(1) Dad's education story essay
Once I crossed the street with my dad again, I saw the car is farther away from us, I was ready to run to the opposite side, my father took my hand at once and calmly walked to the opposite side. After arriving home, my father said to me in a serious tone: "Children, don't run across the street, so the driver who increases the gas pedal doesn't know whether you can pass or not, so the head of the car is swinging around, it's easy to bump into you." Hearing what my father said, I was embarrassed, yes, now there are more cars, but the quality of the drivers did not improve, do not pay attention to avoid pedestrians. If I really got hit, how terrible the consequences would be! Since then, I haven't made this mistake. There was another time when my mom and dad went out to do some work, my dad specially advised me, "Don't play with the computer all the time! It's better not to play! Read well. Study!" After mom and dad left, I read a book for a while and found it boring, so I wanted to play with the computer for a while, but then I remembered my dad's advice, and now I found that there seemed to be two people inside my heart arguing, one said open it, don't you like playing the most? Turn it on! The other says listen to your parents! Don't open it! But I like to play games, so I finally turned on the computer and played. I play 4399 Happy Farm, as required to do all of a sudden rose a level, I'm happy to play ah play, mom and dad came back, I was scared pale, thinking: again to be scolded! Dad looked at me, smiled and said: "play can play, but play is not the purpose, should be reading. Write, learn knowledge, so that you can become a pillar of the motherland, if you always play games, be y attracted by the game, deserted learning, you will delay their own! So you can play, but understand that play is to relax
(2) Teacher, listen to me in the middle school story Essay - 500 words
Teacher, please listen to me
-- How to evaluate a class
A physical education class is finally finished again, with a feeling of apprehension, the teacher I would like to say a few words to you, right or wrong, just some of my views, but also the teacher to please take it easy ah.
The first sentence: Teacher, please smile at us more
A class down, we looked at the teacher sweating, packing the field equipment busy preparing for the next lesson, we are also very distressed, but most of us do not dare to go up, only to look at you and the sports commissioner is busy, and think of you the whole class expressionless, we would like to go over to help the feet and put back. Teacher, I think we do not want to be a false mask, but you should show in front of the students a true color of me, a real me, and we laugh together, cry together, our hearts will become young and happy, but also appreciate the teacher's painstaking efforts, will be self-correcting, happy mood to learn the movement, improve the movement, this is not the teacher you expect? The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a conversation with a friend of mine, and I thought it was a good idea!
The second sentence: Teacher, do not engage in one-word, do not let us all do the same action, we want a little personality
Teacher, we do not want to listen to you nagging a lesson, we want you to simply tell us the purpose of this lesson, tell us the essentials of the action, the rest, so that we come to their own. We are all students with different personalities, different endowments, different hobbies, don't be annoyed by our fight in class, it is our mutual motivation to motivate each other, to promote the learning of mastery of the movement, we will soon reach our learning goals. Teachers, let us become friends who trust each other!
The third sentence: Teacher, please do not look at my grades, but look at the effort I put in
Teacher, some students in our class are good at sports and often get good grades in sports tests. First of all, that's because they have good innate qualities. Secondly, they learn to move in a short time, the same time they can practice several times more. Teacher ah, you have seen, we these "stupid" students are not not practicing ah, we are also practicing over and over again, however, we will always have individual differences, we want to master a movement will practice for a long time, the good students have already begun to learn the next movement, we have not mastered the last movement, but we have paid a lot of effort. But the effort we put in has been great. However, there is always a reward for our efforts, and we have gained knowledge and success in our endeavors. Teachers, let's be friends who work hard!
Fourth sentence: Teacher, I want to get your praise and encouragement
Teacher, sometimes my action is not good, not to say that you criticize me, you are far from looking at me a glance in my heart, in fact, the action is not good to do most of my own heart clear, just I can not change it. I believe that your praise and encouragement when I do the right movement will give me more confidence and interest to learn, and will motivate me to learn the movement better and more standard. Teacher, let's be friends who encourage each other!
Fifth sentence: Teacher, let's *** with a good lesson
The fifth sentence is also the one I want to say the most, teacher, we want to do a good lesson, we need to teacher and student *** with efforts, need to have a sincere and perfect cooperation between us. Only if we have learned knowledge, physical skills and improved our physical and mental health in a class, only then can we teach and promote our development. Lay the foundation for our happy sports and lifelong sports. And this, isn't it what you expect, teacher? Teacher, let us become friends for life!
⑶ My family's education story essay
My family's story
There are so many stories that happen in my family, as many as the grapes on the grapevines, some of them are brightly colored, and some of them are richly scented....... For my part, I'm going to pick the best-looking and the most delicious ones for you to taste.
Hey, look ah, home is extremely common "remote control scramble" and soon to start. The main protagonist is naturally the father AND mother, and occasionally there will be a little bit of a little episode, that is, I and my little sister!
The alarm went off again, and the quartz clock chimed eight times. Dad quickly turned in from the window, holding the remote control to "CCTV 5" to watch the "CBA" league. At this moment, the agile mom also seems to be like an airplane like FEI over, like a UFO, landed on the dad, snatched the remote control to "CCTV 8" to see the "stone broken" TV series, the little sister jumped to the front of the TV set, with the button to the "Children's Channel". The little sister jumped to the front of the TV set, with the button to the "Children's Channel" to watch cartoons, I also went over to watch cartoons with my little sister. I also went over to watch cartoons with my little sister. Dad went to grab the remote control from mom, and mom used it to adjust the channel. My little sister and I built a brick wall with our bodies, and the remote control didn't work (^ ^). "Sakura is so beautiful when she uses magic!" My little sister couldn't help but admire it and I said "Yeah! Kotomine is pretty cool too."
"Clang!" Mom's quartz clock sounded again, my sister and I also watched the cartoon, mom hung her head and said, "Ugh, this episode and did not see." Dad pretended to be angry and said, "Wifey, I blame you, I can't watch my 'CBA' league." "Old man it's all your fault, I didn't get to see my 'Stone Cold' again." MM and I show hands, look at a smile, said: "Mi have we drop things, first flash ......" Dad and mom continue to K ......
The stars outside the window son blinking small eyes
The stars outside the window are blinking their eyes, and the moon is smiling at us, as if it wants to play this "fun" game with us, but this "cartoon" is really good!
(4) core values, education around the essay 500 words or so
socialist core values around
Qilu network February 22 (Shandong reporter Zhang Yang Qingdao reporter Wang Lifan), according to Shandong Broadcasting Television News Center, Shandong News Broadcasting reported that the discovery of a kind of good, look forward to a wonderful. What opens your dusty touches, what frames your eternal memories, looking for the most beautiful moments, today, together to pay attention to Qingdao, a bus driver and more than a dozen passengers of the snowy night story. Netizen Red Zizi commented, "That night on the No. 2 bus was the warmest, and the driver was the most beautiful." Indeed, I firmly believe that all the passengers on that bus will say so, and all the people who read this story will say so, because this warm and beautiful story is so warm, so kind, so pure, because in this warm and beautiful story of the snowy night, there are socialist core values that warm everyone's heart. After waiting anxiously in the snow for 20 minutes, Yuan Shuai, who could not get on the bus, walked to the No. 2 bus stop. At this time, most of the buses in the city have stopped running, and the 2 buses that operate the latest are only the last ones left. Yuan Shuai said, "I was asked if I wanted to go on the last bus, and I was very moved and surprised to go on the last bus." This is the kind of kindness and warmth that we all feel when we are in a situation like this. There were more than ten passengers on the bus, all of whom were picked up by the driver after walking all the way to the bus. It was still the Spring Festival holiday, so the passengers changed the lyrics of the Happy Birthday song and sang it to the driver. Qingdao 2 bus driver Qin Zi'an said, "I thought there was a birthday on the bus, I didn't think about it, but the passengers said they sang it to you and praised you, so I felt that my service was not in vain. This is a beautiful modification, this is the warmth of the song, this is the aggregation of positive energy, this is the transmission of friendly, the driver is beautiful, the passenger is beautiful, the No. 2 bus is a friendly virtue, public welfare and civilization of the moral car. This Qingdao No. 2 bus is an overtime bus on the route from the train station back to Jintan Road. In the snowy night, the bus stops for everyone. All the way through, all the way to deliver. A bus trip that would have taken an hour took an extra 40 minutes this night. This is a journey of love, this is a beautiful voyage, this is a friendly road, and this is a warm landscape on a snowy night. The next day, the love story of the snowy night bus was sent to microblogging by enthusiastic passengers, and many netizens were touched by it. Virtue is always longed for, goodness is always open to the public, and friendliness is always passed on, and the socialist core values around us are the most wonderful, the most beautiful, and the most loving and warm. At present, we are vigorously promoting socialist core values, bus drivers "snow night story" enlighten us: socialist core values are around us! We should cherish, seriously take care of, carefully transmitted, so that the core socialist values become the soul of each of us, become our social life of all citizens *** with the firm, adhere to the core socialist values, beautiful society; establish the core socialist values, wonderful life!
(5) love education story essay 600
Let the world be full of love
Author: Anonymous
As the saying goes, good life has a sunset red. Who does not have the old time, it is important to be good before you old first your future look. Therefore, I decided to go to one of our Quanzhou nursing home to honor the old once.
Mom and Dad heard this opinion, raised their hands in favor, so I called on a few good friends to go to the nursing home to take care of the elderly. To the door of the nursing home, found that the so-called nursing home is a seven or eight-storey building; the building has a largest room is the activities of the hall.
When we went there, it happened that all the old people were inside. After explaining where we came from, these lovely old people moved the chairs one by one, just like the first grade students listening to the lecture for the first time, the rows are messy, but it doesn't matter, our activities to honor the elderly officially began.
First of all, I performed my best recitation, which won a lot of applause from the old people. Next, a grandmother ran up and said she wanted to play a piece of erhu for us to listen to. We were so excited that we sat down to listen to the grandmother play the erhu.
The sound of the erhu seemed to take us back to the ancient times, lying on the bed, drinking wine, seeing the maids of honor dancing the elegant classical dance. Without realizing it, the erhu performance was over, but we were still immersed in the beautiful scenery.
After a while, we all sobered up, and now it's time to do what the old people do every day, square dancing. The old people are scattered into three lines, each line has exactly the same number of people. The old people danced their best the most dazzling national wind. When the music started, the old people twisted their waist for a while and turned around for a while. Their sensitivity was no less than that of the young people. After the dance, we finished the game with the old people. Play turnip squatting time, only one old man out of the game, other old people will shout 'ah, you out of the game, live a group of children.
Finally, we were leaving. When we gave them gifts, an old man excitedly shook my hand and said 'Waer, thank you for today. You must study hard when you go back, the dream of the motherland lies in your generation.
(6) My home education 500 words essay
From the moment I croaked to the ground to now, there have been more than 10 years. During these 10 years, my mom and dad's words and deeds and good family atmosphere have been y affecting me. Whether it is living and learning, or doing things, there are countless memories that make me unforgettable, in my course of growth when I inspire me, spur me on.
I remember once, I was a math problem difficult to find, after a hundred ideas had to go to ask my mother. Mom told me once, but still did not understand, for fear that my mother said I was stupid, then lied that I understand. So, my mom gave me a similar question for me to do, I can not figure out the quantitative relationship in the question, half a day did not do it. Mom saw this, harshly criticized me, I was very aggrieved, bean-sized teardrops rolled down from the face. Mom said sternly: "Doing school to be honest, there is one is one, there is two is two, can not pretend to understand." Listened to my mother's words, think about what I did, I just y realize my own mistakes, "Yes, if I just let my mother tell me a few more times, the problem may be solved." So, I truthfully admitted my mistake to my mom and asked her to tell me a few more times. Mom patiently told me up ......, she spoke while using line graphs to represent the quantitative relationships in the problem, so that I can better understand. Over and over again, I finally understood. And mom, too, had a satisfied smile on her face. From then on, whenever I encountered a problem, I could always analyze it carefully, and if I really couldn't figure it out, I would humbly ask others for advice until I understood it. This habit, so that I benefited greatly, academic performance gradually improved.
My father is also an honest and trustworthy person. He promised others things never renege; they can not do things also never promise. "He is a man of honor and integrity, and he never breaks his promise to others; he never makes a promise if he can't do it. He often taught me to be honest. Once, I was playing at home and accidentally broke a cup that my father especially cherished. At that time, I was terrified, thinking: this is over, Dad will not spare me. What should I do? I have a bright idea, hurry to clean up the mess, then say I don't know. Said dry, I hand and foot neatly cleaned up, and then sat down to the desk to pretend to read a book. Usually my favorite story, this will not be able to read, my mind is always thinking about the cup. I thought of my father's honesty and trustworthiness, and remembered my father's usual education to me, I felt ashamed of my stupid idea just now, I decided to boldly admit my mistake to my father. After Dad came home, I truthfully explained the situation to Dad; I did not expect, Dad not only did not criticize me, but also praised me.
In our harmonious family of three, I am the baby of my mom and dad, and the source of their happiness. I've been working hard to create a comfortable environment for me to grow and learn, and I've been growing up happily in this cozy family. I firmly believe that I will grow into a virtuous and talented person, so that mom and dad because I am proud of me, because I am proud!
(7) to my education story as the topic of the essay
an inch of time an inch of gold, feel the passage of time .
Mr. Shen Congwen once said: "Things have to be proved by time, but time itself is like an extremely abstract thing, no one can say what time is like." Yes, time is this, he can witness the warmth of the family, he can witness the sincere friendship, he can also witness the eternal love; however, time is so sneaky from the fingers, he "came as a spring dream a few more times, go like the morning clouds without looking for a place".
Everyone lives in the continuous flow of the river of years, the river has eddies, reefs, rapids, but God did not give us time to rest, so there is no opportunity to retreat, only to move forward. In this unending river of life, we experience the pain and pleasure of growing up ......
Enjoy the joy of growing up
Growing up is full of joy, like a piece of sweet milk candy. Gently lick the sweetness lingering in the corners of the mouth, let us relive this wonderful joy-
My friend
We often talk together about the first time we met ......
It was a hot summer day, and I was I came to the school on a hot summer's day, nervous to take my first step into the middle school. Led into the classroom by the teacher, I quickly searched for a suitable seat. At that moment, a girl sitting against the wall caught my attention. She had a small round face and a thick ponytail at the back of her head. Seeing a seat beside her, I walked over to her without thinking. I nervously asked, "Classmate, is this seat taken?" She didn't say anything, but answered me with a smile. That was the first time we interacted with each other.
Later, when she talked about this incident, she always wondered why I chose that seat. However, it is even more coincidental that after a few adjustments, we were able to sit in the same two seats where we first met. This may be called fate!
We also often remember the beginning of the military training in the beginning of a variety of past events ......
The first night, due to the lack of beds, she and I slept in a bed. You know, the narrow single bed is no way to accommodate two junior high school students. That night, I was afraid that she could not sleep well, so I pressed my body tightly against the wall, but I could not sleep. When I turned around, I realized that she was also thinking of me, the lower half of the body are drooping under the bed, I know, that night she did not sleep well.
This is still fresh in my mind!
This lovely girl is my good friend, Jade!
My study
After going to middle school, the number of courses is increasing, the burden is increasing, which also urges me to develop good study and living habits. After another semester of exercise, I really found the importance of habits.
Take English for example!
I used to have a major weakness in memorizing vocabulary. I always thought that I didn't know how to do it well, so I asked for advice on how to memorize words, but I ignored the importance of habit.
In this semester, the English class has developed the link of dictating words in every class, which urges us to memorize words every day. I often forget to review the words at first, and then the next day when I dictate them, they are all out of order. Gradually, I began to adapt to the fact that every day after learning a new word, I would remind myself to pick up a book and read it. Later, now, I have fully developed the habit of reviewing the words every day, and I can't help reviewing the words without being urged or forced to do so. This is the process of habit formation.
So, in the phrase test, I got a perfect score. Through this test, I realized how great the power of habit is!
Some people say: "Details determine success or failure", and I say: "Habits make details"!
My music
When it comes to my hobbies, I seem to have endless words, because I not only have a wide range of hobbies, but also like to make friends through hobbies.
Here's a little bit about one of my specialties--playing the piano! Although my piano level is not how how high, although I did not take a nine grade ten, although I play to the present only six level, but I love music, I love the piano. When the mood is restless, play a serenade for yourself, calm your mind; when the body is exhausted, play a lyrical song for yourself, relaxed and comfortable; when the heart is bitter, play a sonata for yourself, express your feelings ...... Music is God's wonderful elves, and the piano is the messenger of music, will be a wonderful heavenly voice! The piano is the messenger of music, spreading the wonderful music of heaven to every corner of the world!
I am interested in the piano, but also in books for fun. Another hobby of mine is reading. People say: books are the ocean of knowledge, but I think books are the temple of knowledge. Before entering this majestic hall, people know nothing, but once in the hall, will be displayed inside the objects, the characters appeared y attracted, never-ending immersion in this magnificent hall. This is the book.
I not only like to tour in the temple of art and knowledge, I am also a loyal fan of sports! I like to swim, good at playing badminton, and participate in many other sports. Life is movement, we are also in constant movement in the growth, progress ......
This is my hobby, I hope that in the future through my hobby to make more friends!
My gain
Soon, a semester is coming to an end, every time I can gain a lot of many ......
As a student, it is natural to gain knowledge, but this time, in addition to this time, I have gained a learning method. There are only two words for this method: independence. Once upon a time, when I was doing math, I saw that a problem would take some time, so I just didn't even think about it and asked my parents. I got into the bad habit of asking my parents when I couldn't do something, and when I had to think on my own, I couldn't do it. When I went to middle school, there were more problems that required independent thinking and solving, and only by solving them on my own could I fully grasp what I had learned. I began to realize the disadvantages of this habit, so I learned to think independently and learn to have my own opinion. Although now there are many questions I still can not answer, but at least I tried, I experienced a thinking process. This is a kind of exercise; this is a kind of improvement!
(8) to "the story of education" as the topic of the essay
After reading the "love of education" to my first feeling, that is - love.
The author of "Education for Love" is Amici, who spent ten years to write this book, which is now published in large quantities. The book is a touching story expressed to people in the voice of an Italian schoolboy called Enrico.
One of the stories in the book is "The Beach," about a ship that leaves Liverpool for Malta on a December day. In the third class cabin there is a teenager, his name is Mario, his parents are dead, so he had to go back to his hometown to let a distant relative to take care of him, and soon after boarding the ship, he had a companion, a beautiful red scarf tied a girl Julieta. They were talking about each other's experiences on the deck when suddenly the wind picked up, and it got bigger and bigger, creating huge waves that lashed the ship, and before long the water reached the deck. Another huge wave hit and Mario fell, blood ran down from his head, Julieta put the red scarf she had around her neck around Mario's head and they hugged each other tightly. The waves were getting bigger and bigger, the boat was losing control ...... and it looked like it was going to sink, the captain ordered the only lifeboat to be lowered, and people were frantically pushing their way to the top. "There's still one more child to come up, the little boy," shouted the sailor. The shout woke up Mario and Julieta, who were lost in thought. Upon hearing the sailor's words, Julieta dropped her arms in despair, but Mario gave up his own hope of survival and let Julieta go down to the lifeboat, wishing Julieta well and wishing Julieta could see her loved ones. What a touching story!
Education of Love is a book in which every article is simple and simple, and the characters depicted are extremely ordinary, with no ups and downs, and no intriguing suspense, but the sincere feelings between people that flow between the lines have always touched me.
"Education for Love" I read in one breath, although I did not shed tears, but my heart has been y moved. What attracted me was not that he could boast of having read another world-famous book, but the touchable love embodied in every little story.
The Education of Love taught me what love is, what a good friend is, and what it means to be brave and strong and persistent. I like this book very much.
(9) 500 word essay! Educated story!
I am a girl who loves to listen to stories, mom and dad, grandparents and my classmates have told me a lot of stories. As far as I can remember, my mom once told me a story that I still can't forget.
Mom told me this is a true story, the story is about a poor boy to save tuition to sell goods. He had a hard time selling, and finally, desperate, he knocked on a door and hoped the owner would give him a glass of water. The young hostess smiled and handed him a cup of thick, hot milk. The boy drank it down with tears in his eyes, and from that moment on, he regained his courage in life. Years later, he became a famous surgeon. One day, the famous surgeon operated on a very sick woman and saved her life, but the woman couldn't afford to pay for the expensive operation. At that moment, the doctor realized that the woman was the same woman who had given him the glass of hot milk years before! He decided to quietly pay for her surgery. So when she was discharged from the hospital, she saw these words on the bill: surgery: a glass of milk.
After telling the story, my mom smiled and asked me: "Is it good? What do you understand?" I pondered for a moment and said, "Gratitude!" I understand why mom told me this story. She wanted me to have a grateful heart like the doctor. I also realized from this story that gratitude is the most beautiful sentiment in the world. Nowadays, we're all only children, pampered and spoiled, and we're always fed and clothed. What our parents, elders and teachers have done for us has been taken for granted in some people's eyes. So how to have a "thankful" heart It is well known that a father's love and a mother's love is the most ordinary, but also the greatest love. Who will ask us for warmth, who will prepare a big meal to welcome our children home, and who will cheer us up when we are in trouble, I think it's impossible for us as children not to feel it, so let's start with the most basic things. Let's start with the basic gratitude to our parents, cook a meal for mom, give dad a back rub, write a thank you note to our parents. More importantly, now study hard, do not give parents trouble; the future to do a useful person in society, is the best return to parents.
Mom told this story although it has been a long time, but the doctor's figure often in my mind. Let us all have a grateful heart like that doctor, then we will be full of love between people; with love, then our life will be more harmonious and beautiful.