters, could add and subtract within a hundred, and skillfully grasped twenty-six English alphabets as well as a lot of English words. ...... She taught us to write with her hands and hands, and was very devoted to teaching us to sing, and kindly gave us the opportunity to learn the English language. She taught us how to write with her hands, taught us how to sing, told us stories, and played games with us happily. ...... I don't know if it was because she couldn't stay away from us or because we liked to be with her, but we learned a lot of things from being with Ms. Tang, and most of all we always felt the joy of learning and the warmth of our hearts.
At that time, my mom was teaching at the high school, and she was very busy, so she didn't have much time to take care of me, so she simply sent me to the kindergarten, where I ate, drank, and studied all over the school. Later, I heard from the adults that the school had arranged for us to have an aunt, but we didn't want her to take care of us, we cried and made a lot of noise, so Mrs. Tang took over all the care of us. I still remember clearly how she fed us one by one, gave us food, bathed us, changed our clothes, made milk, and put us to sleep. She also slept with us at night, and if any of the children had any problems, she would come over immediately to take care of them. I remember one time in the middle of the night, I suddenly wet the bed, I did not know what to do, crying and screaming, the teacher quickly came over to pick me up with one hand, one hand quickly pull away the wet sheets and padded quilts, to see that my clothes are also wet, and give me a good change of clothes, and then humming a song, while gently patting my back with her hand to lull me to sleep ......
I I clearly remember that she was teaching us in this beautiful voice: "
Spring sleeps without realizing it, and crowing birds are heard everywhere. The wind and rain come at night, and the flowers fall." ......
That voice is gentle and sweet, like a clear spring moisturizing my young soul. She used this sweet voice to open up a vast and wonderful new world for us. I felt very happy in this world and grew up very fast.
Unfortunately, time flies, in the blink of an eye I graduated from kindergarten, the moment I left school, my eyes are full of tears, I really do not want to leave you ah! My mom took time out from her school to pick me up and take me home, and at that moment I also wanted to call you: teacher, mom!
Although I only had the honor to read with you for more than a year, but you have laid a solid foundation for us to go to elementary school, "the silkworms to the death of the silk is not exhausted, the wax torch into ashes and tears began to dry" you and the world of all the love of the students of the same teacher, just like the silkworms and the wax torch, you dedicate yourself to education, the knowledge of the selfless to teach us, burned himself, illuminated us. You are like the silkworm and the torch. With your education and the inspiration of your love, I believe we will go far and wide ......
Thank you, my enlightened teacher!
My Teacher 6th Grade Essay Part 6There is a teacher named Zhu Qiao in our 4(1) class, who wears a pair of red-framed myopia glasses, with a pair of bright eyes inside, so that as long as she sweeps it, she can tell which one is making small movements. The teacher's mouth is like a fast machine gun, as long as a student speaks, the machine gun will sweep over, the students are afraid like a scared little rabbit. The teacher's hair into an explosion head, as far as the pile of yellow "straw", which may be the world's most popular hair.
I think my teacher is a good and bad teacher, sometimes she is very strict, sometimes she is very generous.
Let me start with Ms. Zhu's strict teaching style. Once we turned in the class homework, not long "bell", the bell rang, the teacher strides into the classroom, the face did not show the usual smile, only to see her textbooks "snap" thrown on the podium, said sternly: "Stand up if you haven't done your homework!" Her face became more and more gloomy, her eyes behind her glasses seemed to spit fire. Then a few more dawdled to their feet, and the teacher said in a single word, "Come up to the podium!" I saw a row of students come up, take turns to come up to hit a stick, my turn, I thought: this time I can't escape the teacher's hand, I really regret that I didn't finish my homework yesterday! I only heard a "pop" sound, a stick in my palm, hot, painful, my teacher is like this. Do you think she is fierce?
Don't look at our teacher serious, she also has a gentle side. Once, I was at home with a high fever even homework was not completed. The next day, the class, the teacher walked in, face and gloomy, who did not submit homework today? The teacher stared at me with the eyes of a policeman interrogating a thief. It seemed that she already knew about my not completing my homework. I had to raise my hand and tell the teacher that I didn't do my homework yesterday because I had a fever. Unexpectedly, the teacher was not angry, gently stroking my head kindly said: "So it is, then next time to make up for the homework can be." The teacher no longer criticized me, the tone of voice has become softer.
I like Mr. Zhu's class, I prefer this both strict calendar and gentle language teacher.
My teacher sixth grade essay Part 7
Today I watched TV with my sister, the main character in the TV series said, "Teachers are the engineers of the soul of mankind", which y touched me, it is true, teachers are indeed the first human "engineers" who shape the soul. ".
My teacher is a female teacher: Ms. Hu. She is from the second grade began to serve as my class teacher, when I was just eight years old, or a just walked into the school door of the little girl, do not understand anything, academic performance is also general. Five years have passed, the teacher in order to cultivate and educate our efforts, five years, I comprehensively learn all the courses, the results have been maintained excellent, from the teacher's smile to me, I can see that she is satisfied with my academic performance. These five years from the teacher's teaching to help me also learned how to be a good student with good character and academic excellence, the future better for the people, for the motherland. Every time I was praised by Mr. Hu, my heart was full of joy, and every time I did something wrong, Mr. Hu would patiently explain the reasoning to me and encourage me to correct my mistakes and make great strides forward. Teacher Hu in order to help and educate students, regardless of wind and rain is always working late, in our body to pay too much hard work, every bit of our progress is cohesive with the hard work of the teacher Hu and pay a lot of effort. I must study hard every day to live up to Mr. Hu's hopes for me.
I'm going to enter the sixth grade in the next school year, and in one more year, I'm going to leave the elementary school and enter the middle school. One day I will leave Mr. Hu, but Mr. Hu's care and help for me will always be in my heart, I will remember what Mr. Hu said to me: study hard, early success, and strive to be a useful person to the country and society, live up to Mr. Hu's good expectations of me!
My Teacher 6th Grade Essay Part 8There is a teacher in every student's heart, and the most unforgettable person for me is my elementary school homeroom teacher. She has a beautiful name - Meadow, the person is also like the name is particularly beautiful, she is gentle and considerate, just like a mother has been caring for us.
Primary school in the fifth grade, because the township does not have a finished primary school, to go to the county to go to school. The first time I met my homeroom teacher, it was the time of enrollment, the teacher smiled at me and said, "Welcome to this school." Seeing the kind teacher made me feel better. After enrollment mom and dad to leave, I have never left my parents, know that mom and dad to go, has been holding back tears, in mom and dad to go after I lay in bed and cried sadly. At this time, the class teacher checked the bed and saw me crying, so she put her arms around me and comforted me, saying, "Don't be sad, I am your mother in school, and I will treat you like my own daughter." The teacher's words warmed my heart and slowly stopped crying.
Later, the teacher really became our "mom", but whenever someone in the class was sick, she would send him/her to the hospital, and stayed with him/her all night like a mom, taking care of him/her. She also never scolded, but we do the wrong thing when we will harshly criticize us, when we achieve a little bit of success she never stingy praise. We love our "mom" very much.
I remember most clearly when our class went to the physical examination, there is a boy crossing the street, did not notice that the green light has turned into a red light, directly across the road, when a car flew over. In this emergency moment, Ms. Meiduo directly rushed over and held the boy, the car directly hit the teacher, she was lying on the ground, her face covered with blood. Seeing such a scene, every one of us froze, and after a while we rushed to help her up, she looked at us and said, "Are you guys okay?" We all cried in fear, she endured the pain and said, "Children don't cry, the teacher is fine."
We took her to the hospital and the doctor diagnosed a fracture of the right foot and nothing wrong with the head. Fortunately, this driver braked in time, or we may never see the teacher. The school let her go home to rest for two months, but she did not go, because two months later we are going to participate in the primary examination, she chose to stay with us. Every morning she came to the classroom on crutches to watch us read, and so she stayed until the end of the exam. I am proud to have such a "mom".
The teacher taught us every time to be honest and trustworthy, and to be a useful person to society. At the same time also with their own words and deeds to influence us. Although we have not seen for four years, but your voice and smile is like engraved in my heart, if time can be reversed, I want to be your student again.