The composition of the head teacher 1 Speaking of our head teacher, Mr. Zhang, my heart is full of warmth. She is not only humorous, but also full of childlike interest. She is a good teacher who educates her students in a motherly way.
Teacher Zhang is in his thirties, of medium build, with lovely little freckles on his fair skin. His smiling eyes always contain kindness and wisdom.
From the first day I walked into Gupinggang Primary School, Mr. Zhang has been my head teacher. She teaches us Chinese. When I first entered the school gate, I especially loved to cry. Every little thing can make me cry for a long time. Whenever this happens, teacher Zhang always cares about me and comforts me like her mother. I remember what teacher Zhang said to me the most at that time: "Crying can't solve any problems, and we still have to find a way to solve anything." Now I don't like crying, but the gentle face of Teacher Zhang has always remained in my heart.
Teacher Zhang is very humorous. Once, Lin Tianchi of our class kept his eyes fixed on the ground during class. Teacher Zhang looked at him for a long time, but Lin Tianchi didn't respond. At this time, Mr. Zhang put on a curious look, looked down at the ground, looked up at Lin Tianchi and asked inexplicably, "Is the ground made of glass?" Did anyone take you to class there? "The students all laughed, and Lin Tianchi also smiled shyly. Teacher Zhang easily replaced criticism with a humorous sentence.
Look! Our teacher Zhang is like this. She never scolds her students loudly, but the students listen to her, because her care and love for us have been deeply imprinted in our minds. How can we let such a good teacher down?
After listening to my introduction, what do you think of our teacher Zhang?
My head teacher is Gao, my Chinese head teacher. He is one of my two favorite head teachers. She has a pair of beautiful eyes, the corners of her eyes are full of wrinkles, and she also has a pair of warm hands. She encourages me to move forward with her beautiful voice.
Once, we had an exam on the playground. I glanced at the paper and then rustled it down. The first class is over, and our problems are all finished, only one composition is left. The sun is baking us mercilessly like a big fireball, and the class teacher is holding our paper, so let us go back to class to write our composition. When we came to class, we all began to write compositions. After a while, the bell rang and we continued to write without paying attention to its existence. After writing for about half an hour, we finished it and gave it to the class teacher.
The next day, the test paper was handed out. I only got over 70 points in the exam. When I saw this score, I couldn't help crying. The class teacher saw it and came to comfort me and said, don't cry. It doesn't matter if you don't do well in this exam. Just try harder next time. Don't lose heart, don't lose heart, stand up and struggle. After hearing these words, I felt less sad and said to the class teacher, thank you, class teacher, I will never have a hard time again. The veteran smiled happily.
Students, is my class teacher a good class teacher? You envy me!
Teacher Chen is our head teacher in the new semester. It can be said that she is the most beautiful headteacher I have ever seen. "Bang, bang, bang ..." The bell rang, and the students sat in their seats in fear and trembling, waiting for the new head teacher. Some people are speculating about the appearance of the head teacher, some people are thinking about whether the head teacher is fierce or not, and some people are waiting quietly at the desk. "hey!" 1, I saw a class teacher in plain clothes coming, and the students immediately sat down, with modest mouths under a pair of discerning eyes. She used to have beautiful black hair, often tied in a ponytail, but recently she was carried away by fashion trends, dyed her straight black hair yellow and permed her curly hair.
At first, the students didn't adapt, but gradually, the students liked the foreign teacher in charge more and more. Teacher Chen is approachable and considerate to us. Sometimes I really feel that she is our mother at school. Moreover, she also regards us as her children, fearing that our homework will not be finished and the workload will be twice as small as usual.
It's really a pleasure to listen to the lecture given by head teacher Chen! Her classroom language is accurate and vivid, her tone is yin and yang, and her feelings are real and touching. His class is as attractive as a magnet and attracts us firmly. Teacher Chen, I want to say to you, "Thank you for your painstaking education. We will definitely repay you with excellent results! " "
The head teacher's composition 4 "Ding … Ding ……" rang, and the students rushed into the classroom. As usual, everyone sat squarely in their seats, and the classroom that was noisy just now suddenly became silent. The students stared at the platform, waiting for the teacher to come to class. After a long time, the teacher didn't come. I don't know who shouted "the teacher is not coming, let's play!" " The atmosphere in the classroom soon became active. Instead of sitting in silence, everyone got together in twos and threes, twittering like sparrows in a tree.
Just as everyone was getting carried away, they suddenly heard the sound of footsteps upstairs. The students thought that the teacher was coming, and those who were not sitting in their seats quickly returned to their seats; Those who are drinking water also put away their cups; People who read picture books are busy hiding their beloved comic books; The girls who talked and laughed together also quickly sat up straight; Others grabbed the Chinese book on the desk in a panic and turned it over at random, but they didn't see it. Someone covered his smiling face with a book and pretended to be calm. The door was pushed open, and it turned out that the monitor went downstairs to the office to ask about the situation while everyone was not paying attention. The monitor said, "The class teacher has something to do today, so students should consciously abide by discipline." The students breathed a sigh of relief after listening, and there was another burst of laughter in the classroom.
It's time to run and exercise. Everyone rushed out of the classroom and ran around. Some talk to the classmates next to them; Some ran to other classes to find other students; Some students leave the team to run alone, while others walk slowly and don't run at all. Everyone is worried about the class cadres because you are running here and there. Although the class cadres tried very hard to ask everyone to stay in formation and run back and forth and shout, the students turned a deaf ear.
Well, this is when the head teacher is away. ...
My head teacher is a woman, about 40 years old. She is also our physics class teacher. Therefore, our class has been doing well in physics. My head teacher sometimes loses his temper and sometimes is very kind. When she lost her temper, we all dared not speak, for fear of making the class teacher angry again. I remember once the head teacher lost his temper, just like a volcanic eruption. The head teacher slammed the book on the floor, and then the head teacher went out angrily. After the head teacher left, our class quickly discussed why the old class was angry. When the head teacher came back to the classroom again, we were quiet. The purpose of the class teacher's coming to the classroom this time is to talk about us. Our head teacher also has an interesting side. She often plays jokes on us. She said she didn't dare to beat and scold us because she was too soft-hearted. Whenever she is too soft-hearted, it always makes us laugh.
Our head teacher is very concerned about our study. When our grades are poor, she will urge us to study hard every day. Our head teacher often tells us some famous sayings about learning. We will write down every famous quote she said.
Our head teacher is also very concerned about our health.
I believe that if you are a student of our head teacher, you also like our good head teacher.
Today is Monday, which is a special day, because I became the head teacher. As soon as I opened the curtains, the sky just showed a faint dawn, and a few birds were twittering and singing beautiful songs on the branches.
After washing and eating, I rode to school, and I felt particularly comfortable all the way. I arrived in a short time. Although I didn't have my class today, I hurried to the office to pick up the key and ran to the class I taught. There are already three students waiting outside the classroom door, so I opened the door to let them in. Everyone is here. I asked them to take their temperature again. None of us have a fever, which makes me very happy.
After the second class, I hurried to the classroom and led my classmates to the gym for running exercise. Time flies. The morning class is over. I asked my classmates who had eaten at school to wait in line. I will send my classmates home for dinner to the pick-up line until the last classmate is taken away by my parents. I ran all the way back to lead my classmates who ate at the small table to eat. It was already 12: 30 when I was busy, and I just went to the office to rest for ten minutes. I saw another classmate returning to school, so I quickly went to open the classroom door again. In the afternoon, the work of the class teacher began again. I took my temperature. At the class meeting this afternoon, students were prepared to run for class cadres, and the results were very satisfactory. The students not only actively participated, but also demonstrated high-level speech skills. I am full of confidence in the future of our class.
After school, students on duty continue to be on duty. I let the other students out. I went back to the classroom to check the hygiene. I did a good job. I finally locked the door and prepared to go back to the office. At this time, the school radio station issued a notice: "All class teachers will gather in the comprehensive building at 4: 30." I almost fainted when I heard it. Alas, the head teacher is so hard!
She has a pair of bright eyes, a small cherry mouth, a pair of glasses with purple borders on her high nose, a white and tender face as beautiful as a peach blossom, and always a smile on her face. If you see the head teacher, you will never forget it.
How time flies! Five years have passed in a blink of an eye, and I am already a senior five. The head teacher who accompanied me through these years is my head teacher, Miss Wang.
Whenever we have a Chinese class, Mr. Wang will tell us about this text and then take us into it. Every time I listen to Mr. Wang's lecture, I have the feeling of being there.
When doing homework, Mr. Wang will remind us: "Write homework in the right posture. Don't forget three ones. Don't be nearsighted, like me! " Whenever Mr. Wang finishes this sentence, I will stand up straight and sit up straight; Teacher Wang reminded us to do three "ones" and began to correct our homework. I really won't be careless when I see Mr. Wang in all seriousness! I can't live up to Miss Wang's expectations!
Teacher Wang corrects our homework every day, and he will explain in detail the problems we can't solve. Going home at night, Mr. Wang has to prepare lessons. Teacher Wang is here, and I want to say thank you. Without you, I wouldn't have so much knowledge. Teacher Wang, you have worked hard!
Teacher Wang, you are like an ocean, and I am a small fish, growing up day by day in your ocean; You are the blue sky, I am a bird, I soar in your vast blue sky; You are a hard gardener, I am a flower, and you cut me beautifully!
Class teacher composition 8 The class teacher belongs to everyone. Our class teacher has a round face, short hair, white hair at the temples, thick eyebrows, bright eyes, long eyelashes with a little yellow, a small nose with a keen sense of smell, a sharp tongue and a pair of "ears". This is our head teacher-Miss Chelin.
Teacher Che is gentle, like a lovely kitten, but she is angry, like a fierce tigress. So we hardly dare to say a word or even a word in her class, except when answering questions or discussing a topic in class.
Teacher Che is very concerned about his students. For example, a classmate fell down while running in physical education class and got a little bruised. The teacher will ask it doesn't matter, whether to contact parents, whether to go to school and so on.
On Monday of a week, a small number of students didn't finish their homework. Teacher Che flew into a rage and said, "Monday should have been happy, but so many of you didn't do your homework, and your good mood fell to the bottom." Then anger rushed up. "More than a dozen of you, take out your left hands and get ready to accept ten palms!" "It seems that this car teacher is really angry. Usually, the car teacher does not hit the classmate's palm, and the car teacher will say a few words at most. " We whispered in our hearts.
When Teacher Che is gentle, you can kick shuttlecock with us girls after class!
This is our head teacher-Miss Chelin.
If I were to use one word to describe the head teacher of our class, I would definitely use the word "liar". Want to know why, please see below.
If you see her, don't be confused because she is wearing a pair of glasses. Her eyesight is very good. When doing exercises, the teacher can see every movement in the first row from the last row. Speaking of her sense of hearing and orientation, teachers sometimes attend classes after class. The teacher's listening is not generally good. Sometimes even the whisper of the deskmate can be heard by the teacher. Don't give you a chance just because the teacher can't hear you. No, when she went downstairs to correct her composition, she could hear any sound on it, and even anyone could know it.
In fact, the teacher is also a big liar who loves us. For example, sometimes the teacher will say that if someone hits a classmate in another class, I won't protect you because you are my student. They all say they won't protect us, but they will help the people in our class more or less. Teachers sometimes tell us not to take physical education class or other classes in the future, because our performance in extracurricular classes is very poor. But every time I will ask the class representative to say that the worst performers in the last class will stay and the others will attend classes as usual.
Yes, this is the' liar' head teacher in our class, a person who is about to turn 50.
The composition of the class teacher in Grade Two 10 My former class teacher was Zheng. She's not pretty at all. Pale eyebrows and yellow hair. Although she is very young, she looks like a 30-year-old.
However, an unexpected thing made me completely change my view of head teacher Zheng.
One day after class, I was playing with my classmates and accidentally fell down. My hand suddenly pressed on the burning stove. Wow, with my crying, a wisp of smoke suddenly rose from the stove, and the smell of barbecue filled the whole classroom. A piece of skin on the left hand was missing, and the students were shocked. At this moment, with the thumping footsteps, a man hurriedly picked me up and ran out. I opened my eyes and found that it was Zheng, the head teacher. I trotted to the doctor's house. Teacher Zheng quickly asked the doctor if there was any way to cure it. The doctor replied, some badger oil is fine, but I don't have it here. Zheng, the head teacher, stretched his locked brow a little.
The next day, the class teacher Zheng came to see me. She opened a bag of things, which contained a bottle of badger oil, a bottle of scald cream, candy and food. The classmate who came with me said: this was bought by the head teacher Zheng after he ran a lot of places. After listening to my classmates, my nose is sour and my eyes are moist. Teacher Zheng comforted me and said, have a good rest at home. I will make up lessons for you when I have time.
This is my head teacher. Although her appearance is not beautiful, her heart is the most beautiful.
There is a strict but very gentle teacher in our class. She is our Miss Wang, but we often call her "Sister Ying" as if we were a family.
Her hair is very distinctive, high on both sides and low in the middle, just like a canyon sandwiched between two mountains, but it has bright light, which makes her look younger.
There is no comment on the eyebrows under her hair, but she has a pair of eyes, not ordinary eyes. Her eyes are ever-changing: when she is angry, she looks like a sharp steel knife, which is worse than the eyes of insects, and all "criminal activities" can't escape her eyes; But sometimes she will show very gentle eyes and accompany you to talk and laugh; When she wants to investigate something, her eyes seem to see through your heart and everything about you; When she is confused, there will be a confused look in her eyes, as if the sun was covered by dark clouds that day.
What impressed me the most was her stern eyes, as if she were going to eat me. I sometimes dare not look into her eyes. Her eyes were fierce like a shiny steel knife, hitting my heart mercilessly, and her eyes soon changed. It was a thunderstorm just now, and it was sunny in a blink of an eye.
Her eyes puzzled me and frightened me, but more than that, they made me grateful.
Next to the eyes is the mouth, but it seems terrible to me. Once she starts cursing, it will be like rolling the Yangtze River.
Everyone has shortcomings. Miss Wang's shortcoming is that she is short (a little), but it is because of her short stature that I can read the blackboard clearly without looking up.
Finally, it is Miss Wang's hand. In my opinion, her hands are very old, always immersed in chalk dust, like a pair of white gloves.
Sometimes I admire her in my heart. I also have a wish to be a teacher like Miss Wang and teach and educate people like her.
Class teacher's second grade composition 12 class teacher! You have devoted all your efforts to us, and I have a lot to say to you in the past two years.
I still remember the article you wrote, "Flowers bloom in front of us, and clusters of golden flowers are in front of us. Do you know my children? When I see these fifteen lollipops coming back, I think you have finally grown up ... I am willing to use my hoarse throat to arouse your thirst for knowledge and teach you the truth of being a man ... If the profession of a teacher is a candle, I am willing to light myself and light up the road ahead of you ... "
Teacher, when you are reading your article, I can see it clearly. My hands are shaking and my face is getting red. Your voice is trembling, and as a result, you can't help crying on your glasses and our hearts.
You only earn 1000 yuan a month. I don't know why everyone else takes 3000 yuan, but you take 1000, which is too fair. You work too hard. You work hard for us every day. Every night, you go to bed at one o'clock in the morning and still think about class in your dreams. Under your guidance, many talented students have come out, and they have all been admitted to the school that people dream of. When they come back to see you, you just smile at them and tell them to try again and not to be complacent.
Teacher, you have devoted all your efforts to us, and even the immature children's voice "tell me a mother's story" is not satisfied. Every time I say, "Mom is hoarse, and I have to give lectures to my brothers and sisters! Mom will tell you when she has time. " Every time this cute little girl pouts and walks away. Do you know how moved I was when I heard this sentence in the office?
I remember when I was in the first grade, our class was a mess. All the teachers think this follower is hopeless, but you just don't believe me. Your sweat and patience have influenced us. Finally, we won the spiritual civilization award in the sports meeting, which is our first certificate.
Teacher, you take good care of our 33 children like a loving mother. You are like a dazzling sun, bringing us warmth and illuminating our way forward. ...
The composition of the class teacher 13 The class teacher who impressed me the most was my class teacher, Mr. Zheng. She is very beautiful and lovely. Tall, bright eyes, seems to be able to talk. Zheng's voice is often hoarse. Why? Because class teacher Zheng has to talk about the text every day and teach us how to be a good child. Teacher Zheng is very concerned about us. Once, I was unwell and pale. Teacher Zheng saw me and asked me kindly, "What's the matter with you? Are you sick? " While touching my forehead with a gentle hand. I was very moved and said, "I just feel a little sick." Thank you, class teacher Zheng. "
Listening to Zheng's words, looking at Zheng's kind smiling face, my heart is warm. Teacher Zheng is also very concerned about our safety. I remember that we all went for an autumn outing in the second year of high school. When we wanted to get on the bus, a classmate pushed us. You said to that classmate seriously, "line up, don't crowd, the driver will wait for us." Teacher Zheng thinks about our safety everywhere.
The head teacher is like a candle, illuminating us and burning ourselves. The head teacher is more like a bee, working hard every day and imparting knowledge to us. Teacher Zheng, one day, I will grow up and leave you, but I will never forget your hard work.
In my eyes, there is an excellent teacher. He is Miss Huang, the head teacher of Chinese in our class. Why is he good? Listen to me.
On the first day of school, I saw a big sign at the door of the class-Zhuoyuanban. This name is very shocking, and many students come to our class with envious eyes, which makes me very proud and proud. On that day, the teacher showed us Zhuo Yuanban's brilliant history and outstanding talent. I told myself at that time that I must not lose face to Zhuo Yuanban, let alone to Teacher Huang. I remember Mr. Huang said that in one class, 365,438+0 students went to key high schools. I thought at that time, what an excellent teacher is needed to cultivate such talents! I will also try to sign the wolf flag.
Teacher Huang is not only excellent, but also very kind and seldom gets angry. He is particularly concerned about his classmates, and hopes that every classmate can become confident and excellent in this class. Not only in class, but also during recess, we talked and laughed with everyone and soon became good friends of all of us. Moreover, I found that Miss Huang's eyes seemed to speak. When I am not serious in class, I feel that Teacher Huang is looking at me: "Listen carefully!" "I'll be serious.
Miss Huang is a good teacher. I used to think that Chinese was boring, and it was boring to learn. The last thing I wanted to learn was Chinese. My parents are not disciplined at home, so I am lazy and don't want to study. I am very upset when I look at those dense words. However, since Mr. Huang taught a Chinese class, I have gradually liked it. Every time in class, Mr. Huang will make jokes, which will deepen my impression of the content of the article, relax my mood and experience the fun of Chinese class.
Look, this is Mr Huang. He may not be a perfect teacher, but in my eyes, he is the best and best teacher!
Class teacher, I want to tell you ...
It's been two years. Although you have only accepted us for two years, I have a lot to say to you, just like the Yellow River.
Three years of junior high school, this wonderful time is about to slip away from my eyes, and we are about to leave our alma mater and your side. Although our classmates have only been with you for two years, there are too many words, too many joys, too many indelible memories, too many blessings, too many … Teacher, you have worked hard!
I remember you came to see us in spite of your illness and scolded us. We were all willing to accept it. After all, we were wrong, and you did it for our own good. Thank you for your willingness to point out and teach us for my future. Although we are a little naughty and have some wrong ideas, we have all changed under your leadership. You are our nemesis and our benefactor. Here I want to say to you-thank you!
Remember the days when we talked and laughed? Do you remember when you severely criticized us? We know how good you are to us, and we have spoken ill of your father in private. I know this is wrong, but if the public wants to do this, I will do it as usual. I know it's wrong, but it's no use saying regret, and it can't be taken back. Here, I want to say to you: "teacher, I'm sorry!" "
What impressed me most was your body, teacher. Here, on behalf of all the students, I would like to tell you, teacher, please give up smoking. Smoking is harmful to your health. There is a toxin in smoke called nicotine, which is harmful to health. If you can't quit, just smoke less, okay? Also, we often make you angry, but we are wrong, but you don't need to be angry. Experts say that being angry is easy to get old. Look, you have another wrinkle in the corner of your eye and more white hair. ...
There are thousands of words in it. Let me sincerely say to you: "teacher, thank you for your hard work in these two years!" "