A few days after the start of school, the teacher asked us to prepare a speech for the class cadre election. I didn't care much at that time, thinking that there were still two weeks. It is easy to forget so early.
A week later, I said to myself, "Let's talk about it on Friday. Didn't the teacher say that there will be an election at noon next Thursday? " Friday is the first day of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday. At that time, I forgot to prepare my speech, without the happiness of homework and full happiness.
On Monday, I prepared my speech in a hurry and didn't print it until Tuesday. I only recited it for two days from Tuesday to Wednesday, and my preparation was quite inadequate, which also caused the later. ...
campaign for
At noon on Thursday, the words "Class cadre election-Sixth (2) Squadron" appeared on the blackboard, and my heart began to pound, fast and slow. Fortunately, the campaign is based on the student number, and my student number is behind. I breathed a sigh of relief and recited the manuscript silently. At this time, Bin Chen came as shown above and went down after reading a few words, which surprised me and made me think for a long time. Finally, I made a very solemn decision-delete.
My manuscript has five or six lines on one side, and only half of it is edited, which is more convenient. Looking at this manuscript that doesn't look like a speech, I suddenly relaxed!
The figures of the 1930s have come into my ears again, and I am a little uneasy and excited. In the sixth grade, this was the last time I ran for class monitor on the platform of primary school, but I still seemed as shy as I was five years ago, staring at every classmate's expression and every move with small eyes. ...
I've thought a lot. Every election is like slow motion, and it is like a movie until the end of the election. Suddenly, I found a cold sweat on my palm.
result
It ended well. I became a monitor as I wished. I hope we can treat everything well next time, especially the election, not after junior high school, high school or even college.
Today is Sunday, and it is also my first weekend in Chinese school. For a new school and a middle school student, I am full of joy and longing, but more confused. I just joined this new group last week. Although I am a little uncomfortable, I know that I can only adapt to the environment, but I can't adapt the environment to myself. In these four short days of Chinese school life, I have learned a lot, not only knowledge, but also norms and life. "Teacher Hua" teaches us to demand truth, goodness and beauty, to be honest, to do things in a down-to-earth way, and to be a qualified middle school student in China, who is law-abiding and has excellent academic performance.
The requirements for middle school students and primary school students are different. Middle school students should demand themselves with stricter codes of conduct, instead of being like primary school students. However, in retrospect, the primary school time is the most unforgettable. I even want to go back three months ago. At that time, although busy but kind, I was not used to the days when the math teacher gave us lessons with sticks and graded papers. I am not used to the days when the Chinese teacher asked us to write the text silently and punished us for copying. At that time, I kept thinking: hurry up the exam and be a middle school student! It's naive to think about it now. Children always want to grow up, and I didn't understand why my mother said children are the best until the second day of junior high school. They can keep silent about a new book; You can play with a toy for two hours; Can laugh my head off for a TV program; You can study for three or two hours for a flashlight. Children are so carefree. ...
I can't hear Teacher Yin swearing, and I can't see Teacher Huang getting angry. I always feel that something is missing. I know this is called missing, missing the beautiful and busy time in the past. I've always wanted to hear Teacher Yin say it again in authentic Danyang dialect: You forgot to shit after eating!
No, I seem to have forgotten something. Look at my brain. When I get old, my head doesn't even ... ouch! No, I remember. I will arrive at school at 10: 30 today, and now it's 10: 15. I have to go. In short, in this middle school life, I will make persistent efforts and climb the peak bravely!
I walked into my dear campus with great joy, and I still miss everything. The thick pine trees are still standing upright, guarding the campus like giants. I can't get tired of seeing the colorful walls and the faces of my dear teachers and classmates in my dear campus.
Picking up a book, I suddenly smelled a faint ink that I hadn't smelled for two months. Walking into the new classroom, I seem to have entered a brand-new world. It's like a paradise. Everyone passing by can realize their dreams. After cleaning, the striking blackboard is still hanging in its place in obscurity, holding on to its post without saying a word. The flower of hope will bloom here forever. A few "ding" cheerful class bells rang in the classroom window, and the students entered the classroom one after another. The teacher also began to lecture. I don't know why, everything has become familiar again, and beautiful lectures and crisp laughter are ringing in my ears. Ah! Everything is still so familiar! I listened to this lesson very carefully. I don't know why, the teacher's beautiful voice seems to have become the voice of nature, so beautiful that I was fascinated in an instant. "If only I could hear this wonderful sound of nature every day!" This sound is really intoxicating! "School is late, and I still hear the beautiful lecture, which can't be dispersed for a long time. Ah! What a wonderful first week of school!
In this crisp September, I entered my favorite junior high school, with new teachers, new knowledge and new curriculum.
Our head teacher, Mr. Liang, is an amiable teacher who teaches us how to manage our time in junior high school and how to be "comfortable" and care about our study and life at school day after day. Chinese teachers don't rest in their spare time, sitting in the office, facing the textbook, helping us refine the knowledge in the text; The math teacher will tell every problem we have done step by step and explain the knowledge and skills inside; The English teacher stimulates everyone's interest in learning English through the game of "extra points", and we are full of enthusiasm in every class …
There are also many teachers who teach us to "moisten things quietly". At school, when you see a teacher, you should salute and ask, "Hello, teacher!" " "Do you want to wear a red scarf, discipline, gfd is appropriate. In class, you should listen attentively. Don't be distracted by simplicity, because "learning the sea is endless." "When you do your own exercises, your movements should be regular and powerful, and you can't limp, just like not eating in the morning.
For junior high school knowledge, I feel "Alexander". Details in English textbooks and papers have increased dramatically. I think we should take notes and mark the corresponding knowledge points clearly.
Because junior high school and primary school have different time, they go to school early and go home late. Facing the tense junior high school life, I am trying to adjust my life rhythm. Pack your schoolbag in advance the night before, and the items and clothes you need for school the next day. Get up early in the morning, eat after washing, grab a red scarf and run to catch the school bus at a "flying speed".
After entering junior high school, I am looking forward to my next life and my next knowledge and activities. I hope that in the next three years of junior high school, I can make an extraordinary self with my own efforts!
Junior high school, I'm coming!
May 1 officially started the first week of composition, and the new semester has a new atmosphere. Not only the textbooks are new, but also the class teachers, subject teachers and classrooms. Most students are transferred from other classes. Everyone feels a little strange when they meet. Teacher Liang, the head teacher, told us earnestly on the first day of school: "I hope everyone will win glory for the new class and work hard for their own progress."
The new environment is more conducive to our growth, and we can know more teachers and classmates. I am determined to have new goals, a new starting point, be strict with myself, realize new goals and hopes with my own practical actions, and strive for new progress.
At the beginning of the new semester, my mother put forward specific requirements for me: first, respect teachers and listen carefully; Second, unite classmates and get along well; The third is to be honest and not tell lies; Fourth, finish your homework on time and write a weekly diary or diary.
Mom also made it clear that if the average score of all subjects in the final exam is above 90 points, or if she is rated as a three-good student, she will be rewarded with an LCD computer.
I know this is the well-meaning of teachers and mothers, this is my hope, and the prize is really attractive. I am determined to study hard according to the requirements of teachers and mothers, strive for good grades, strive for good grades, and strive to get LCD computers. Only in this way can my mother be happy and I have a future. I will definitely use my own efforts to realize my hope.