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Am I a silly child?

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This is a special confidante. She is only 15 years old. A campus storm made her feel the bitterness of not being trusted and supported by her parents.

A classmate called her "mentally retarded" just because her grades were not good and the other one was good, and both teachers and parents thought it was her fault.

● Active parents often compare her with other people's promising children, which makes her very angry. How should she communicate with her parents? ...

The voice mail of "Morning News Interview" received a special message: "Hello! I am very unhappy, and no one can understand me ... "After listening to it several times, both the editor and I thought that the other person might be a middle school student. In the Mood for Love, why on earth is she unhappy? With questions and a little anxiety, I kept calling that number and finally found her at 1 1 in the evening of July. After asking my identity, she hesitated for a few minutes and admitted that she had called. She never revealed her name (including her nickname) during the interview. For the convenience of narration, I call her "Doudou".

I don't like "slow half-beat"

As long as I can remember, people have always called me stupid, and I will always be cheated when playing games. When I was in primary school, my grades were below average in my class. In fact, I work hard, but my teacher doesn't like me very much, because I always do things slowly. I remember once answering questions in class, the teacher said that my voice was too low and asked me to stand outside on the playground as punishment. Later, I asked my deskmate, and she said she could at least hear my answer. There's another thing that makes me sad. Since school, I have been particularly fond of music lessons. You can write down the melody and lyrics of a new song just by listening to it once, but when I signed up for the chorus competition, the teacher wouldn't let me participate, for fear that I wouldn't keep up with the rhythm and would drag my class back. He said that because he had never heard me sing.

I am very happy to finally go to middle school. I think I can finally bid farewell to that unhappy environment and start over. But I found that some middle school teachers also like smart children, and students with my grades have a harsh attitude. Once the class was almost over, I looked at my hand unconsciously. The teacher asked me in public if I was looking forward to the early class. I was very sad, so I went home and told my parents, but my parents thought there was nothing wrong with the teacher: "class should be attended." Why are you doing this? "

A semester has passed, and my grades are still not good. The teacher was dissatisfied and asked me in public, "Are you from China? China people are very smart. " My classmates also nicknamed me, and some boys publicly called me "big idiot". I am depressed and don't like playing with them, which makes me very isolated.

One semester, my family was anxious about my grades and invited a tutor. However, the tutor was quick-tempered, and the topic was only spoken once, so he asked me, "This question is like this. Is it very simple? " Seeing the teacher's expression, I was impatient and didn't dare to tell him that I didn't understand, so I nodded in a daze, but I didn't understand either. I won't do the same kind of topic as long as I change it slightly. This makes me feel inferior, and I feel that no matter how hard I try, it is useless. If I make one progress, others will make ten progress, and I will never catch up with others.

I was sad to hear her repeatedly emphasize that she didn't understand in class. I encouraged her: "Doudou, no one is born a genius. I believe you have heard Edison's sentence:' success = 1% talent +99% sweat.' "

My explanation, dad "can't understand"

I only got 40 points in one course this semester. A boy with good academic performance in my class heard about it and called me "mentally retarded" to my face. I was really angry and quarreled with him. Afterwards, the teacher called me "narrow-minded" and quarreled with my classmates without asking why. The teacher still didn't believe that gay man learned to say that, but said that I was jealous of his good grades and called my father. As soon as I got home that day, my father scolded me, saying that I didn't study well and had the cheek to quarrel with others.

It stung me deeply, and I lost sleep for several days. I tried my best to figure out the psychology of that "good student". His composition is very good and his expressive ability is particularly strong. He should call others retarded. This is not right. He knew he was wrong. Why did he do it? I still can't figure it out. Why do teachers think that students with good academic performance must be well trained? After the summer vacation, I talked to my parents about it several times, just to ask them to help me explain the truth clearly, but for some reason, they didn't understand what I said, and they thought I was a hopeless child and didn't study hard, so they didn't let others criticize me.

Dad is the pillar of the family and often works overtime outside. He always compares me with other people's children, saying that whose daughter has gone abroad and whose son has been admitted to a prestigious school, and blames me for always losing his face. Why can't I be more successful? He always says that, and I think I really lost my father's face. I don't usually go out to say hello when there are guests at home.

Every time Doug finishes a sentence, I always say what I think. Gradually, her mood improved. She said to me, "I found that you can understand everything I said, but why did I say this when I communicated with my parents, but their prime minister interpreted it as another meaning?"

I hope I can study happily.

Because I am always scolded by others for my slow response, I also feel that I may really be a stupid child, so I often pay attention to products that improve my intelligence. I want to tell my mother to buy something to eat, but I'm afraid something will go wrong. I am also very concerned about how to test IQ and other related information. I especially want to know: where do people with low IQ go to school? If there is a problem with IQ, can it be treated? Now I think about these problems every night because I can't get the support of my parents. I cried, fasted and ran away from home, but my parents always thought I was playing tricks. Father also said: "If the teacher teaches you, you must understand. If you don't understand, it proves that you don't work hard. "

He also said that learning is the bounden duty of students, and it is my fault to evade responsibility. Doudou's story makes me feel that she is really lonely. I advised her not to complain all the time and asked her who cared and understood her over the years. She thought about it and mentioned two people.

My former deskmate was a girl with excellent conditions in all aspects. She has a good family, good grades, good looks and elegant clothes. More importantly, she is very kind and has always been good to me. However, my classmates think that I look rustic and my grades are poor, and even the "green leaves" around her are not worthy to be done, saying that we are "worlds apart." Let them say that I am embarrassed to have too much contact with this female classmate. Another time, perhaps because I didn't do well in the exam, the class teacher asked a minor teacher to write me a comment. I got the comments and I was very happy to read them. The comment goes something like this: "You study hard and are practical ... you may encounter some setbacks on your way to study, so you should have enough self-confidence and indomitable spirit." The teacher will be your strong backing! " I'm really touched. I feel very sorry for this teacher, because I didn't do well in this minor course that semester.

Now that I have a holiday, I can't relax myself. I wonder if I am too stupid, or if my parents don't work hard enough. My family subscribes to the morning paper. I want to tell you something about myself. Please help me analyze it. I especially want to read your opinions to my parents, because although I have come to this stage for many reasons, such as I feel a little inferior and care too much about others' ridicule, I think if my parents can comfort me more, I will stand up and walk into the classroom and study optimistically, so I will not be so autistic. As long as my parents change their attitude and give me support, my fate will change.