Read 200 words of Peng's Stupid Child.

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Reflections on "Stupid Child"

Today, I read a short article "Stupid Child" in "Smart Backpack" and felt a lot.

The author of this article tells an experience of his childhood. He was a famous silly boy in the village when he was a child. Although he spent time getting up early and going to bed late, he did it very seriously, but his exam results were not ideal and he was often detained by his teacher. Parents can't help themselves. They all know that their son is a complete idiot, but they still look forward to it sincerely.

/kloc-When he was 0/2 years old, his thoughts changed greatly for the first time.

In the early autumn of that year, his father asked him to look after and dry the rice at home. But he went swimming in the river not far away. It rained heavily as a result. When he hurried home, his father was holding a broom to stop the rice from flowing with the water. When you see him back, raise your broom. I fell into a ditch and fainted. Later, I heard that my father was frightened and ran to the hospital behind her back. His shoes ran away, his shirt ran away and his trousers were torn. On the way, my mother rushed over when she heard the news and took turns to carry it to the hospital more than 30 miles away. My mother has a leg disease and walks stumbling. I can't imagine how she heard it during that journey.

When he woke up, his parents cried with joy and held their heads in their arms. Tears slid across their gaunt faces and dripped on their bloodstained feet, shocking! Actually, he just went into shock. The doctor said, just rest at home. But his parents made a mountain out of a molehill, which awakened his numb and sleeping heart. His parents' tears made him grow up at once. At that moment, he suddenly realized that even if he was stupid, he was the favorite of his parents! At the end of that year, he took the first place in his class for the first time.

After reading this story, I think our students' academic performance may not lie in the wonderful lectures given by the teachers. Aren't there many self-taught students? The decisive factor is their internal factor. If it weren't for the accident, the author in the article might always be a silly child. But the accident aroused his self-esteem that was cared for and valued, and inspired his high fighting spirit. This may be the reason why there are countless successful examples of appreciation education. So I think to help those underachievers, we should first give psychological help and try our best to stimulate their self-confidence and self-esteem. Only in this way can your help on the subject be effective. Otherwise, it may be counterproductive.

Also, many of our teachers and parents are complaining that we have given our children so much love, why don't they understand and live up to expectations? I think that they may not understand everything we do, and they may not know what love is, so when we give love, it is necessary to say our love. This can let more children know that we love them, thus arousing the pride and self-confidence of being appreciated. In this way, we may save a lot of trouble.

Reflections on "Stupid Child"

In the evening, under the bright light, I once again opened the "New Humanities Reader" with deep affection and read the article "Stupid Child". This is the third time I have read this article, but I will never get tired of it, because I am moved by its deep love.

The article is about a little boy with a low IQ, so he is stupid and often jokes, which often makes his parents lose face. His study is also very poor, his grades are often unsatisfactory, and he is often detained by the teacher. However, since his illness, he suddenly changed from a poor student to a top student in his class. Later, he was admitted to the university and became the pride of the whole village.

What makes this silly child a leader? There is only one answer, yes, this is the power of parents' love. His parents' love awakened his numb heart and made the little boy understand that he was also his parents' favorite. Yes, isn't it true that every parent in the world gives their children selfless love? My parents care about me and love me in every way.

They care about me not only in their studies, but also in their lives. I remember one time, it was raining cats and dogs outside, and I was playing in the chair. Suddenly, the chair fell with a bang, and my tongue was cut, and blood kept flowing. At a loss, I cried with a "wow". When my knitting mother heard this, she quickly put down the wool and came to my side to pick me up. She coaxed me and asked me what was wrong. I was too scared to speak. I pointed to the chair and said, "I ... I". My mother seemed to understand what I was going to say, so she dialed my father's number. A few minutes later, we were already on our way to the hospital. When I woke up, I was dizzy and found myself lying in a hospital bed with several stitches in my tongue. It was dark at night, and my parents sat next to me and looked at me. Maybe it's too late. Their eyes were red, and I wept silently.

When I closed the new humanities book, I was full of thoughts. Ah, Mom and Dad, you were there to encourage us when we failed. When we are sad, you taught me to smile at life; When we get good grades, you will always show a knowing smile ... Mom and Dad, you have really paid too much for me, and I will definitely repay you with excellent grades!