The first volume of the fifth grade is a grateful joke

Synopsis: Zhang Xiaolan is the child of a pair of migrant workers, whose parents have been collecting waste products for a living. Xiaolan thinks that her parents' work is not decent and makes her lose face in front of her classmates, so she looks down on her parents and scolds them at home. Later, with the help of teachers and classmates, she became obedient, stopped spending money indiscriminately, respected her parents and became considerate of them. Role:

Zhang Xiaolan: Female, a sixth-grade student.

Xiaohui: female, enthusiastic and outspoken, Xiaolan's friend.

Zhang Mingming: Male, Xiaolan's classmate.

Teacher: Female, Xiaolan's head teacher.

Scavenger (Zhang Xiaolan's mother): female.

Scene 1: (Location: School Gate)

[narrator]: vanity, perhaps every child has had it, but in some children's hearts, it seems to be a glimpse of water; But in some children's minds, it's like a huge stone, so heavy that you can't breathe. ...

[Introduction]: During lunch break, Xiaolan and Xiao Hui came to the school gate.

A woman is picking up plastic bottles in the dustbin.

Zhang Xiaolan: Come on, let's sell the store!

Xiaohui: Hey, I've spent all my money.

Zhang Xiaolan: Never mind, it's my treat today. Yesterday, my mother gave me five yuan. (proudly holding up the money in his hand)

Xiaolan: By the way, let's go for ice cream. Let's go-(pushing Xiaolan, I happen to be near the woman who picked up the plastic bottle) Xiaohui: No, I don't want to spend other people's money.

Scavenger: (looking up, thinking) Hey, Xiaolan-you! ...

Zhang Xiaolan: (immediately turning his face and glaring) You, you, you, you, you, you, you what you.

Woman who picks up junk: (The words shrink back again, at a loss)

Xiaohui: Why, Xiaolan, does she know you? Is it your relative? (puzzled expression)

Zhang Xiaolan: I don't have such a shameful relative. (bitterly)

Zhang Xiaolan (turning to the small meeting): You go ahead and wait for me in the shop.

(Xiao Hui is reluctantly pushed off the stage by Xiaolan, and Xiao Hui hides beside the telephone booth)

Zhang Xiaolan: How many times have I told you, why did you come to school? (roar loud)

Scavengers: Look at you. There are many plastic bottles here at noon. Isn't mom just trying to get more money? How can you talk to your mother like that? (sadly)

Xiaolan: You are not my mother. Come on, don't make a fool of yourself here. (Looking around warily)

Zhang Xiaolan's mother: Mom, pick these up and go. (while talking, pick up the attacked waste plastic bottles)

Zhang Xiaolan: Let you go, do you hear me? (Roaring on the plastic bottle that Mom just picked up)

Zhang Xiaolan's mother: (shrinking her hand trembling) Ah-(tears in her eyes, heavy footsteps).

Zhang Xiaolan: (Seeing nobody around, rushing down angrily) Hum.

[Narrator]: Xiaohui told the class teacher about it, but the teacher didn't criticize Xiaolan in public. So what did the teacher do?

Scene 2 (location: classroom)

Teacher: Who was in charge of collecting plastic bottles that students drank every day last month?

Zhang Mingming: Mr. Report, this is our team. (Zhang Mingming stands up)

Teacher: From this month on, give your task to Zhang Xiaolan! You explain your task.

Zhang Mingming: I am the small stationmaster of the "Recycle Bin". My task is to lead the members of our group to collect the plastic bottles that students drink in their spare time, and then sell them to the purchasing station to save the money for selling waste products every time. Since the beginning of school, 40 points of 10 yuan have been sold, which has been paid to the monitor.

Teacher: Zhang Xiaolan. (affectionately)

Zhang Xiaolan: (stands up)

Teacher: Are you willing to finish the task given to you by the teacher? (Walking over and patting her on the shoulder) The teacher believes that you can be an excellent "stationmaster". A month later, the teacher heard your good news.

Scene 3 (Office)

[Narrator] A month passed quickly. In this month's time, Zhang Xiaolan, the small stationmaster of the "Recycle Bin", was diligent and conscientious. The teacher sees it in his eyes and enjoys it in his heart. Look, the teacher called Zhang Xiaolan to her office.

Teacher: What's up, Xiaolan? How much money has your group saved?

Zhang Xiaolan: Three dollars is only fifty cents. (bowed his head embarrassedly)

Teacher: Why are there so few? (surprised)

Zhang Xiaolan: There are many bottles, but they are worthless. Only many bottles can sell for a few cents. (complaining)

Miss Wang: Xiaolan, have you calculated it? How much do you spend every day? How much is it a year? Do you know where your clothes, pants and shoes come from?

Zhang Xiaolan: (Bowing his head) Mom bought it.

Miss Wang: Then where did your mother get the money? Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what?

Zhang Xiaolan: Right (bowing)

Miss Wang: Xiaolan, is it easy for your mother to collect bottles every day for money to support her family and provide you with education? What does she put up with every day? Not only for your growth, but also for you? What did you give your parents? How can you trample on your mother's dignity?

Zhang Xiaolan: (bowed his head and said nothing)

Miss Wang: (earnest) Xiaolan, we should have a grateful heart for everything in the world, not to mention giving us life, raising our parents and educating us. Xiaolan, the teacher wants you to respect your parents.

Zhang Xiaolan: (sobbing) Teacher, I was wrong.

Miss Wang: Don't tell me (stroking Xiaolan's head). I think you should know who to tell.

Scene 4: (Location: Zhang Xiaolan's House)

[Narrator] After school, Xiaolan went home.

Zhang Xiaolan: (I raised my hand to knock, then I shrank back, then I raised my hand to knock, and my mother opened the door)

Zhang Xiaolan's mother: What's the matter, Xiaolan? Who bullied you? Tell mom quickly. (Seeing Xiaolan's red eyes and asking with concern) Did you fail the exam?

Zhang Xiaolan: (shaking his head gently)

Zhang Xiaolan's mother: criticized by the teacher?

Zhang Xiaolan: (sitting in a chair, gently putting down the bag)

Zhang Xiaolan's mother: Why doesn't the child speak? I'm really anxious. I'll call your class teacher. (Talking about unplugging the mobile phone)

Zhang Xiaolan: Mom-(with tears in her eyes) I'm sorry-(kneeling down).

(Xiaolan's mother turns around slowly)

Zhang Xiaolan: Mom-I was wrong. Now I know how difficult it is for you to pay for my education! Don't you get up early every day for our family? What about me? I never understood you, but looked down on you and felt ashamed to have such a mother. Now I know I have the best mother in the world!

Zhang Xiaolan's mother: (helping her daughter) Daughter, my good daughter, you finally understand your mother. For you, mom's hard work and fatigue are worth it!

[Narrator] From then on, Zhang Xiaolan changed, respected his parents, stopped spending money, and got better and better grades.

(Zhang Xiaolan pours water for her mother and rubs her back ...)

[Narrator] In view of the actual situation in Zhang Xiaolan, the teacher asked her to awaken Xiaolan's dusty gratitude through personal experience. The success of this kind of education can't be compared with mere preaching. Only when a person has the heart of gratitude will he have the ambition to repay kindness. Carve the goodness of others in your heart to honor your parents and help others. Only when children are grateful will they have a sense of responsibility, and they will consciously and voluntarily understand their parents, understand others, help their classmates, maintain order and abide by the law. Only in this way can we overcome difficulties, study hard, create good grades and become successful as soon as possible. Dear teachers and classmates, let us all have a grateful heart, be proud of our efforts and be ashamed of our laziness. In this way, our family will be more harmonious, our campus will be more harmonious and our motherland will be more harmonious!

Grateful sketch

One set: a lecture desk, three sets of tables and chairs.

Characters: teacher, student Yang Erya, student Li, student Bonny.

Chen Sing: Hello everyone, I am very happy today ... (Take a seat on the stage)

Li Sang: The sun shines in the sky, and the flowers smile at each other. ...

Yang said: last night, the west wind withered the green trees, just downstairs, and there was no way to study.

When ... (Who is it? ) may

Yang: Hey, big news, big news! Ban Ren is angry with me again, and our class has changed to a new one! I heard that the surname is Hou.

Chen; Well, a "sheep" just left and a "monkey" came.

Li: Who cares about monkeys? Even if the Monkey King comes, we have to take him back to Huaguoshan.

Yang: OK! If you don't loosen your teeth, you will be rooted in the chaotic class. A thousand words persuade the right thoughts, and whoever comes will be angry. Yeah!

Teacher; : enter the classroom "class!"

Chen: Get up and stand up.

Teacher: Hello, class. Please sit down. First, let me introduce myself. I am your new class teacher. My surname is Hou.

Student: "Monkey"? (Ha ... Hey ...)

Teacher: Be quiet. Let's ask the students to introduce themselves.

Yang: Teacher, her name is Bonnie and her name is Li.

Chen and Li: Her name is Yang Erya.

Teacher; Don't students know who they are? Ask someone to introduce you. Ok, shall I announce the results of the monthly exam? Yang Erya is 76, Li is 67 and Bonnie is 49.

Chen: Ah! We're going to fry shredded pork with bamboo boards again tonight.

Yang and Li: What do you mean?

Chen: Don't you know? Every time I go home for an exam, the score below 80 is women's singles, the score below 70 is men's singles, and the score below 60 is mixed doubles. I'm dead this time.

Teacher: Stop it and carefully analyze the reasons why you didn't do well in the exam. Write me a written reflection, and your feelings must be very profound.

Teacher: OK, why don't you read the reflection for everyone?

Li: What do you know about spring flowers and autumn moons? When is the exam? At present, the test papers are re-issued, and the results are unbearable. I'm still worried about what happened last time, but I changed the subject. When will you stand out? Like a river flowing eastward.

Chen sang: Who cares, how bitter my heart is, who cares, where I will go tomorrow, how bad my grades are, how many dirty eyes I have received, and how bitter my skin is. In fact, my heart hurts more than anyone else.

Yang: When can I get a high score? I have nothing to ask the sky. I wonder if I will go to college tomorrow. Will the exam be strict? I want to be strong. Smell the cock crow in the middle of the night, and watch it at night. Unfortunately, my life is dull and my wisdom is incomplete. Sighing the book "Mountains and Seas", I should also hate it. Who says I'm not strong-willed, the moon is uncertain, my grades are sometimes good and sometimes bad, and it's hard to get into the sky? This is an old question. I hope that after hard work, it will be named before Sun Shan.

Teacher: You complained before I complained. Hey!

Sing: I don't know, why? Students are not what I imagined, or they can't find the direction of education, let alone full of hope. Standing in the classroom with tears in my heart, I don't know what to do.

Student: wink at jokes.

The bell rings ...

Student: The first battle was successful, yeah! Go home!

Teacher: In the dead of night, when I am upset, I don't sleep when I am upset. My mind is full of students. (Say:) No! These little guys seem to be aiming at me on purpose. In their eyes, it seems impossible. Hey! By the way, now the new curriculum reform, to optimize the relationship between teachers and students, huh! Let's get started.

Yang: Hey, who cleaned the floor so clean? Well, there's a new tablecloth, yo, and a chair cushion.

Teacher; Start class. Today we are going to learn the calculation of parallelogram area. Look, I have two identical trapezoids in my hand. Now I put the speakers together. What do you see?

Student: Whispering, fidgeting.

Old City Singer: Look at the students across the street. Look at me. I have a wonderful speech here. Take a look first.

Student: I look left and right, up and down, but I just don't understand. Start (a disease) ...

Teacher: Hey! Is there nothing we can do? Shall we call it a day?

Chen: No, no, Li and Zhang Jiagen had a fight. My head is broken. Why don't you go and have a look? And: Go ahead.

Teacher: Wait for me at the door. Don't go, just study in the classroom. Leave it to me.

Chen: Li is miserable this time. His family is so poor, how much should the medical expenses be?

Yang: Will the teacher fire him? Will you tell her mother? Her mother is ill.

Chen: Maybe, this teacher is quite fierce.

And: let's pray for him.

Chen Sing: I pray for Li Neng's safe return. Although she was injured, it would be nice to come back.

Yang Sang: I pray that the teacher will be lenient and never fire me.

Li: I walked into the classroom with gauze wrapped in my head.

Teacher: You look calm. It's okay. I'll get my exercise book and get ready for class.

Yang and Chen: Hey, how's it going?

Li: You're welcome. When the teacher arrived at the hospital, he didn't say anything. He helped me find a doctor before and after running, and paid the medical expenses without saying a word. Seeing my head bleeding, the teacher cried like a crybaby. How unkind are we to him? The teacher is a bully to us.

Student: We all misjudged her.

Teacher: Class!

Student: Hello, teacher!

Teacher: Stupid.

Li Sang: Sorry, sir. It's not that I don't love you. I really don't want to make you sad.

Students sing: I'm sorry, teacher. I didn't embarrass you. I really don't want to make you angry.

The teacher sang: it doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter. At least you have realized your mistake. You don't need to torture yourself sadly, and you don't need too much commitment. As long as you study hard, it's enough for me. A person's life has many memories.

It will be sweet to think of you.

Teacher: Today, we are going to learn a short poem, a love poem.

Teacher: Love is a mountain spring.

Yang: How many dry hearts have you nourished?

Teacher: Love is rain and dew.

Li: How many happy families have you given birth to?

Teacher: Love is spring breeze.

Chen: Drive away the cold in winter.

Teacher: Love is a lighthouse.

Yang: Let the distance between heart and heart be no longer far away.

Teacher: Extend your heart.

Student: Stick out my heart.

Teacher: With our hearts.

Student: With our love.

Dedicated to: Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow.