Everything you taught me-discipline

When I was a child, I always fantasized that when I made a mistake, someone could punish me. Later, he appeared in my high school career and came into my life like a light. He is my senior high school math teacher, in his thirties, of medium build and looks like an ordinary person, but he is the master in my mind. I have been in the circle for three years, but I have never sought the Lord or practiced.

In the third year of high school, I ranked first in mathematics, and I was also the favorite and valued student of mathematics teachers. Everything is normal until it is exactly the same. After the first module exam, my total score was still the first in my class, but it was all supported by my science. On the report card, my Chinese score is particularly low, because I have a great contradiction with my Chinese teacher. Everyone knows that she doesn't like me. The math teacher called me to his office during self-study that night. When he locked the door, I felt a little strange that we were left in the office. He went back to his desk and looked at me standing at the door at a loss. He said, "Come here and have a word with you."

"What is it, teacher?"

"Have you seen the same result?"

"hmm."

"I'm very satisfied with math, Chinese is how to return a responsibility? I heard from the Chinese teacher that you seem to want to give up Chinese. Don't you know that Chinese is very important in the college entrance examination? "

"I know, but don't you understand? She doesn't like me, pointing at me everywhere and tuning me wrong. She doesn't deserve to be a teacher at all. "

He suddenly stopped talking and looked at me like that.

"She is your teacher. You should respect her. Even if you no longer like her, she will teach you. This is a fact that will not change. The college entrance examination is not a joke for children, but a matter that determines your life. "

"I'm trying. She's doing something."

"reach out." He suddenly said

"For what?" Despite my doubts, I persisted.

"pa!" A red mark appeared on my palm.

"psst! It hurts! What are you doing? " I shouted.

"Let you remember for a long time, don't speak ill of the teacher." He looked at me and said. "The less she likes you, the more you should prove it to her, instead of making fun of your future. Did you hear that? "

"Well, I see."

"Go home and study hard, girl." Immediately, I went back to class, still thinking about our conversation just now.

Later, the second model ended, and although the Chinese score was still not good, it was obviously higher than the first model by more than 20 points.

At the end of the fourth mold, another thing happened. Just before dinner time, several classmates and I quietly took out our mobile phones and ordered dinner. We are in the international department. Although we don't carry mobile phones, they are a little looser than ordinary ones. Next to our teaching building is a community where we can order takeout through the railing. But that day, unfortunately, the school was arresting some take-away students, and the math teacher happened to be in charge of the international department. I thought I would be criticized anyway, so I blocked my math teacher in the corridor and told him about my order for takeout. I dare not look him in the eye and say, "teacher, please." He ran back to the classroom.

At dinner, my classmates told me that the math teacher wanted to see me. I thought it was over. I was going to be informed criticism. I came to the math teacher's office with trepidation. I saw him laughing and joking with the class teacher. The head teacher saw me coming and went back to his office.

"Lock the door after I leave." he said

"Oh, great." I will do it. I saw my takeout on his desk. I asked curiously, "teacher, isn't this takeaway for the director?"

"I don't want to see you in this class the first by informed criticism. Come here, eat first, and then we'll settle accounts after dinner. "

"ah? Teacher, can I still eat? "

"Nonsense, don't eat dinner, do you want to have a stomachache? Eat quickly. "

"Oh, great."

After clearing the table after dinner, I stood in front of him. "Teacher, please approve me."

"oh? We made a mistake in math first, so tell me, why were you approved? " He raised his eyebrows at me.

"I shouldn't bring my mobile phone, order takeout, and let you help me solve it." I said with my head down

"Oh, you know that students can't bring their mobile phones to order takeout. Do you know that the director found out about inviting parents? Are you bold? If I hadn't said this was my takeaway, you would have been miserable, you know? "

"Sorry, teacher, I was wrong." I'm about to cry.

"Well, then you know this is wrong. What should we do? "

"Teacher, you said that I really can't, you can punish me."

"Well, just like you said." He took out a ruler like magic.

I appointed my left hand and handed it to him.

"pa! Bang! Bang! Hey! " Looking around, my hands are all red to the naked eye.

"Psst, it hurts, teacher." I immediately reached back and put it behind me.

"You know it hurts. Does your hand hurt when you order takeout? I haven't thought about the consequences of doing so. " He stared at me with a ruler in his arms.

"Come here, hold the table, and hurry up."

"The teacher doesn't want it, don't want it, I don't want it." My face turned red and I could hardly speak.

"Why, your hand can continue? Then stretch and let's continue. "

I sat obediently at the table.

"Hey hey hey." Two groups of five hit behind me, and the great pain forced me to squat on the ground and couldn't stand up.

"Teacher, it hurts, it really hurts." I cried and said.

He lifted me up, looked at me and said, "Girl, don't make mistakes in the future. The teacher doesn't want to hit you, but you must think clearly about the consequences." With your grades, it is not a problem to get into a prestigious school, but the notification will go into the file. "

"I know the teacher, it won't happen next time." I choked up and said.

"Do you want to do it again? Believe it or not, I'll hit you, huh?" He glared at me.

"I dare not."

"Well, well, I still cried after hitting you twice. Don't cry, dear, it's all over. " He rubbed my head and looked at me gently.

Since then, our relationship seems to be one step closer. I will occasionally Doby him when I ask questions, and he will also pinch my ear with a smile. It's good to have him in the most difficult time in high school.

These four models are like a bolt from the blue to me. Yes, my grades plummeted and I fell to the tenth place in my class. Mathematics, in particular, is nearly 20 points lower than the last exam. I am always afraid when marking papers. I watched the math teacher praise math first with a big smile, and I secretly wiped the tears in my eyes. He didn't watch me in that class. I know, the storm has passed. At noon on Sunday, I received a WeChat from my math teacher, "Come to my house with a test paper." I spoke to my mother in a hurry and rode away.

When I arrived, the math teacher poured me a glass of water. I looked around doubtfully and asked, "Where are the teacher, Jenny and the baby? Aren't you at home? " In the past, coming to the math teacher to do problems on weekends was equivalent to making up lessons, but there was no charge. )

"Your Jenny took the children back to her hometown, and I am at home today." He took out a ruler again.

"Oh."

"Say, what's going on recently, you don't know that the five modes are finished in the college entrance examination, but the results have come down, and you don't come to the office to ask questions? Hmm? What is this? "

"Nothing, I haven't been in a good state recently." I answered with a straight face. Actually, there is a reason.

"Did you say it yourself, or shall I help you? Huh? " He sat down on the sofa opposite me.

"Because they say I like you, not because students like their teachers, but because" I finally said it.

"Because of this? You should know how you feel about me. "

"Yes, I know, but you know, every time I come back from your office, they look at what I say and how hurtful it is. Hey, you went to the math teacher again. Why don't you stay there? You just like him so much that you stick together. Do you know that feeling, stimulated and wronged? " I cried and shouted.

"I didn't consider your feelings, but you can't vent your emotions on your studies. You can talk to me. "

"Anyway, how sensitive it is. There are cameras everywhere in the school. I dare not. I don't want to burden you. I can bear it alone. "

"You are just a child. I will take care of what I need to do. Now, lie down on the table in the study and be responsible for your backward grades, do you hear? " He pointed to the study and said

I ran into the study in a rage, propped up on the edge of the desk, and the ruler slammed behind me. I clearly felt the swelling and pain behind me, but I remained stubborn and motionless. "The last five times," he began.

"Hey hey hey." At the end of the last five moves, I also knelt down and cried with my head in my arms.

"Why, why should I bear this? This is obviously not my fault. You know they are talking about me in private, and you don't care. Why? " I cried and shouted.

"Because now is not the time for me to come forward, you can completely ignore those words and concentrate on your studies, but you didn't. I am very disappointed. " He sat aside and patted me on the back. "Come out when you think clearly, and let's see your wrong question."

Later, he found those classmates and severely warned them of the consequences of rumors, but I also turned a deaf ear to those words. In the end, the college entrance examination scores were among the best, and I got the offer of the ideal school as I wished, and went abroad to start my study abroad.

I still remember that on the day of graduation ceremony, when I presented flowers to him, I saw his eyes were red for the first time and said to me, "You are my sophomore, and I am the one who impressed me the most." I shed tears, too. "You are my best and best teacher." We all laughed in the spotlight.

Later, every time I returned to China, I would bring him some small gifts, buy some cosmetics for my wife and send some milk powder to my baby. Every time I visit him at school, he will proudly show off to the current students. "Look, this is my best student. He is much better than you. He is now studying abroad, ranking in the top 50 in the world. " When it didn't arrive, I smiled, too. "The teacher teaches well." I have always chosen mathematics as an elective course in college, otherwise I will send him questions. He will give me detailed answers when he is free, and he will also laugh and scold me for going to college and not letting him be idle.

We are both teachers and friends.