That day, the teacher asked me to go to the office to correct an assignment. As soon as I entered the door, I saw that all the teachers were seriously correcting their homework with their heads down. I stood on tiptoe and found a seat. The teacher assigned me a pile of compositions. I read it twice, scored a point, and corrected it after reading it three or two times. I think: changing the composition is so much. No wonder the teacher changes quickly every time. As a result, the teacher said that I was unqualified when I checked. The correct reform should be to draw good words and sentences and write them on the side. Underline the places where the statement is not smooth, and write out suggestions for revision; Find out the wrong words and circle them to remind students to correct them; Write a general comment at last. I was dumbfounded. Why do I find it easy to correct my homework?
Suddenly, the past flashed before my eyes: who is it? Writing lesson plans in the middle of the night, the stars twinkle; who is it? Patience education when quarreling makes us "smile at each other and forget the enmity"; who is it? Encourage us when we are discouraged; who is it? Become good friends with us after class. I couldn't help crying when I was thinking about it, and I paid tribute to the teacher for the first time. The teacher turned around and said to me gently, "What's the matter with you? Are you tired of changing your homework? " I shook my head and said, "Teacher, I want to be a teacher when I grow up." The teacher smiled and said, "Well, then you must study hard." I said silently in my heart, "Yes, I will definitely work hard for this dream." Since then, the word "teacher" has appeared in my dream dictionary, and I am working hard and struggling for this dream every day.
The dream journey is impossible without experience. Only with your heart can you play a successful movement. Teachers work very hard, preparing lessons, attending classes and correcting homework. But the thought of being able to stand confidently on the podium and lead the innocent children, daily growing, fills me with strength. "Young people are strong, the country is strong, and young people are wise." Teenagers are the hope of the country, and teachers are the people who ignite hope. "No pains, no gains" For the future of the motherland, no matter how far the dream is, no matter how difficult it is, I will be happy for it!
All my hopes for the future must be realized through hard work. I will work hard to learn one thing, realize my dream as soon as possible, and contribute to the glory of education. I believe my dream will lead me to become the brightest star in the sky. Even if the road of teachers is hard and bumpy, so what? Because even if I fall, I will walk to the finish line with a smile.
My dream, the teacher's dream composition 2 Everyone has a dream, big or small, brilliant or dull. My dream is not so vigorous, not so dull, simple or difficult to say. It's my childhood dream, which has been with me ever since. I think I will definitely realize this dream in the future. Realize this dream of being a teacher.
As long as I can remember, my family has asked me what I want to be when I grow up. At that time, I was naive and didn't know anything, but every time I saw my teachers, I felt that they were knowledgeable and versatile, as if they knew everything. Those wise eyes don't know how much knowledge and countless life philosophies I didn't know. At that time, I quietly made an oath in my heart: I want to be a teacher when I grow up.
Not to mention how great it is, I just think that a teacher who lives among students, works hard all his life, teaches people and teaches people to seek truth is the happiest career in the world.
People without dreams can't be great. My dream is to be a teacher who is full of peaches and plums all over the world, a teacher who cultivates flowers for the motherland, a teacher who dies of tears every night, and a happy gardener. I will use my hands and wisdom to satisfy those eyes eager for knowledge and fill the gaps in their hearts. Take them out of themselves, into a new world and into this wonderful world.
A dream may come. In order to realize this dream, I should study harder. If I am not a good student, how can I be a good teacher? This is my own motto.
Listen carefully in class, finish your homework actively after class, do a good job in review and preview, and make unremitting efforts to be a good student. I know I have many shortcomings, but in order to realize my dream, I am determined to correct my shortcomings step by step and learn from the strengths of others to make up for my shortcomings.
Lenin said that teachers are the most glorious profession in the world. I think I also want to be the brightest person in the sun. Be a person who shines for the motherland, bring sunshine to students and drive away the haze.
Where there are dreams, there is motivation to move forward. Where there are dreams, there is a bright future. Where there are dreams, there is a bright life. My dream is a teacher's dream.
My dream, the teacher's dream composition 3 Everyone has a dream in his heart. Maybe everyone's dream is different, but everyone's dream is beautiful. This dream may be close to us, or it may be far away. To achieve or not to achieve, to achieve or not to achieve. But as long as we persevere and work hard, we will certainly wait until the day of success.
My dream is not to be a shining star on the stage; Not to go to the hospital as a doctor to save lives; Not to be an excellent actor; And my dream is to be an unknown teacher. Some people may think that the advantage of being a teacher is to live a repetitive life around a group of students every day. Every day, they just eat chalk dust every day. But I think teachers are the greatest. They burn themselves and light us up. They selflessly spent a lot of precious time teaching us to be human.
Everyone compares teachers to gardeners, but I think teachers are more like fruit farmers. Because teachers have educated children who know nothing, they have become the pillars of the whole article. This is like a fruit farmer planting a small fruit tree seedling into a fruitful fruit tree. The growth of fruit trees is only clear to fruit farmers. So, the teacher is really something! When I grow up, I will find a group of lovely little angels, listen carefully in class and play with them after class. Tell them that the world outside the mountain is wonderful. Insert the wings of dreams for them, find a turning point in life, and change their destiny with knowledge. I think being a teacher is happy. When you see your students leave school, show your life in various poses; When seeing them successfully start their own business: when seeing that they have a harmonious family; When you see your students in their respective fields, they win honors ... this feeling is like seeing fruit trees blossom and bear fruit in their own orchards, "peaches and plums are everywhere." This is the joy of being a teacher. This is why I am determined to be a teacher.
Now I can't help thinking of a lyric in old boys, "Dreams are always out of reach. Should we give up? " . Flowers bloom and fall in rainy season. Where are you in spring? "Although my dream is still so far away, I won't give up like this. If you want to be a teacher, you must study hard and enrich your knowledge from now on. Maybe I will encounter many difficulties, but I am not afraid! Because I firmly believe that as long as I have a dream, my small sapling that needs careful watering by the gardener will grow into a towering tree, and more saplings will be watered in the future!
I want to be such a teacher. A teacher who sneaks into the night with the wind and moistens things silently, a teacher who I won't abandon no matter whether the students are good or bad, a teacher who won't be stingy with his smile, a teacher who will encourage students, a teacher who won't just teach knowledge and not teach methods ... I will dedicate my life's loyalty to students, cultivate talents for the motherland and make the motherland prosperous day by day. No matter how tired and bumpy the process is, it can't stop me. This is my dream, a wonderful teacher dream.
My dream, the teacher's dream composition 4 We have all had the same Chinese writing class, and the theme is familiar, that is my dream. In class, everyone talked about their "lofty ideals" Kan Kan. Over time, those dreams gradually evolved into bubbles in the years and faded the childish memories of childhood.
I, too, let go of my wild dreams and colorful dreams in this class, but the "teacher" is the most determined.
I remember, my uncle is a rural teacher,/kloc-teaching at the age of 0/6. I heard him say that it was hard to be a teacher at that time and the family environment was not good. He keeps the meat and vegetables sent by the school every day, takes them back to the children to eat, and eats the sweet potatoes brought at home at noon. Once, he went to school in the morning and washed sweet potatoes in the river, but he fell into the river. Walking more than ten miles of mountain roads to school during the day, and going home from school has to bear heavy farm work; However, the students at that time were very motivated and simple, and their studies were excellent, which was not worrying. Now, my uncle is full of peaches and plums.
My uncle's life as a teacher is very hard, but every time he talks about the past, he has a kind of pride and satisfaction that he can't hide. In his view, it was a bittersweet time.
Uncle placed deep expectations on future generations. He said: "I always feel that someone can continue his dream of being a teacher." Unfortunately, my cousins are not as good as he hoped, and their studies are not ideal. Only my grades are ok, and I especially hate doing farm work. Therefore, my uncle often teaches me to study hard and try to be a real people's teacher. Slowly, my dream gradually took root and grew up in my uncle's expectation. 1998, I graduated from university and became a real people's teacher, which can be regarded as an achievement of my own dream and also an achievement of my uncle's dream.
With a flick of a finger, more than ten years passed quietly. Looking back on the road of cultivation, there are joys and sorrows, laughter and tears, and the flame of education in my heart has been tempered, because I always have a dream in my heart: to be the best myself and to be a happy teacher!
Dou Guimei and Li Zhenxi, these familiar names, these admirable masters of education. I admire their knowledge and ability, and what impresses me more is their persistent love for students and their education. From them, I feel that being the best teacher requires passion, lofty sentiments and down-to-earth actions!
Although compared with them, I am just a drop in the ocean, just a silent cultivator and a silent sower. But I remember a famous person once said, "The road comes out with your feet. History is written by people. Every step of people's actions is writing their own history. " So I want to compare me today with me yesterday-is it more serious to prepare lessons? Is the class more exciting? Do you read many books? Is my educational reflection more profound? Is it more sincere to talk to students? ..... I firmly believe that if I ask myself this question every day, compare myself with it every day, be my best self every day, concentrate on my studies and keep learning, I will definitely move forward towards my dream step by step!
This year's Teacher's Day, I feel particularly deeply. Before the festival, children will play the game of "King and Angel". All teachers are "kings" and students are "angels". The children surveyed the teachers one by one and asked them to tell their "dreams" on Teacher's Day, and then they came to help them realize them.
I thought about it and said, "My dream is to have a class in Class 5 on Teacher's Day, and I can finish a class smoothly and happily without saying hello to the supervisor."
I am serious. The children in Class 5 are a group of monkey children, with a small psychological age and a low level of understanding. They are always fidgeting. When I first entered school, I couldn't attend classes at all. After a year of conditioning, it has been much better, but it is still harder than other classes. Classroom management really wastes a lot of my time.
I asked, "Can the teacher realize this dream?" The children are a little embarrassed. They know their problems themselves. In fact, no children deliberately make trouble, they just don't have the ability to manage themselves.
On the evening of the 9th, a boy sent a text message to congratulate on a happy holiday. It is precisely children who talk back and make trouble. I sent back a short message: if you are sensible in class, the teacher will be happy. For a long time, the child only replied with one word: good!
After a while, another child sent a text message: Happy Teacher's Day!
I went back to the past: students are sensible and teachers are happy.
The child responded with a naughty smile.
The next morning, I went to study by myself. Children are not allowed in. They are busy preparing, and they are in full swing. I went for a walk in Class 6 and stayed for a long time before I came to Class 5.
There is nothing unusual in the classroom. Even the blackboard is different from other classes. Very clean. I went to the computer console and began to prepare.
At this time, the monitor came to the stage and said mysteriously, "Teacher Ye, let's do a magic trick."
I smiled. I thought, what magic? He didn't bring any tools.
This guy stood quite solemnly, and his eyes scanned the class powerfully. Look at me standing there, then suddenly turn around grandly, and then push the blackboard to the right more gracefully and grandly. That action is quite like the way the main flag-raiser in the flag-raising team lets the national flag fly.
The whole class applauded.
Haha, so this is their magic!
Two blackboards were closed just now. This push, I see clearly, the blackboard on the left is covered with colorful post-it notes, all of which are children's blessings to the teacher. I smiled. Even shouted at the children to take pictures as a souvenir.
Next class, continue the second class of Persuasion. Very sensitive class, very fashionable, very lively and profound. Forty minutes passed in the blink of an eye. It suddenly occurred to me that I really didn't have a greeting discipline! Not once!
Oh, children, this is your magic, the top magic.
I am extremely happy, extremely happy, extremely happy!
This is my dream, the Chinese dream. Today, Teacher's Day has come true! I hope every day is "Teacher's Day"!