At 7:30 a.m. on the 19th, the five of us drove to the school early to participate in the competition. The first draw to decide the order of appearance.
The president said, "Don't let me draw, I love to draw number one." We spoke up and argued, "You go to draw it. How many numbers can be, it does not matter."
Seeing that there was still time, we decided to find another place to practice. Our five on the order, standing posture, eyes, gestures out of the timing ......, these we want to deliberate again, discuss, discuss, strive for excellence, and strive to achieve the most beautiful state.
There is a large mirror at the corner of the stairs, where the rehearsal is just right. We practiced with full attention, one by one, a state of warming up before the game. The people who passed by were curious to look at us, we do not care. We're both thousand-year-old foxes, and we're not afraid of anyone! Hahaha.
"Number eight. I drew a number eight." The president said joyfully as he ran. We burst into cheers.
"I'll take a jitterbug for you guys." The capable and playful president pulled out his cell phone.
"Let's go downstairs and film it, it's too narrow here." We suggested.
As we walked and recorded, we happened to meet Mr. Wu Guodong downstairs. He helped us record a full video. Not to mention, the footage was wonderfully shot and added a lot of fun to our game.
We went through it again and again, and adjusted it as soon as we felt it wasn't right. The manuscript is a few people divided into action overtime to write out, the hero behind the scenes of the old Joe and Xiao Xu made a lot of suggestions, the courseware is the president stayed up late at night to complete. School work is tedious and specific, we are busy every day, there is no time to rehearse. It's a good thing that what we've written about are the things that our book club has really, really done. When we talk about these things, we can count them as if they were part of our family. The unforgettable scenes appear in front of our eyes from time to time, as if it happened yesterday.
? Finally it was our turn. We left hand clamped the book clip, majestically and vigorously, in the heart of the number of one, two, one, with a neat step, step lightly step toward the stage. On the stage, we naturally separated and stood in a fan shape, holding our binders in our hands, with smiles in our eyes, facing the audience. It would be a lie to say that I wasn't nervous. I felt my hands start to tremble as I held the binder, immediately took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. The tension was immediately relieved. I was just silly bold. In the words of my husband, confident and limited.
Speaking of Ms. Bean's crutches, dragging her injured foot, and moving onto the stage with difficulty with the support of her two partners to participate in the "I am a hurricane from the Atlantic Ocean" book sharing event, my voice choked with a sudden and indescribable feeling of emotion. Every day when I walked into the campus, all kinds of work came, teachers are busy like a whip whip gyroscope, especially classroom teachers, walking are all the way to run. Teachers who are able to read and write consistently are those who really love to read. Bean's uncontrollable desire to share and her insistence on not vomiting y touched me.
Because we say what we do, we are passionate and emotional.
As we raised our arms together and chanted, "Let the fragrance of books in Slippery Rock be more fragrant, and let our world blossom in spring." When the music started, Na Ying's magnetic voice echoed in the small auditorium. The audience applauded warmly.
The time requirement of the competition is lower than eight minutes higher than ten minutes will be deducted points, we used the time just ten minutes, just the right amount of time.
The president is triple-minded, reading aloud, looking at the computer with the rest of her eyes, and controlling the page-turning pen in her hand. She has a lot of words and a lot of tasks, a lot of responsibility! But she accomplished the task brilliantly.
? The competition was over and the president was happy as a child.
? "Let's shoot a jitterbug. Just like this, clap your right hand on your left shoulder twice, clap your left hand on your right shoulder twice, and twist your waist to the rhythm." The president said and demonstrated.
"I don't clap. I can't twist well." The pursuit of ten perfect Hui'er shyly covered her face and said coyly.
"Not afraid, relax relax." We tried our best to persuade.
? Beckoned a little handsome man to record us, once successfully. The president's wonderful pen, the exit, immediately edited a paragraph, sent to our reading group.
We accidentally, got a first place. Director Wang Changli informed us to participate in the principal's forum on the 20th. Also gave us the suggestion that we could put on makeup.
Receiving the new task, Principal Zheng is both happy and anxious. Tomorrow it's time for him to take the stage, and his original idea was to focus on the role of our book club in promoting reading in schools. Once our program is on, it will be repetitive for him to speak again. That's why his script and classroom materials can't be used. Moreover, in the afternoon, our school is going to hold the second school reading program. The second school reading festival will be held in the afternoon, so we have to work late at night to change the script.
In the afternoon after school, the creative team gathered in the principal's office. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a conversation with the police. How to speak in just twenty minutes colorful, must dig deep in our work highlights. We invited the center of the school's principal Ding, principal Chen, please two knowledgeable senior counselor to give us guidance.
After the leadership of the point of view, we sorted out the ideas, we have in-depth discussions, brainstorming, and then divided into action. Also the parents Zhang Wei invited, a dozen people overtime to ten o'clock in the evening. The first draft of the manuscript was completed. We were so busy that we did not have time to eat, Sun Huimin Ren bought baklava became our dinner. My son's martial arts training was also not completed. He is going to participate in the traditional martial arts competition on May 17, but also do not dare to delay the training, so I have to entrust him.
? Thanks to the school for encouraging us.
In fact, reading is our own need and our love. We know that there are many teachers and students and families who do a better job of reading, just that they don't make a big deal out of it and don't get caught. Reading is a peaceful and quiet process, and it is only when you sink your heart into it that you can truly savor the joy of reading. Without praise, we will continue to wander in the sea of books, bathe in the fragrance of books, and improve ourselves. Of course, it's better to praise and recognize.
? On the morning of April 20th, in the lecture hall of Yingmin Middle School, Principal Zheng gave an impassioned and passionate rendition. His speech let more people know the highlights of our school reading work. With light makeup, we were more spirited than yesterday. Our felicitous telling was a useful supplement to the principal's speech. These two programs complemented each other perfectly. For this speech, the leader stayed up all night, and now he can finally put his heart in his stomach. It is not easy!
Old classmate Deng Jianpo used his cell phone to capture a few photos of us, and also recorded a video to send to our Teacher's Nine Twenty-Seven class WeChat group.
Thank you, Gao, for your hard work!
Laughing and singing along the way.
The activity itself has its own significance, and what is more meaningful is the confidence and happiness we gained from it.