My lecture prose

Speaking as a lecture is actually talking, and it's stuttering, forgetting the preface, and talking with a cold back and sweating.

I am a clumsy and taciturn person. I try to talk as little as possible if I can. Often, I can't make a fart with three sticks, which makes people who talk to me anxious. What I admire most in my life are those who gush and spit lotus flowers when they talk. When I quarreled with someone, the other person choked me with a word. I blushed and walked away, only to think that "if it was so noisy just now, he would only stare." I am not good at gathering half-baked people at a dinner table, so I can't get rid of it. Often, the atmosphere becomes awkward because of my silence and boredom, and I only blame myself. In a crowded scene, I am especially afraid of talking, but I just shrink and hide in the corner. Therefore, I love quietness and solitude. However, "things go against each other", you can guess the beginning, but often you can't expect the ending. Just like me, the less good at talking, the more people come to force you to talk, and the hard work is not negotiable.

when I was a mixed diploma student in Chinese department, the teacher asked each student to give a trial lecture, and the text was chosen by himself. The evaluation items included appearance, oral expression, understanding ability, teacher-student interaction, blackboard writing and lesson plan design, and so on, and the credits were calculated. Because I had never been to the podium before, I was so surprised that I boldly asked the teacher if I could not speak. The teacher answered simply and clearly: you can not speak, as long as you don't want to graduate.

it seems that we can only prepare lessons. After selecting the text, look for information, write a lesson plan and ask your classmates for advice. After the completion of the lesson plan, I told a classmate once. The classmate pointed out several places that need improvement and said, "Overall, it's not bad. Believe in yourself and come on!" Only then did I have a little confidence. I think, the same nose and eyes, others can, so can I. So, I turned passive into active, memorized it sooner or later, and sketched out some situations in my mind during the formal trial.

One morning, under the gaze of the whole class, I pretended to be calm and walked onto the podium. I wrote the word "Shihuji" on the blackboard, and then I wrote "Du Fu". Unexpectedly, I used too much force, and the word "Du" just broke with a bang, and I was surprised to break out in a cold sweat. Calm down a little, then take chalk and write the word "Du Fu" in a trembling way. Then, watching the lesson plan, I read it like a fly. It's strange that I can almost recite it when I preview. At this moment, the corner of my eyes sweeps away, leaving only a blank in my mind, and I don't know what I'm reading. What's more, I saw the teacher sitting in the last row staring with a serious face. When I was distracted, I was even more tongue-tied and angry. Amitabha, after finishing his studies, was preparing for Xie Chang. The teacher came quickly and said stubbornly, "You are not giving a lecture, but attending a class, and you didn't do very well. I tell you, I failed this trial! " Whether teaching or studying, whether passing or failing, after all, I went to the podium once. For me, the significance of creating is greater than everything. At this moment, I should really thank my teacher for giving me the opportunity to make a fool of myself, and I should also thank my classmates for putting up with my embarrassment from beginning to end.

by mistake, creation makes people. Later, I actually started my career as a journalist. After years of tempering and life beating, the ability to speak seems to have "improved" a little, but a leopard cannot change his spots. After editing, he finally returned to the past tense.

I always feel that it's somewhat funny to let a poor mouth give lectures, just like letting a short man take part in the high jump competition. Why do you say that? Because I had another lecture.

On the 5th anniversary of the publication of the magazine where I live, although many issues were put on the agenda early, there were still many unexpected things in the end. Among them, the biggest "unexpected" is that the leader asked me to give lectures to thirty or forty correspondents in four provinces (regions) of Shaanxi, Gansu, Ningxia and Qinghai. I hesitated, chickened out, and chickened out. Faced with my explanation and evasion, hit the floor, the leader, said, "I don't need to listen to any reasons. You should not only tell them, but also tell them well!"

how does this situation seem familiar?

let's have a try. Just talk about the column setting, submission instructions and existing problems of the magazine. What are you afraid of if you are familiar with it? Even if it really fails, it's no big deal. I cheer myself up like a desperate gambler. Next, organize the lecture notes, search for information, and make PPT courseware by groping against the web page. Over and over again, my mood is sincere and fearful, and my days are black and white. It happened that I caught a cold. Two days later, my wife caught a cold, and even my daughter was not spared. The situation is pressing and we dare not slack off. I, the chief culprit, am busy taking medicine at the same time. It's really hard for my wife and daughter. As the days drew near, I was irrepressible to be swayed by considerations of gain and loss, especially the lecture notes, which I wrote several times without satisfaction. Recently, there were even hints such as "the language here should be lively", "the accent here should be used" and "the picture explanation here is the key point". Later, I looked at it, bared my teeth, smoked a few cigarettes and decided to rewrite it.

but wait, why rewrite it? Why are you not satisfied with rewriting it? I am well aware of it. The crux of the matter is that I have a speech disorder-this disorder comes from myself and is innate. I tried to clear the obstacle, but I didn't say it in vain, and I also broke the "commandment". The poet and writer Han Dong once listed many "commandments" about writing, one of which was to the effect that you should not write better than yourself, and you can only write something at what level. When I change writing into speaking, my offense is that I always want to speak better than myself, and I always want to say something beyond my level. As a result, it is natural to have a speech disorder. After learning from a painful experience, I decided to speak normally, that is, according to my own level, what I say is what I say. Unexpectedly, this trick really worked, the speech passed, my heart was stable, and it was easy to step onto the podium. Objectively speaking, the lecture, the courseware was illustrated and explained in detail, and the response was quite good.

think about it, saying that you can't do this or that is not good. It's all excuses and evasions, because what should come will come, what is yours is yours, and you can't hide it. So, despite the normal heart, be yourself, even if you smear your face with five stripes. At that time, you will hear a heartfelt voice: I have done all my wisdom and heart, which is enough.