Teacher's Day Speech 1 First of all, on this festive day, please allow me to wish all leaders and teachers a happy holiday on behalf of #. Thank you for your support and love, so that the three of us won such an honor. Personally, I feel guilty about it. In this school, there are energetic and enthusiastic teachers everywhere. From the principal, the secretary, the leaders in charge, to the teaching staff, you can see the highlights and places that are better than me and more capable than me. Comparatively speaking, I still have a lot to learn from you.
It's September, and the autumn wind is cool. When I step into this school with fine traditions and vitality again, I always feel a sincere sense of intimacy. Every time I look up through the office window, I see camphor trees the same age as my school. Full of green, I can't help telling myself to work hard and live a better life.
I'm glad I'm not alone I am always surrounded by selfless leaders, colleagues and friends. They are like branches and leaves of Cinnamomum camphora, dancing with me in the wind, welcoming every bright morning and sending away every dusk. I have never felt lonely and lost in this school. On the contrary, I have a strong sense of belonging and identity. When I was frustrated in life, it was this school that gave me strength. It gives me confidence when I work hard. Thanks to everyone in this school, who accompanied me through the happy and meaningful years in my life. You made me believe again that my efforts would pay off.
I like this place and this school. Here, there are teachers I am familiar with; Here are my lovely students; Here, there are my bosom friends; Here, I have my most loyal business partner. We work hard together, we advance and retreat together, and we play the most brilliant life movement together at dawn!
Here I want to quote a poem that President Jiang once mentioned for everyone:
Happiness is a process, not a destination.
So love like you've never been hurt.
Dance as if there were no bystanders around.
Thank you!
Teacher's Day Speech 2 Today is Teacher's Day. In the morning, I saw a red banner hanging at the school gate, and the words "Congratulations on the 30th Teacher's Day" came into view. Further on, I saw all the students holding carefully prepared gifts for their teachers, as well as their own carefully made greeting cards and flowers to convey health and happiness. Every gift represents the students' deep gratitude to the teacher. Yes! It's the annual Teacher's Day again. Our teacher wears Dai Yue for our study every day, and her hair turns white and her face becomes wrinkled. They exchanged beautiful youth for our vigorous growth. Thinking about it, the past came to my mind.
I remember when I was in the first grade, on the first day of school, I was particularly scared to see strange teachers, strange classmates and strange classes. As soon as my father left, I burst into tears. I thought to myself, "Will this teacher be very good?" My classmates are all looking at me and laughing at me. The more people laugh at me, the more I want to cry. At this time, Teacher Xue came to pick me up and help me dry my tears. He also told me: "honey, when you are in the first grade, you will be a primary school student in the future." You should learn to be brave and strong. Everyone will be your good partners in the future, and the teacher likes you very much. I hope you can become strong. " For several days, every time I came to school, Teacher Xue would hug me. Slowly, I am no longer afraid, and I like Mr. Xue and the new class, which has always been the best in the class.
Stories always move me and make me cry. When I was growing up, Mr. Xue was my first teacher, more like my mother gave me meticulous care. Today is Teachers' Day. I have a thousand words to say, but I feel powerless. I have more and better gifts for my teacher, but none of them can represent my gratitude to my teacher. Teacher Xue, today is your festival. I just want to give you a cup of boiled water, which is your student-Yang Kaidi's most sincere love for you. Teacher, you have worked hard. Wish you a happy holiday!
Teacher's Day Speech 3 When I was seven years old, I remember my mother holding my hand and sending me to the campus. I clearly remember the first day, my mind was at a loss. Naive me, sitting quietly at my desk. Raise your eager eyes and stare at the blackboard intently. There is nothing. I saw a kind face and a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes in front of the blackboard. Clear language, like lovers whispering before and after flowers, is so beautiful. Just like the spring rain, it always moistens my heart. So today, I sat in front of the computer and knocked on the keyboard with both hands. The first face I saw in front of the blackboard often appeared in front of me. From time to time, I will tilt my head slightly, close my eyes and quietly recall and miss the past.
Day after day, year after year. Everything that followed was closely related to the face I first saw in front of the blackboard. At that time, you taught me to write the first five words by hand: "Long live Chairman Mao". From then on, I knew that there was a great man in China, whose stalwart body stood upright between heaven and earth. He used his wisdom, his composure and vitality, his courage and his fearless spirit to support the land and sky of China. It is the same person who spent half his life making a fragmented old China glow with fresh sunshine and erase the dark clouds in the sky. Let the land of China reappear with white clouds and blue sky.
It's also you, the first day flashing the pointer of cultural aura. Let me know that there is no other shore in the vast ocean of knowledge. If you want to travel in the sea of books, you must be diligent, hardworking and tireless. But every time my boat meets rapids, your eyes full of knowledge and Zhang Xiuqing's face full of wisdom shine in my confused heart. Only these eyes and this face can let me go, my heart can no longer be confused, and I can be as calm as ever. In the future, every time I open this book, I can always jump that face between the pages and the lines printed in ink. It is this familiar face that allows me to sail my life at will.
How many sleepless nights, when the lights have gone out, the snoring of others has almost become a stable night. And under the desk lamp, you are still sitting in front of the console table, pouring your rich emotions into the pen. In my immature error space, I browse carefully. Use your hard work to render the whole article. The twinkling stars in the sky read your fatigue. The breeze blows slowly and caresses your face. A glass of water and a few biscuits are the companionship of staying up late. The moment I dragged my sleepy body to bed, I was still uneasy. Is there anything I haven't finished? Is there anything I need to relive and experience tomorrow? You have to flash across every child's naughty face in your mind and ask yourself in your heart if you can have a little regret for every child's sleeping heart today.
When the stars in the sky are still shining with the street lamps on the ground, you have picked up the book in your arms and walked in the cold morning breeze. Most of the rest are still enjoying the warmth of their dreams. Cold and summer, I have never seen you pause for a day. Wind and rain first frost, did not see you stop extending the road under your feet. Unconsciously, the years of meat cutters have carved deep wrinkles on your full forehead. With the hardships of time, slowly fold your youth. Time has quietly erased your beautiful face, witnessed your efforts day and night, and stained your temples with autumn frost. Countless spring, summer, autumn and winter, countless storms and hurricanes. Let your original healthy body, like drinking poison to quench thirst, overwork for a long time, let many chronic diseases penetrate into every part of your body.
So much so that you have walked onto the podium with crutches, you are still struggling in the front line of teaching in a wheelchair, you still refuse to give up your teaching career with a broken body, and you will let your life shine until the end. Is that there is always a spirit shining on you. This is you, and you will always show confidence. This is you, and you will always tell your disciples what tenacity is. This is you, you always show off a style, that is, endless life and endless love. Spread everywhere, trickle. You spread your love and your spirit all over the world, and everyone's footprints can be reached. Where there is an eye for knowledge, there is your handsome figure, and you can hear laughter as bright as a bell. There is ignorance and dullness, where you can see your flowing long hair. In that tall and unyielding body, it is always full of youthful vitality and cheerful young heart. It embodies the spiritual richness and the obscurity of keeping poverty.
I can't forget that on countless stormy roads, you held up an umbrella for me and rescued me from the ruthlessness of the rain; And you are in the rain, deaf to the erosion of wind and rain. It is you in the spiritual world, who led me to the temple of knowledge step by step since I was a toddler. On the way of my life, I was given wings to take off. It led me from a low-lying and closed space to the peak of a life stage. Let me know more wonderful life, just beyond the mountain, under the colorful clouds that I can reach as long as I work hard.
The sun is setting and you are on the pavilion. Why are you playing a low and melodious flute alone? From sunrise to noon, from noon to dusk, from dusk to dawn.
Spring is blooming, and your youth is competing for the glory of life. Colorful, colorful, but you chose silence, all the feelings are deeply hidden in your heart. Let your flute welcome the arrival of summer. With your profoundness, your profoundness, and your broad mind, the peaches and plums you cultivate become stable and mature on the road of life growth. You chose lotus as your symbol, but you chose plum blossom to show your spirit. In autumn, you compare yourself to a tree And we are willing, you compare yourself to a tree, and we are leaves. Although there is a cruel blow to you every year, we are all drifting away. We are a little sad in our hearts, but your heart burns like fire. I have a kind smile on my face, but I have tears in my heart. But we will never forget that only by returning to your side, our wandering figure, can we find the root that can firmly tie our hearts. In winter, it's snowing, and you're the only one wearing a gown and playing the flute in your hand. It seems that we are calling to leave you, and we are turning our eternal yearning into an urgent heart sound. One is willing to be lonely and join hands with poverty. Snow shows the heart, and cold plum opens the spirit.
In primary school, your youthful eyes and beautiful face flashed through the funeral march. At that time, you really had your own dream, flying in the blue sky like an eagle. When I was in middle school, I often hid your middle-aged posture in my heart. At that time, you didn't hesitate. A firm belief will make your steps more stable and powerful. When you are in college, you often ask others about your aging. Because at this time,' you' may have to hide that faint sadness in your heart. Because of you, you are about to bid farewell to the sacred lecture hall where you have struggled all your life. I have worked, but I am always telling you about my busyness, turning your invitation into infinite hope again and again. But don't blame me too much. You always use the phrase that work is sacred and responsibility is great to cover up your infinite thoughts.
I may be close at hand, right beside you; I may be far away, but I will always remember your voice and smile, because you are our eternal root. Anyway, the fallen leaves will come back to you one day, continue to listen to your lecture hall, listen to your teachings and appreciate your kind eyes. Because of your eyes, I will never forget it.
Teacher's Day Speech 4 Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like flies. In a blink of an eye, we have been promoted to Grade Two. I will think of the time I spent with my teacher, and I am deeply moved.
Every day at school, teachers can be seen busy. Early in the morning, the first ray of sunshine shone into the campus, and I saw teachers carrying work bags into the office. In class, the teacher can speak loudly in every class. At noon, the teacher sacrificed his lunch break to correct our mistakes. Patience answers every question for us. After school, the students left the school talking and laughing, but the teacher's office was brightly lit.
Pang, an English teacher, is a respectable teacher. She always sits at the back of the class on time at noon every day and criticizes our homework. When some students don't correct their mistakes, she will remind them to correct them seriously. Some students have made progress in the exam, and no matter how many points they have made, the teacher will happily praise him and encourage him.
Chinese teacher Li is also a conscientious teacher. Although Miss Li is the mother of two children, she still devotes herself wholeheartedly to this class. I always work late into the night every day. Sometimes listening to the teacher's voice in the WeChat group can hear the teacher's child crying, indicating that the teacher sacrificed the time to accompany the child for us. What a dedicated teacher this is! Teachers also work hard for the class. Plan activities for us every day and hold family committees to make our lives more colorful.
If the teacher is a diligent gardener, then we are flowers. If the teacher is a beacon to light the road, then we are brave boats. Happy holidays to teachers!
I have many teachers, and I like He Laoshi, the head teacher of our class best.
He Laoshi has a pair of talking eyes. Whenever we win glory for our class, He Laoshi's eyes will narrow into a line, as if to say, "You are great! When we saw it, we felt full of power. Whenever the discipline of our road team is particularly poor, He Laoshi looks at us with wide eyes, as if to say, "What's wrong with you today? "You have to refuel!" As soon as we saw it, we immediately lined up.
He Laoshi not only has a pair of talking eyes, but also a pair of hardworking hands, and has done a lot for us.
One day, the hygiene of our class was particularly poor. Without saying anything, Mr. He rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning from four to six in the afternoon. Another time, I accidentally poured milk on my pants, and I suddenly felt cold on my legs, but my parents couldn't send me clothes for a while. He Laoshi borrowed a hair dryer from the doorman. She told me to take off my pants first, then she took off her coat and wrapped my legs and feet without hesitation. Then it took me a long time to dry my pants. I am very touched. Thanks to Mr. He for his concern and help.
This is our good teacher, our good head teacher-He Laoshi.
Teacher's Day Speech 6: I really feel very happy since yesterday. First, students from the Middle School Attached to the National People's Congress called and said that they would only have classes for half a day and come to see me in the afternoon. So, three groups of children in the middle school attached to the National People's Congress began to call me one after another, and I replied that they all said, I'll wait for you and invite you to dinner. Today's happiness began after 3 pm. Although many children rush to give gifts early in the morning, I know the meaning behind those gifts is based on the most basic principle in human history: exchange. But the gift of graduates has been separated from it, but gratitude, nostalgia and love.
Children from Grade 02 to Grade 5 came first. They stole the glass at the door of the class to see me. They were found by the kids in the class and told me there was someone outside. When I opened the door, I saw their smiling faces and gave them the most malicious hug according to the old habit. They are used to this kind of reward. Whoever answered well before, who is among the best, whose composition surprises me, who won the honor, will get my bear hug. Then congratulate me on giving me gifts on holidays and knowing that I like tea. Many children bought several boxes of tea and put them in my hand. Some tea leaves are beautifully packaged and obviously prepared by parents. It's really gratifying to be recognized by the graduating parents in this way.
These children are tossing and turning in the class, chatting and looking through the little ones' exercise books, making the classroom a mess.
Greet them to take a group photo on the podium, take care of them to go home together, tell them to pay attention to safety, and book a party for them in Grade One. It's past 6 o'clock. Leave all the students before the middle school attached to the National People's Congress for dinner. Two in 2003, four in 2002 and four in 2000, especially in 2000. They are top students in the middle school attached to the National People's Congress, and entered our school in the senior high school entrance examination. Take them to the multi-flavor house near the school, where the children order a dish, a bowl of rice, a bowl of rice noodles, several barrels of coke sprite, eat and chat. They all grew up, pretending to be mature and steady, some with stubble, some with acne all over their faces, some dancing and some thoughtful, and they kept taking care of me. That smell!
I feel extremely happy to hear them proudly tell their own experiences, or make fun of each other, or tell anecdotes about their current teachers. In their success, with my sweat and hard work, a sense of accomplishment arises spontaneously.
Not only the talents in the top schools, but all the children want me to see their progress after they come back. Some of them wrote me a thick letter and gave it to me as a gift. This letter tells them what they are most proud of now: their studies and growth. The extroverted children told me anxiously: what kind of officials they became, how many places they ranked in the school, how many points they got in a certain exam, and what kind of praise they received from their teachers.
Today, when taking pictures of children in the playground, Wang corrected himself, grabbed me and said to me, This is your happiest moment. I sincerely answer: the happiest!