Diary of College Students' Social Practice in Winter Vacation (1)
I can say that my social practice is watching a movie, because through this movie I can see the truth and ugliness of this society; I can also say that my social practice is a conversation with migrant workers, because in the conversation, I realized the hardships and efforts of different social classes. I didn't expect the social practice this winter vacation at all. When I got home, I returned the computer of a part-time travel agency owner, so I couldn't write any more. But in fact, I know that this can't be the reason why I don't continue to write. If a person loves something, he will find various ways to realize it until it becomes his career. So, I can finally take a vacation today. I turned on the old computer at home that I used to ride in the car since the third grade of primary school and began to write.
No suspense. Get to the point. Before the holiday, my plans and ideas for this winter vacation are very beautiful, but you know, beautiful things always have a little illusory and unrealistic feeling. So I stayed at home for five days, and it was really time to plant grass. I was going to find a part-time job to get rid of this boring life. So one night, when I was ready to fall asleep with this determination, my former part-time travel agency boss informed me to go to the ski resort at 8: 30 tomorrow morning. Let me introduce this ski resort. My home is in Zunyi, Guizhou. As we all know, although Guizhou belongs to the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, the temperature in winter is below zero, what's more, it has snowed several times in recent years. Therefore, this ski resort project carried out by the travel agency is very eye-catching. Of course, it is not built in the city center, but on a very remote mountain. Every time I go up, I am on the building hill in Huanglian Township, Tongzi County, which is three hours' drive from my home. The winter in that place basically reaches MINUS three degrees Celsius, but the ski resort was built by funa. The length of the snow trail is 250 to 300 meters, but the ticket price is higher than that of Chongqing Lehe.
Of course, I can't go home every day, even once a week, so I live on a snowy mountain below zero every day. Let's talk about the environment of this place first. I stayed there for 18 days today, and I came back for the Spring Festival. What I couldn't accept in the last ten days was the toilet environment, but I couldn't help it. The temperature on the snowy mountain was too low and the pit was frozen, so I succeeded in constipation again. Needless to say, it's cold. Fortunately, I don't have a cold, but my ears are frostbitten. There is also the food in the canteen. After staying for more than ten days, I eat clean water and cook dried noodles every morning, and now I want to throw up when I think about it. In addition, in the next few days, I began to have nosebleeds every morning. I was comforted by my colleagues and should only be angry. Later, it turned out that the smoke inhaled by the burning stove in the dormitory at night caused a nosebleed, which was terrible. But it doesn't matter. I can adapt to this environment for a while.
Secondly, tell me about the people I know on the snowy mountain. In my father's words, I am a grassroots, but I am also a grassroots. I work as a keynote, office and provincial tour guide in a travel agency with a group of colleagues. Together with them, I am responsible for the cashier and ticket sales at the ski resort. Although they are all from vocational schools, they are all very kind and loyal. Especially a little boy who is in charge of the ski gym, dropped out of school at the age of seventeen and worked hard every day, although you often see him with a cigarette in his mouth. What impressed me the most was my sister who worked locally in Huanglian Township. They share a dormitory with me, so we chat around a stove before going to bed every day. I understand that they are only sixteen or seventeen, and some are eighteen. They dropped out of junior high school and went out to work. When I asked why I didn't continue studying. They said they didn't want to study. I asked again, what did mom and dad say at home? They said that if mom and dad said they didn't want to read, they wouldn't read. A married lady my age and two months younger than me said that after she failed in the senior high school entrance examination, her mother told her not to study any more.
Why do I need to know this? Girls in the dormitory may not understand, because they will only ask their sister if she has a boyfriend. I have always wanted to teach. I thought that children in this society can't afford junior high school or even primary school, but I never thought about whether they don't want to study or whether they don't care about the importance of knowledge at home.
Many people think that children can't learn and simply don't let them learn. I want to say that I haven't seen much, but some people are moved and regret because they didn't like school when they were young.
I am very lucky, because I can say that junior high school, senior high school entrance examination and college entrance examination didn't play normally. Every time I go to school, my parents have to pay a high fee for me to continue my studies. Although my grades are not good, I don't know what else to do except study, but I didn't give up an opportunity to make my life take off.
Therefore, if there is an opportunity in the future, I will still choose to teach.
Actually, there is nothing to say. In fact, I have found and learned a lot about the management of ski resorts and have my own views, but it is useless to say these here. Let's say something useful to people. That's it. I'll continue to work in the mountains tomorrow.
Diary of social practice of college students in winter vacation (II)
As a short-term worker, I don't have much experience, so it's cheap. Thank you very much for giving me this internship opportunity. Similarly, the internship requirements of the school also played a role in urging me, and the support of many parties gave me such a complete practical experience. Through this practice, I came into contact with some different forms of reward and punishment systems, such as quantitative commission system, flexible commission system and so on. These systems have stimulated our work enthusiasm from different aspects to varying degrees, and we have to admire the wisdom of businessmen. In addition, different sales models also stimulate different psychology of consumers, such as quantitative price reduction system, gift system, vouchers, etc., which are also many sales methods, which have opened my eyes. In addition, when selling goods, different views on the same phenomenon will also have a great impact on the sales results. It is very important to cater to customers' psychology, which can accurately reflect the professional ability and quality of an excellent salesman. We still have to keep exploring, even for experienced "old" salesmen, continuous learning is a shortcut to continuous progress.
This practice is to promote the service industry in this field. Similarly, most of my experience is also applicable to the education service industry I will be engaged in. This way, I walked out of the self-enclosed world, dared to contact more new things and various social people, matured step by step, and was no longer afraid bit by bit. I not only grew up, but also became mature.
This practice let me see the complexity of society, understand the difficulty of doing things, and strengthen my determination and confidence to work hard for the goal. I fully realize that only by constantly enriching myself can I have strong competitiveness and superior ability, and become a leader among my peers and a darling in the tide of employment.
Through the tempering of social practice, I deeply realize that social practice is a kind of wealth and an attempt to apply the theoretical knowledge we have learned to practice. In practice, you can learn knowledge that books can't. We can broaden our horizons, understand the society, go deep into life, and have endless aftertaste, which will lay a solid foundation for us to further move towards society in the future. Therefore, social practice is a necessary experience practice for every college graduate. I will continue to work hard! Strive to realize their own value, and at the same time shape themselves into contemporary talents!
Thank you for the support of the school, the love of teachers and the trust of merchants!
Diary of social practice of college students in winter vacation (3)
Blink of an eye, the winter vacation is coming again, and the happy time at school is always so short. Time will never stop for anyone, even if you cry, even if you make a scene, time will continue to run forward, leaving you with a lonely face. The term is over and the winter vacation is coming. I will definitely go home for the New Year as always. However, there is still a long way to go before the Spring Festival. What should I do during this time? Just at this time, a relative working in Xiaodukou canteen was going to leave his post for a while, so I volunteered to take the post. I can also do the work of selling things for money. And working here, you will meet all kinds of tourists, who will tell you stories from the north and south of the motherland, and it is a little exciting to think about it. Today is my first day here. The colleagues I met were very nice, and I was able to chat with them. If I don't know anything, they will answer modestly. If necessary, he will even show it to me personally, so there is no big problem with normal work, so I took office.
The fourth chapter is the diary of college students' winter vacation social practice
I didn't go home this winter vacation. We 15 people work in Wuxi Taihu Hotel, and I cherish this social exercise very much. When I first arrived at the hotel, I felt everything was so strange. After a short training, accompanied by uneasy expectations, I finally looked forward to my first job. I was assigned to the cutting room of Chinese kitchen, facing unprecedented challenges. At first, I made many mistakes and made many jokes. The original enthusiasm vanished, replaced by embarrassment and loss, but I still pulled myself together and asked the old employees for advice with a positive and full mind. Gradually, I entered the role of chef. In order to finish my work better, I go to work twenty minutes early every day, and I will be well prepared for the arrival of the old employees. After their busy day's work, I can drag my tired body to clean the health signs, and then go back to the dormitory to rest. All this hard work is just a matter of course for them. For me, the persistence of all this requires great perseverance to support my belief.
The most unforgettable thing in my memory is that the foreman misunderstood me on New Year's Eve. An old employee accidentally knocked over a box of Spanish beef and scattered it on the ground. When I saw it, I immediately leaned down and picked it up in the box with lightning speed. Just as I was about to get up, the grumpy head waiter pointed at me and swore at me: "How can this make the guests eat …" I knew that I was used to his cold eyes: no matter how sincere the explanation was, it would be useless, because he had no patience to listen to my "cover-up". Dare to be angry but dare not speak, I can only smile helplessly at him, full of contempt that I scoff at and anger because of his seniority. Afterwards, an old employee patted me on the shoulder and said with a deep feeling in a senior tone: Young man, you don't know anything about technology now, just bear with it! "This seemingly simple but intriguing sentence, I chew for a long time. Yes, I not only have to endure it, but also find reasons not to repeat the above tragedy. You know, this is the first time I have been wronged so much, and it was on New Year's Eve in a foreign land without friends. That night I went to sleep with endless sadness and anxiety.
After finishing the last day's work, I ended my 20-day work trip. I felt so heavy when I got my salary! The bitterness of the past is vivid, and a sense of accomplishment arises spontaneously. After remembering, forget all kinds of unhappiness before, only the joy of harvest is left after filtering, and this feeling can only be possessed after practice, just like drinking coffee. The rich fragrance in bitterness requires careful taste.
The next day, when I got on the bus back to school, I took a long breath. Is it a sigh of relief, or a lingering fear, or a lot of emotion? Actually, none of this matters anymore. The important thing is that I have exercised a lot in society and matured a lot. I'm glad you're here. Blessed by the sunshine on the way, singing all the way, deeply missed. When I arrived at school, I felt so kind and warm. ...
The diary of college students' winter vacation social practice Chapter 5
I don't know why, my initial curiosity and novelty disappeared the next day, and a sense of powerlessness came into being. Today is actually very dull. I watch TV with my children in the morning. Today, I brought a birthday present to my little sister Han Ting. Although I didn't see her ecstatic, her "thank you" made me very happy. Many things happened today, including happy memories of playing with all the children downstairs, and a fight between Han Ting and a boy named Li Chengcheng, which made me very sad. However, today's Olympic Games is very warm. As I came early in the morning, he greeted my sister politely, so he grabbed my hand and held it tightly until I left in the afternoon. He calls me from time to time, holding my hand and looking around the room and activity room. Today he brought a camera, which brought him a lot of joy. You see, he took a camera and photographed this and that in the corridor. When he took a photo, he pointed out everything inside. He took me to a window where I could see the road outside. He smiled happily, sister! Cars! Sister! Bus no.5! Cars! Trees! It's like seeing it for the first time. I just know that these children who stay here can't go out often, and their lives are limited to several rooms in the rescue center. Perhaps, Olympiad wanted to go out and have a look, so he kept asking if he could go out to play in the afternoon. Of course, I also took a taxi with Olympia today. Hehe, he still laughs like yesterday.
As for playing in the afternoon, I also feel very happy. I saw the smile on their older children's faces when they were riding bicycles at high speed. I saw the children "Wow-ah-have fun!" I feel very satisfied.
I really want to talk about the last battle in the afternoon. The reason is that a boy named Xiao Ming peed his pants. Han Ting and I quickly brought him clean pants, clothes and shoes. Han Ting asked me to get Xiao Ming's pants. When I left, I didn't expect Li Chengcheng to break in for some reason and push Xiao Ming down. Xiao Ming cried. Come back to see: Han Ting kicked Li Chengcheng's * "I let you push! You are a pain in the ass! " She kicked a few feet hard, and even took the shoes that Xiaoming wanted to change and hit Li Chengcheng on the head, and then went to call the teacher. I thought Han Ting could just talk to him for a few words, but I didn't expect her to be so fierce. Suddenly, my heart was cold, and I couldn't move a step, standing there. But I know her behavior is wrong! You can't treat these disabled children like this. You can reason with him by preaching. Why do you want to hit people? However, I don't know how to deal with it. Do you want Han Ting to stop playing? However, Li Chengcheng, who is on the side, will take the opportunity to come and beat Xiao Ming, but even Li Chengcheng, a child, can forgive him and can't fight! Later, when the teacher came, he beat Li Chengcheng and scolded him, regardless of right or wrong. I know all this is wrong. But I really just stood by and did nothing but know that I was at a loss.
Diary of social practice of college students in winter vacation Chapter VI
The first day of volunteer life is over. I don't know how much happiness I can bring to the children, but I have really gained a lot. I went to the Children's Rescue Center in Xinxing Street, Baoji, where there were about thirteen children around the age of ten. They are really cute, but they are always annoying. This is the first time I have been so close to these poor children. Some of them have autism, some can't control their diet, and some have epilepsy. I smiled happily at them and tried to meet any of their requirements, but the teacher here said that they should not be indulged, otherwise it would be bad for them. Let's talk about two new friends we met today.
The first one is a 10-year-old girl named Han Ting. When I first started talking to her, I felt that she was generous, cheerful, confident and knew how to take care of other children with difficulties, which was somewhat inconsistent with her age. I also secretly guessed that she might be the daughter of migrant workers, but the family couldn't take care of her before she came here. After much hesitation, I asked her directly, do your parents work in other places? However, I saw her, with her hands behind her back, as if she was shy and deliberately hiding something. "No, sister, my parents are dead." ..... Time has stood still, and I don't know how to communicate any more. I just kept asking stupidly, "Where are your grandparents?" "Grandpa died of pink eye. Grandma, I don't know where it is? " She actually smiled, so optimistic.
Then she dragged me to her dormitory and whispered to me. It turned out that she came here when she was 4 years old, and she was the child who stayed here for the longest time. I asked her, where is your home? It's Beijing, and she said the house number accurately. Oh, what a clever boy. She is at school and has excellent academic performance. She can also make her own comments on things in life and talk about her own understanding. Although her words are simple and she takes care of her children, she can still feel her independence from her communication. I even think that my sister, who is six years older than her, finds it interesting to communicate with her. Then she told me about her trip with the teacher in the rescue center, and she also told me her feelings. Finally, before I left, I don't know why I asked her about her birthday. It was February 15, but I couldn't spend her birthday that day, so I volunteered today and bought her two notebooks, and I planned to give them to her tomorrow (I planned to give her a bear, and she hoped to get a notebook).
The second place is olympiad. Orsay is a cheerful, lively and laughing little boy. Although I still can't fully understand his words (because he is ill, he can't speak clearly), it doesn't affect our happy mood of playing together today. At first, he just grabbed my hand and dragged me around. No other boys bullied him in the afternoon (one or two boys always bothered him in the morning), so I played with him for a long time in the activity room. In fact, it was him who laughed and jumped up and down. We only played with a broken car. We just pushed the car to him on a big table, and then he pushed it to me, that's all. However, seeing him so happy, he would climb on the table from time to time and look at me while laughing. I smiled, too, and my heart seemed to bloom. "Elder sister, push! Push! Give it to me! Give it to me! " Although the Olympic Games can only say some simple sentences, his mind and his happiness are overflowing from his bright eyes.