My Education Story Essay Competition

My Education Story Essay Collection (Selected 8 Articles)

In life, work and study, everyone has dealt with essay solicitation. The essay requires that the paragraphs comply with the format and the number of words. Comply with regulations. Still at a loss for essay writing? The following is a collection of essays on my educational stories that I have carefully compiled. Welcome to read and collect them.

My Educational Story Essay 1

Whenever I think of that incident, I feel happy in my heart, and I can’t help but recall it...

That was the most important special exam in my life, and it benefited me a lot.

On a Saturday morning, the weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly, with the scorching sun slanting down on the earth. Early in the morning, my mother "picked" me up from the bed and said she was taking me to the exam. I thought in confusion: Exam? Isn't today Saturday? What's the test? I had a big question mark in my heart and went with my mother. Along the way, I asked my mother why she wanted to take the exam, but she always answered me: "You'll know when you go there!" I was forced to do nothing by her, so I had to retreat and shut my mouth.

My mother led me to the foot of a very high mountain and said to me: "Okay, let's go up!" "Huh?" I shouted in surprise. "Go up? Climb up?" "Yes! What's wrong?" Mom looked at me doubtfully. "This. So high...high!" I pointed at the mountain nervously and said. "Oh! Don't worry about so much! Nothing is difficult in the world, only those who are willing to do so! Let's go!" Mom said confidently. I was moved by her spirit and went up the mountain with her.

Before I reached the halfway point of the mountain, I was already out of breath from exhaustion. "Mom, I... let's stop here! I'm out of breath!" My sweat fell drop by drop like broken beads. "No, how can you give up halfway? Keep crawling." Mom frowned and said. I had no choice but to continue to the top of the mountain.

After a long time, we finally climbed to the top of the mountain. My mother and I were so tired that we were out of breath. "What did you learn from it?" Mom asked me. "Me? I...I learned from this that you can't do things half-way. You have to be down-to-earth and complete step by step, so that you can get things done. Right?" Yes, I passed the exam this time! The result is excellent! "My mother said with relief and a smile on her face." Huh? Is this the test you're talking about? "I asked confused. "Yes! "My mother smiled, and so did I. At this time, the sky was exceptionally blue, and the mountains were exceptionally green, as if I could touch the clouds with my hand. The little flowers and grasses were waving to me, and the sun was smiling at me...

Ah! This is really a special exam! This exam gave me education that I couldn’t get in the book. It reminds me of my education story essay all the time. Chapter 2

The ancients said: "Don't do good things because they are small, and don't do evil things because they are small." To cultivate our good behavior habits, we must start from many small things in life. Be familiar with the rules of civilization, don’t hit or curse, don’t argue with classmates, don’t get into trouble with classmates, help parents with housework at home, respect elders, etc. But how many of these can you really do in life? The rules of civilization can be said in vain, but in actual actions, they are in vain. Our generation is what adults call "little emperors" and "little suns", even if it is not so. , under the pampering of parents for a long time, our will will be worn away, and we will become people who can only stretch out their hands for food and open their mouths.

In school, we should do every little thing. Good. From not forgetting to wear a red scarf when going to school to sitting in class, you should pay attention to it and do it truly. Don't just do it under the supervision of teachers and the urging of parents. You should be conscious and independent in school. Scraps of peel and confetti can be seen everywhere. The students passing by, including the children in the first and second grades, and the older children in the fifth and sixth grades, did not pick them up. Some even stepped on them or kicked them aside. . No one bent down, reached out to pick it up, and then threw it into the trash can not far away. It only took three steps.

"Where's his mother?" I asked. At this time, a poker player sitting next to me stood up and took the book. Seeing this, I endured it, and my reason helped me regain my composure. "Let's do this. Let me talk to her mother when she comes back. She said that she was full of gas and hit the gas and left without looking back. Later, Xiao Zheng had a car accident. I actively assisted Xiao Zheng's father to handle the insurance. I also said , rest in peace and recuperate, and come back to make up lessons for him. Because I know that as a teacher, I should be generous.

So I didn’t take it to heart that Xiao Zheng’s parents were unreasonable. I took a bag of children’s favorite food. When I went to the hospital to see Xiao Zheng, Xiao Zheng’s father no longer greeted me with the indifference he had when playing cards, but with guilty gratitude. This sincere exchange touched Xiao Zheng’s father, and the communication during subsequent meetings was particularly special. Respect and concern for children have increased. Xiao Zheng’s study has also improved. I am happy because I have given.

What is a teacher and what is a parent? Teachers and parents are not enemies. This is for the sake of the children. Teachers and parents meet by fate with the same goals.

Education is for every student. Each student has different personalities, hobbies, and abilities. Their abilities are also different. From the fourth year of teaching in 2006, I returned to my old profession—English teacher. I cannot truly and effectively understand the personality characteristics of each student. However, for the sake of smooth teaching, I often take the initiative to approach them.

I am glad that I have chosen the right career with love, patience, and a high degree of enthusiasm. Responsibility works hard on the road of education and reaps... My Education Story Essay Collection 6

Speaking of "teacher's ethics", I feel that it is both a "big word" and a "small word" . The role models of teacher ethics promoted and praised on TV, newspapers, the Internet and other media, their selfless dedication and indifference to fame and fortune, have indeed shocked the hearts of many people in this materialistic society: Kneeling and teaching while wearing "boat shoes" Lu Yongkang, a rural teacher, and Jin Weijie, a female teacher from Henan who sacrificed his life to save his students and was caught in a wheel... These are the best explanations for the "big word" of teacher ethics. However, more ordinary teachers on the front line have not made any efforts to attract people. It’s a spectacular feat in the media, but I think: Isn’t it a good interpretation of “teacher ethics” to infiltrate this kind of morality and love into daily teaching and spread it into the hearts of students?

It is shameful to deduct points from the class.

I like reading, but in this era of picture reading, I also like reading pictures vulgarly. My favorite thing is that I often get peace of mind when I read pictures. The many small pictures in Jimmy's "Photography Book" often make my heart move, and my thoughts naturally arise spontaneously. In the empty classroom at noon, I raise my sour eyes from the sea of ??homework assignments and read Jimmy. A kind of debugging, a kind of relaxation, I turned this page today: a tired lagging child, he said something like this:

In the sultry afternoon, I sat willfully in the corner of the roadside and decided to get away from that place. The hurried and sluggish, never-ending team.

In a blink of an eye, the world became quiet and cool.

The wind came, the butterflies came, and the kittens came.

The cicadas chirped, the birds sang, and I whistled softly.

Seeing this picture, I can’t help but think of something that happened recently: the new semester has begun, and I spent a day making more detailed modifications and additions to the class disciplines, item by item. I was afraid that there was something wrong with the article, so I printed it out at my own expense and posted it on the bulletin board in front of the classroom. You must know that the evaluation in the school is very strict, and the honor of "Excellent Class Collective" is something that students are proud of. Yes, the class teacher attaches great importance to it. There is no way, everyone regards this as an affirmation of the class teacher's work ability. In the first class of the new semester, I made these requirements repeated, requiring the children to have a sense of collective honor and establish a sense of collective honor. "It is shameful to deduct points for the class", but I didn't expect that in the afternoon, the squad leader of the road team reported to me: "Yan Xianghao did not line up after school at noon. He walked by himself. The classmates who were inspected found out and deducted points for our class. One point!"

I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when I heard this: You just violated what I said in the morning. That's okay. How can you restrain other students in the future if you don't punish them severely? I "invited" him to my desk, gave him a severe scolding, and asked him if he knew it was shameful to deduct points from the class? He was ordered to write a self-reflection. The child went back with tears in his eyes. The next day he handed me a "reflection": "Teacher Wang, I was wrong. I shouldn't have gone to the fish pond to play and forgot to stand in line. I know It is shameful to deduct points from the class, and I will never do it again..." I posted his review in the class to "send one as a warning to others." But in the next few days, I found that this child always avoided me, unlike me. He used to wander around my desk after class, always trying to get me to notice him and talk to him about his little bird, his "ace"... Only then did I realize that my There is something wrong with the approach. How could I "format" a lively and active child? How can one question whether a child loves the class for just one point?

Then calm down and reflect on yourself: Do I have my own utilitarianism involved in doing this - for the honor of "outstanding class group"! To prove your ability to work! Am I doing this because of my aggressiveness at work or out of personal vanity? Can I say the slogan "It's shameful to deduct points from the class" in a different way? "Observing discipline and maintaining class honor is not only a form of respect for students who do this seriously, but also a manifestation of one's own personal accomplishment." However, out of the face of my "teacher's dignity", although I realized my mistakes, I But she didn't apologize to him, she just said many times in her heart: Dear child, I'm sorry! My Educational Story Essay Collection Part 7

What is school? Education is a career that perfects people. With such a goal, education can have ideals and beliefs; then schools should be places that awaken humanity, get close to kindness, stay away from ignorance, and reject evil.

Everyone says that teaching is hard. In ancient times, there was a saying: "If your family has five buckets of rice, you will not be the king of children." It is true that being a teacher is hard and tiring, and being a good teacher is even harder and more tiring, but this is the profession we choose, so all we have to do is work silently.

In fact, every child is cute. Although some of their academic performance may be somewhat unsatisfactory, he is a champion in sports games, a master in labor, and it is he who takes the initiative to send his sick classmates home. , who can say that he is not a good boy, and who is perfect?

I accidentally read a story about an old Zen master in ancient times who saw a chair in the corner one night. It was a monk who broke the temple rules and crossed the wall to go out for a walk. The old Zen master didn't say anything, walked to the wall, moved the chair, and squatted on the spot. After a while, a young monk jumped over the wall and jumped into the yard in the dark, stepping on the old Zen master's back. When he realized that what he had just stepped on was not a chair, but his own master, he panicked and was speechless. But the master did not scold him harshly, but said in a calm tone: "It's cold in the night, go and wear more clothes."

The story touched me deeply. The children were very fond of the teacher. Tolerant, as long as you have shown love to them, they can forgive you for any sarcastic words or angry outbursts you have made to them. They adore you and love you.

I often think that teachers should be more tolerant to students. All living beings have their own strengths and weaknesses. Maybe they are often unable to control their words and deeds, cannot complete their learning tasks well, and may not necessarily have a brilliant future. , but who said that an ordinary person is inferior to others? Like the old monk in the story, we know clearly that tolerance is a silent education. Although the instillation of book knowledge is very important, creating a tolerant learning environment for students is much more beneficial in encouraging the growth of students' personality strength and the development of individuality. The overall social trend, educational atmosphere and work and life pressure sometimes make us teachers deviate from the direction. My Educational Story Essay Collection Part 8

He is a boy in Class 7 (2), but now he has become my student.

It was one night not long after school started. I was studying in class in the evening as usual. Just as I was exchanging learning methods with the students, the door was pushed open and a fat boy came in. His round face exudes naughtiness, his short yellow hair stands straight up, and he is dressed in strange clothes. He is a typical fashionable handsome guy. He didn't say anything and went straight to the only open seat in the class. After he was done, he looked at me without any expression on his face. Clearly, he was oblivious to my presence.

I laughed, and so did the other students. He also smiled sheepishly, as if he was already a member of our class.

"His name is Li Xiaoxiao. He heard that there was still an open seat in our class, so he came over." The squad leader stood up and reported. I motioned to the monitor to sit down, walked straight up to him, and asked him to introduce himself.

He said he was in Class 7 (2) and thought of our class, so he came. It's that simple. I smiled and said, "What a frank kid. But you can't be so casual! This needs to be approved by the principal. Wait until I ask the principal before moving here, okay?" He told me that his father had already told the principal. . Maybe the principal hasn't had time to inform me yet.

The next morning, several classroom teachers came and advised me not to keep him because he was known as a "troublemaker." I laughed. Since his parents have told the leader and come here again, it’s not good to drive him away. It’s better to take a look before talking about it. Nothing will happen. I persuaded these well-meaning teachers to leave.

After he entered my class, he has been silent. Like other students, he gets up on time, goes to class on time, eats on time, sits in his seat, and reads seriously. There is no sense that he is a "headache" to the teacher. "students.

The monthly exam came as scheduled, and his results were very bad. He was very depressed and sat motionless in his seat, obviously extremely disappointed. I called him into the office, but he lowered his head and didn't say a word.

"The teacher is pleased with your performance during this period and is satisfied with your results. The teacher sees hope in it!" I said with a smile.

"Teacher, please stop teasing me. I'm in a bad mood now. I've never felt so embarrassed. It seems that I shouldn't have entered your class." He raised his head and expressed A free and easy look. I looked at him and said nothing for a long time, until he lowered his head again.

"I know you are a student who refuses to admit defeat, has a competitive character, and doesn't want to fail at anything." I patted his shoulder.

He said matter-of-factly: "I have long heard that you are a very powerful class teacher. I wanted to conquer you, but I didn't expect that I lost."

"You didn't Lose, it’s just that you are more awake than before, aware of your tasks, and want to do your best.”

“Teacher, do you know that I am a bad student, especially when the teacher talks about me. When I am helpless, I always want to confront the teachers, and even the teachers are annoying me and don't want me." He paused and continued: "That's it. I wanted to try your skills, not to learn. I didn't expect you to let me sit here so smoothly, and I didn't expect that you wouldn't give me a chance to attack you. I didn't expect that you would not criticize me for so long. It makes me feel that you care about me all the time.

Teacher, I’m convinced!

When he said this, he smiled, and so did I.

“Teacher, thank you for your honesty, and congratulate you on your new starting point. The teacher has full confidence in you and believes that through your own efforts, you will definitely achieve the desired results..."

"Thank you, teacher, I will satisfy you. "After that, he saluted me deeply and walked out of the office.

Looking at his retreating back, I thought over and over again that it was acceptance and tolerance that changed this "troublemaker." ;