How should I put it? So far, it’s a love-hate relationship. It’s a relatively complicated feeling. Students who have not graduated may have different feelings towards counselors than those who have graduated.
Before I went to college, I saw someone say on the Internet that college is actually very easy. As for the counselor, we meet once at the beginning of the semester and once at graduation. It really doesn’t matter in these four years. You will see, no one cares. At that time, I quite yearned for this kind of life. After all, a high school senior who has just graduated and has just escaped the "oppression" of the middle school teacher will yearn for a free campus life. Coupled with the descriptions of college counselors described in novels and TV series that I had read, as well as the descriptions of seniors who had gone to college long ago, I understood that I didn’t need to worry about the counselor at all, because I couldn’t see him at all. So I was happy and relaxed until I met my counselor.
But why is the reality different from the description. I am now in my sophomore year and see my advisor almost every two days. This is actually not bad. Our instructor is very responsible. He really regards us as his own brothers and sisters. He is very gentle when he cares about us, a man who cares about you in every detail. Moreover, he is a "guardian". He often tells us that on campus, conflicts and frictions are inevitable, but if there is a conflict with students from other departments, no matter who is right or wrong, first of all, I will definitely help. You take it out, and secondly, just wait for me to clean it up! And he often runs around non-stop in order to get some benefits for us.
Next, let’s talk about hate. He also often told us, I would rather you scold me in school now than let you scold me after graduation. So based on this principle, he asked us to still have morning and evening self-study every day like freshmen in our sophomore year, and take a quiz every half a month. The dormitory hygiene cannot be lower than a certain score, otherwise the dormitory corridors will be disturbed for a month, and we will often be scolded. Oh, it scares me to think about it. So much so that I'm scared to hear his voice now.
All in all, he is such a man, our counselor, our big brother, I quite like him.