How to write the diary "I Have a Little Dream Teacher"?

Now, standing here, I also have a dream - a small dream that is about teachers. But this dream has been around for a long time. When I was a child, I was used to seeing my father's back when he was correcting homework. When I saw my father burst into tears when he received the stomach medicine sent by his students, I had a small dream, that is, to be a qualified teacher.

Some people will laugh, wasn’t this already being realized when you stepped onto the three-foot podium 17 years ago? I want to say: "No!" Seventeen years ago, I became a teacher. I am honored, but today, seventeen years later, I dare not say that I am a qualified teacher. I'm still far, far away from being qualified.

During the days when I went with students, too many stories happened. Every story made me understand my own unqualification, and every story made me slowly get closer to me. dream.

Six years ago, for my own personal reasons, I was transferred from Huangchang Street School to No. 21 Middle School. I was forced to let go of the children I had taught for two years. I knew the school would provide better arrangements. A new teacher came to take over, so I left with peace of mind. It wasn’t until the high school entrance examination a year later that I realized that a child was fighting against the new teacher, even if his grades fell behind, and he failed to get good high school entrance examination results, just to express his feelings. I am so ashamed of my love! The child has such a sincere heart, but after experiencing my departure, he chose such a wrong way. At that moment, I felt that I was unqualified as a teacher. I failed to teach my children to adapt to this changing world. I failed to teach my children to be responsible. I left irresponsibly. In exchange for His eternal pain. If there are any changes in the future, I will consider it only after sending the children away. I hope to plant responsibility and adaptability in students’ hearts.

Three years ago, my wife passed away due to illness. A few days after his funeral, I went to work. Although I was exhausted both physically and mentally, I still went to work. I wanted to educate my children in daily life. Face it with strength, it is really your turn. If you fall, how will you educate the children? When the children saw me coming, they were very happy but did not dare to jump for joy. I was afraid. A child named Zhu Fuxi walked up to me, stretched out his arms and said, "Teacher! Hug, you still have us!" For a moment, I cried, crying in front of the students without any scruples. I didn't expect that I always comfort her when she cries. Today she also learned to comfort me, and she was better at it than me, and she hit the nail on the head. Rather than saying that my strength moved her, it would be better to say that we had a heart-to-heart communication and the transmission of love. Only then did I feel that education may have the highest profit returns in the world. What we sow is a seed of love, but what we reap is a whole beautiful life. Education has no skills, it is just the spreading of love. I hope to plant strength and love in the hearts of students.

Last year, when I was in the first grade of junior high school, there was a student named Liu Fuchao. He was involved in several fights last semester, and when it came time for the exam, he said he would stop studying and then stopped coming to school. This happened every time. Next semester, when school starts, he comes again. Many teachers say that he can't have him because he always affects your class. I still picked him up, because as far as I know, the reason why I stopped reading a few times was because of my family’s lack of money, not anything else, and there were reasons for fighting. I saw tears in the eyes of a big boy. His uncle also told me that he would not allow me to cause any trouble to our Teacher Shen. He also used his summer job to earn tuition for the next semester. I am really happy with the changes in my child. I hope to plant understanding and commitment in students’ hearts.

Perhaps there is an endless story in every teacher’s heart about the ups and downs brought by students in the education process. I also know that there is still a lot to be planted in the hearts of students, and I still have a long way to go. Faced with imperfect teaching facilities. Faced with the unsatisfactory student resources, some teachers also laughed at me because I wanted the rooster to lay eggs. I know that I can't make the rooster lay eggs, but I firmly believe that through my efforts, I can make the students' stone-like hearts become as soft as water, I can make the students' cold hearts become full of love, and I can make the students understand that people must first Be a human being, and then you can be an excellent person; I can make students love learning and strive for it. My path is destined to be as unpretentious as my speech, which is to teach students more knowledge and abilities, so that I can say with a smile: I am one step closer to my dream.

No matter how time and space change, I have never forgotten that I am a teacher.

I will not use the ruler of money to measure my value, because I know that I am not a pillar, but my career is to cultivate pillars. I will not let the clear spring of my knowledge turn into a pool of stagnant water, because I know that I am not the future, but My business is creating the future.

I am a teacher

I have no regrets about my choice

I have no regrets about my dedication

I have no regrets about my choice. My own title

If I were given another chance to choose my dream, I would still say it loudly: My dream is to be a qualified teacher!