Talking about the teacher's diary 1, Kirin wrote back to me! When doing exercises, he suddenly said, "Teacher, I wrote back to you." I'm so happy! I'm so happy! Haha, unexpected things. He also specially folded a camera for me, saying it was a small gift for me. Everyone knows to write letters. Isn't it a pity not to write to everyone?
The first class is Chinese. First, Huang Jing said he would change classes with me and let me have the second class. Then Mr. Gu took an open class to change classes. After all, the first lesson is still to be taken. In the first class of tomato sun, I focused on reading aloud. I felt very uneasy in class because the second class has not been decided yet. The first class and the second class should be related and carefully arranged. Now the second class has written the first class without a clue. What should I do? This class seems to be crowded for forty minutes. What should be said in the first class is not fixed? It depends on the text, I think so, otherwise all classes will be too boring and mechanical.
Ding took a book to lend to his classmates. It's very kind of him. Give me two chocolates. Hehe, I want to give it to some children. Let's tell a story as a reward in the 14 class on Thursday. This is the so-called resource utilization.
Qiu Jiwei actually said that my classmates worshipped me. I'm really flattered and guilty.
I feel good about invigilating English and listening. I rejected a student in a wordless way: "Can you read?" Ren Guoqing didn't take the exam, so he read the book I borrowed from him. I read it with relish. Do you regret it, Xu Yucheng? Do you regret it, Wu Qiuyao? Oh, remember to lend the book to Zhao Tingting tomorrow. (Xu Yucheng, the child, always gives him a chance. If there is no chance, he wants to borrow books and write on the blackboard. )
I couldn't find anyone to clean the students on duty, so I redrafted a duty list, which seemed impossible to implement, because it seemed that I was not suitable to overturn Mr. Gu's arrangement, so I could only ask my classmates to help me write one, but it had been urged for almost two weeks, and the efficiency was too low. This class teacher is in charge, which is too dereliction of duty. Hurry again tomorrow!
I am very happy to take my children to the playground to sing during the big break, although I can't sing either, hehe. Let Xu Zhenyang help me copy the lyrics on the blackboard after school, and copy them carefully!
About the Teacher's Diary 2 Teacher Chen Ling, the head teacher of our class, is "hearing the voice first, then seeing the person", just like Xifeng in Rainbow in a Dream of Red Mansions. She is in a hurry, crisp and neat, and doesn't want a man. In my mind, she is a dignified "female man" and also a "female man" when she is sick. Look down if you don't believe me!
In math class, if in normal times, she must be "possessed by Nezha" and riding "hot wheels", but it's been a long time since today. Everyone looked at each other doubtfully. At this time, Mr. Chen walked into the classroom with heavy steps and covered his head painfully. Let's take a look and give the answer in seconds: she is ill. Sitting in the first group, I found that when Mr. Chen was writing on the blackboard, her brow was locked and her expression was painful, which made my heart bleed, but when she turned her head, she showed a sweet smile. In fact, we all know that Miss Chen is very upset, but she didn't show it at all. Look, the "female man" who is sick in class!
Finally, when the class was over, I hurried over and asked her, "Teacher Chen, what's wrong with you?" It turned out that when she woke up in the morning, she felt dizzy and couldn't turn anything around, but she still insisted on coming to class.
In the afternoon, Mr. Chen is still fighting for next week's "Singing with Passion" competition, helping us practice again and again, and gesturing again and again to beat the time for us. Students are no longer talking and laughing as usual, but singing loudly, grasping the beat, singing the right tone and making beautiful movements. Everyone hopes to sing well soon, so that Mr. Chen Can can rest assured and have a quick rest.
Our teacher Chen is a "female" teacher, and I feel extremely happy and proud that I am her student! I sincerely wish Mr. Chen a speedy recovery!
About the teacher's diary 3. The teacher came to visit at home.
On Sunday afternoon, it was very cold. When I came back from my neighbor's house after playing chess, I heard the familiar voice of teacher in charge, Mr. Wang, at my door. Then I thought: Oh, my God, Miss Wang must have "complained" to her mother! Alas, I only blame myself for secretly reading that attractive comic book in class, which was discovered by the teacher, and I quarreled with Ling because of playing table tennis. In the past, when the class teacher came to complain about such a thing, he was beaten by his father. Now the new head teacher, Mr. Wang, has come to us again!
I only heard my mother say, "Miss Wang, I'm so sorry. It's too bad that you took the trouble to come back to pick up my child in such a cold day. She really doesn't understand. If you have any bad performance, just say it. " I leaned against the door and watched you secretly. I saw the teacher wiping the rain on her forehead and said with a happy smile, "She's fine. Every time the teacher gives an instruction, she can finish all the work well, and she is also enthusiastic about her classmates and willing to help them. The only bad thing is that she is too timid, seldom speaks in class, and dare not finish her class homework independently. She should ... "
Behind the door, my heart pounding in my throat finally returned to its original place. I thought gratefully, thank you so much, teacher. I haven't finished thinking, but I suddenly heard Miss Wang ask my father, "Where did she go today?" The father said in surprise, "The child was here just now! Where are you now? "
After listening to their conversation, I had to walk into the door with my head down. Teacher Wang took me and touched my head and said kindly, "Don't be afraid of this, have more courage, and cultivate more confidence and courage in the future." You will be a good student! "
I am relieved and secretly determined to fight for my confidence and courage! After the teacher's home visit, I looked up and saw the sun hanging high in the sky outside the window, and the teacher disappeared into the gorgeous sunset by bike. ...
About the teacher's diary The first class on Tuesday morning is Chinese. The Chinese teacher came into the classroom as soon as the bell rang. I turned on the computer as usual, and the computer screen in the classroom was black and I couldn't see anything. The teacher knocked on the touch screen with his hand, but the computer screen didn't respond. The students began to say noisily, "Computer poisoning, computer poisoning." It was the same when the math teacher opened it yesterday. what can I do?
The Chinese teacher turned and walked out of the classroom. After a pause, he came in with a keyboard and mouse in his hand. He connected the keyboard and mouse to the computer. I saw that he knocked on the screen with his hand first, but the screen still didn't respond. He kept tapping the keyboard with his hand several times. Unfortunately, we didn't see what he was typing. The screen instantly turns from black to gray, and several dialog boxes appear at the same time, which read "What to restore" and "What to wait for". The teacher operated too fast, only to see the teacher knock a string of letters on the keyboard again, and he clicked the mouse again. That's great. After a while, the computer "dripped" and the screen turned blue. At the same time, a series of English letters appeared, which none of us could understand. At this time, the classroom was quiet and no one spoke. Everyone is thinking, can the teacher repair the computer? This is a Chinese teacher, not a computer teacher.
Then the teacher knocked on the keyboard several times and stopped for about twenty seconds. The screen rang "Didi" again, and the whole screen turned black again. It is broken. Did the teacher repair the computer? The classroom immediately boiled up and the students talked loudly.
After about twenty or thirty seconds, the screen flashed the picture of our usual boot. The teacher also made a victory gesture with his hand, and the whole class cheered. Wow, this teacher is great. He can not only teach Chinese, but also repair computers. I really envy our new teacher.
If I want to outline the image of a good teacher in my mind in a few words, I think I should describe it in four words: gentle, knowledgeable and entertaining. He or she is not only a respected teacher, but also a big friend.
Isn't this the sketch of our head teacher and Chinese teacher, Miss Gao?
When we open the contact book of our school, we often see Mr. Gao's exhortation, such as "drink more water and be less crazy in drought" Miss Gao not only cares about us in this way, but also always gives patient guidance in her study: if you are absent from class, she will call you to the office and explain it to you with kind eyes and gentle tone until you understand. At this time, you will feel that she is like our mother, shining the light of love in our hearts and making us feel warm.
Miss Gao is a clever teacher. She inspires our thinking in various ways. In the last article "Autumn Love", Mr. Gao's eloquence seemed to really bring me into Shi Tiesheng's inner world and let me feel Shi Tiesheng's pain at that time. When the teacher announced the class was over, everyone was still immersed in the artistic conception of the article explained by Teacher Gao. Some students still have tears in their eyes.
As a class teacher, Miss Gao is not only an excellent teacher, but also good at educating people. In order to train us to love labor, be willing to practice and learn how to manage money, we invented the "school integral-family bank" plan. The plan is something like this: each of us has a job. If you do your duty, you will get extra points in exchange for the currency of our class E currency. Electronic coins can be exchanged for small gifts from teachers and pocket money from "family banks" (parents). This plan makes us feel that the class is like a small city, full of fun.
My teacher is Miss Gao, who opened the door to the unknown world and gave us a pair of eyes to know the truth, goodness and beauty!
About the teacher's diary 6 in our life journey, we will always meet some unforgettable people, such as parents, classmates, teachers …
When I first entered the eighth grade, because I had an extra physics class, my rest time became shorter and shorter, and my study became more and more tense. When I first came to the classroom, everything was so strange. Strange faces and strange voices are sitting in the same strange classroom, waiting for the same stranger. ...
After a while, a young teacher came in from the front door and shouted to the noisy crowd, "Be quiet." Everyone looked up at her involuntarily. "I am your head teacher in the next eighth grade and your physics teacher. I hope you study hard. "
Originally, this physics teacher was an amiable and gentle image in my heart. We can get along for a long time, but it's different.
"Today, if you haven't finished reciting physical concepts, you can't have a rest. In addition, if you have finished reciting, come to me and get a set of papers, and write all the first three, and ... "After just a few weeks of school, we were impressed by the teacher's" devil "training, and we couldn't finish reading books and writing papers every day. Sometimes, I really want to shout at the sky: "Ah! A lot of homework! " ……
However, our teacher also has a different side.
That day, in order to prepare for tomorrow's needs, the lights were almost turned off, so I ran to the dormitory quickly. At the door of the office, I took a casual look. The teacher is still sitting at the desk, grading papers, and only this office in the whole teaching building is still lit. At that time, I felt that our teacher was very strict, but also very responsible. ...
Teachers, like spring silkworms, devote their lives; Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others; Teachers are like spring rain, nourishing everything. In order to make us the pillars of the motherland, teachers put pressure on us all the time and made millions of efforts. What is the reason why we are not grateful?
Study hard for our better future.
Tell you a little secret about teacher's diary 7! Twenty or thirty teachers have taught me since I went to kindergarten! They are all good teachers, but the most impressive ones should be Mr. Xiang and Mr. Yang from Class 1 and Class 8, Senior High School.
They have shiny black hair, big eyes as bright as pearls, and they love to laugh very much. They laugh affably. Say they are twins, no, because they don't have the same surname! Say good, alas! I heard! In this mid-term exam, there are eight classes in senior one, and the scores of Chinese and mathematics are the first among the ten classes in the whole grade. Didn't you win the first place in the last winter sports meeting? I told you, work is not tiring, you need a good partner! Get to the point, tell me about me!
I remember when I first entered school, I came to this strange environment. I used to be timid. I never dare to raise my hand and I don't want to communicate with my classmates. I seldom leave the classroom even after class. Later, when the teacher was free, he took the initiative to chat with me and play with me. When I met a problem I didn't understand, the teacher gave me a "small stove" at the expense of my rest time. I am slow in doing my homework. The teacher is never angry and always patiently explains to me. Later, with the help and encouragement of my teacher, I learned to get along with others and became cheerful. In class, when I answer questions, the teacher will look at me with encouraging eyes and encourage me with words after I answer. The teacher's care makes me full of confidence. I love my teacher and our campus.
Time flies, and before you know it, a year has passed. The two teachers not only taught me knowledge, but also taught me to be a polite, polite and civilized pupil. In my memory, only my mother cares about me and loves me so much.
After listening to my introduction, I believe you will also like them. This is my favorite good teacher.
About the teacher's diary 8 What is a teacher? Teachers are the unknown land, caring for every inch of their lives and sheltering them from the wind and rain; Teachers are the stars at night, paving the way for lost scholars. The teacher is a constant light under the light, and the bright red comments are shocking.
On the road of life growth, besides my parents, we will be accompanied by many teachers. In these happy times, I met a good teacher, Miss Bai, who taught me English for two years.
The new year is about to begin, and I entered the middle school period. In this important period, I met my English teacher. She has blonde hair, round eyes, an amiable face, always so amiable, her eyes are always so bright from which pair of black-rimmed glasses, and her language is always so profound, so beautiful and funny.
I remember once, she asked us to recite English phrases. After a while, I got up the courage to look for her, but just as I began to recite the first sentence, I couldn't open my mouth, maybe I was too nervous. But she was not angry, but told me patiently and kindly not to be nervous. I recited it to her again. Time passed quickly at this time, and I finished reciting it. Then she told me that two words were mispronounced, marked them in red ink and led me to read them.
I still remember that it was a night study, and she gave us a lecture. I was in the first row of the class, because the light in front was too bright, and the students couldn't see the reflection behind me clearly. I asked the students to turn off the lights first, and then asked if we could see it clearly. Then I asked them to write the questions in their textbooks. She went on to say that Miaoguo would be copied when people were clear, so I said, "Teacher, I saw it clearly." Then continue to copy the questions. She is not strict with her students and gets along well with other teachers.
Teachers, like the spring breeze, push our thoughts and vitality to us; Teachers are like warm winds in summer, giving us knowledge and truth; Teachers are like the cool breeze in autumn, examining our mistakes and shortcomings; Teachers are like the cold wind in winter, blowing away our miscellaneous accounts and stains mercilessly.
About the teacher's diary 9 I have been studying teaching design these days, and deep thinking has given me new ideas about classroom teaching. Before, I paid great attention to the classroom atmosphere and hoped that students would study in a happy atmosphere. So when I designed it, I thought about how to make the atmosphere more relaxed. In-depth study of teaching design, I found that this idea is too superficial. For teaching design, we should start from the content of the course itself, set teaching objectives according to the content, and then choose teaching methods according to the objectives, tap the essence of the teaching materials and reflect the depth in the design. This may be a fundamental mistake of teaching material analysis that I have been making. The key of mathematics classroom is to mobilize students' thinking. It is really wonderful to promote students' thinking through the setting of gradual change links and let students constantly rush out the sparks and desires of thinking.
The more I think about it, the more I feel about my previous problems. I remember that when designing lesson plans, I always think about each link and then put each link together, so that each link is neither coherent nor gradient of thinking, and even often goes against the order of students' thinking. Think about how wonderful this class can be. Even in the seemingly cheerful atmosphere of students, what's the point of that cheerfulness?
I will change my thinking direction in the design of each class in the future. Carefully design each class from the aspect of students' thinking inspiration, and change their teaching methods and classroom teaching ability in practice and practice. Let yourself think hard in every class, and then think hard. I think my blog can open a new column in the future, "Thinking before class" and "Thinking after class". I believe that as long as I can persist, I will definitely grow.
About the teacher's diary 10 All day today, I sat in the office correcting my composition. After two days of hard work, I basically finished revising this article. After correction, I have a general understanding of the Chinese level of senior one students in this middle school.
In my opinion, the students in this ordinary high school have a low overall Chinese level. Students all like to write narratives, but most of them are running accounts, as if they were just piecing together words, with no real feelings. Some students' argumentative writing is a little enlightening, but unfortunately, the whole article is general and there are no examples to support it. There are still some students who want to write prose, but their writing style is just average. There are two most serious and common problems in students' compositions: first, many students fail to master the writing norms of punctuation marks, such as replacing periods with dots, using quotation marks and colons as capitalization errors, and so on; Second, many students have poor ability to choose words and make sentences, many sentences are not fluent, and there are many typos. What do these two questions mean? It shows that most students have a poor foundation. If I want to give them lessons in the future, I will emphasize some basic knowledge points that I think can be ignored or even ignored.
In view of their weak foundation, I have some ideas. In my opinion, it is best to provide a small amount of basic training every day: an idiom explanation, a few words pinyin and a sick sentence. Don't need too much at a time, but ask them to take a notebook every day and record it in categories. If they can persist, I believe they will have a rare fortune when they are in senior three.
In addition, I have an idea to read at least two composition materials in class every week, and ask students to read more and learn to extract after reading. Only in this way can their articles be enriched, at least they can have something to say, and they will not repeat procrastination and digression. Of course, if you want to write a good composition, you need a teacher to guide your writing methods, which requires several writing classes to introduce students to various writing styles.
About the teacher's diary 1 1 teacher, like the sunshine in winter, makes us feel warm; Teachers, like a lamp in the dark, light the way for us in the future; Teachers are like clear springs in the desert, which make us feel hope. I have such an amiable and respectable teacher around me.
My PE teacher, surnamed Li, is short, has bright eyes, often wears a ponytail and likes to wear T-shirts and jeans. In class, she can find out every little move we make, so we call her "picky".
I have a class in Grade Two, physical education class, and the teacher asked us to run laps. Running and running, the two students in front began to talk. The teacher stopped me and two students who were talking and said, "You three, run a few laps on the sixth runway until I call it a stop." "Whether you are wronged or not." She added. So, we ran around the playground, and Xiao Chen turned to me and said, "You are wronged." I can't wait to kick his ass. Running and running, the teacher didn't stop. Thankfully, the bell rang at last, but my legs were failing. This teacher is too cruel. But what happened next made the idea disappear.
One day we were skipping rope, and I accidentally broke the rope. what can I do? The teacher will scold me to death when he finds out. Or take the initiative to admit your mistake? No, wouldn't that be suicide? Finally, justice triumphed over evil, and I decided to take the initiative to admit my mistake. I walked slowly to the teacher's office and to the door. I knocked at the door gently. "enter." The teacher said. I went in and said, "teacher, I'm sorry, I broke the rope." "Never mind, just pay attention next time." The teacher said kindly.
"Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night." Teacher, this is a portrayal of your work. You gave me wings to fight against the blue sky and courage to sail against the current. Thank you, teacher.
About the teacher's diary 12 When I first met the teacher, I felt that he was a fair, just and patient teacher. I'm happy to teach him. I hope I can be a good student under the guidance of a good teacher.
My teacher is tall and handsome with a pair of glasses. My teacher did a good job. We scold when we are bad and never hit us. Although the teacher is very good, we will still scold us loudly when we make mistakes and ask us to improve. The teacher will do this because he hopes that we can become useful people in society and not let people down. My teacher teaches strictly and clearly. Although he is very strict in class, he sometimes tells jokes to make us happy, as long as some students don't. Because of this, teachers often let me go on stage to write math topics. At first, I felt bored. However, the teacher told me, "this is because I really want to train you, and this is for your own good." After listening to this sentence, I feel that the teacher is really an admirable and learned person. My teacher is sunshine, and I am grass. Need the help of the teacher.
Teachers often encourage us to tell our teachers whenever we have difficulties. I remember the teacher telling us, "Beyond the person you want to challenge, you have a chance to succeed." Because of the teacher's encouragement, I used to hate math. Now I not only like math, but also have more confidence in myself. When I want to give up ten, I will remember what the teacher said. Although I have only been with my teacher for three short years, I will seize every minute and cherish every second, and I can't even lose it. Thank you, my dear teacher. You are a good teacher in my mind, a teacher for one day and a father for life. I must be a good student and not let the teacher worry. Thank you, teacher. I must be a useful person to society.