I have been thinking at the beginning of school, do you want to communicate with the teacher? How to communicate with the teacher? Teacher Zhang in front took three semesters. The trust relationship that was finally established suddenly collapsed, which made me very uncomfortable. On the contrary, the child is fine and has not been affected by changing teachers. I have to say that children are much more adaptable to teachers than parents. It also reflects parents' anxiety.
When I was still immersed in the dilemma of whether to communicate with the teacher, the head teacher Duan found me and asked about the child's situation. The child's performance was not very good at that time. From the daily preview and test, he showed his mood. I just explained the child's situation to Mr. Duan again. Teacher Duan is both a teacher and a mother. I understand what I said, thank you very much! But then, another thing happened, which made my relationship with my teacher deadlocked again. The reason is that she didn't mean to say a word to the child, which broke the string I had been tightening. Let me fall into a strange circle and blame the teacher wrongly. At the same time, it also made me realize that my blx has brought trouble to my children.
Then, because I didn't finish my homework for a holiday, I was called to the school by the Chinese teacher for the second time to explain the situation. For the next week, I just stared at my children's homework every day. To tell the truth, I am a stupid mother. In the face of children's homework, except for a period of time at the beginning, I was impatient at the back and turned into yelling. In the words of the child's father, there are only two tones of communication between me and my child, calm and angry.
This is not the result I want. During this time, I didn't study either. I know there must be more than three ways to do anything, and I have tried, but I really can't think of any way, which will only bring me fatigue and mental fatigue. Countless times, I really want to give up and don't want to pay attention to my homework I asked myself in my mind, what do children do at school? I recall that when I was in the first grade, my children were scared. At that time, he didn't know what he looked like after he went to primary school. So he listened to me and did double his homework. But I stayed at home for several months because of the epidemic. My relationship with my children began to become tense, which can be said to be the color change when talking about homework.
When Mr. Zhang learned the situation, he taught me a lesson and decided to help me. I don't know. It was just right, and she left. I'm only in the second grade, and I've changed teachers and head teachers, and it's three transgressions of five times. I don't know what happened. When the Chinese teacher asked me to go to school for the second time, I really didn't want to care, but what could I do? Just crustily skin of head for a week, really exhausted. I also learned to change my methods, encourage him, write inspirational words with him and post them on the wall; Play music during recess, dance with my sister and cheer him up; Hold tight ... when these methods are exhausted, I am like a deflated ball, and I begin to languish again.
Today is the last Sunday of this semester and the last day of Senior Two. Hit the child for something else this morning. The result was silence, a whole morning of silence. I am not in tune for talk. I'm afraid I'll get angry when I open my mouth and hurt my family. I've thought a lot. When did my relationship with my children go wrong? Why did it get to this point today? How to face it in the future?
I thought of the Parents' Code that I was studying recently, and I thought of the Parent-child Commitment Book that I have to read to my children every day. I should encourage and praise children more than criticize, accuse and blame them; Because I know that only encouragement and praise can bring confidence and strength to children. Criticism, accusations and complaints are just venting my emotions and hurting my children's hearts. I want to learn to squat down and communicate with children on an equal footing, instead of ordering children; Because I know that coercion will only bring children's rebellion and resistance.
When I was yelling, I had mixed feelings when I watched the child cry with his mouth open. I know I must have done something wrong, but I don't know how to correct it. Children are just children after all. As a parent, no one taught me how to be a mother. I feel like I'm walking in a maze. I can hear the children shouting, but I can't get out.
Summer vacation is coming. I don't know how to spend this holiday.