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我心里有股怨气,讲课不是讲课,而是喊课。因为声音很大,同学们背地里叫我“高音喇叭”。那年我从师专毕业,被分配到一所偏远的农村中学教初三。一心想进城的我,想用成绩来证明自己是一个被错放的“人才”。那时因为年轻气盛,我很容易发脾气,班上许多学生都被我严厉训斥过。再加上心里有股怨气,我讲课不是讲课,而是喊课。因为声音很大,同学们背地里叫我“高音喇叭”。喊多了,我喉咙就会痛,因此常备一包清凉润喉糖,没事时含上几粒。我带的班有42个学生,大多是留守儿童。他们家境很差,缺衣少食。看着这些孩子,我便有一种同
I am angry in my heart, lectures are not lectures, but shouting class. Because of the loud voice, my classmates called me “tweeter”. That year I graduated from the teacher’s college, was assigned to teach a remote rural high school third. I wanted to enter the city, want to use grades to prove that he is a misplaced “talent ”. At that time I was easily temper because I was young and energetic. Many students in my class were severely reprimanded by me. Coupled with a sense of resentment, my lectures are not lectures, but shouting class. Because of the loud voice, my classmates called me “tweeter”. Shout more, my throat will be pain, so keep a pack of cool moisturizing lasagna, when nothing is on a few tablets. I have classes with 42 students, mostly left-behind children. They have a poor family environment and are underwear and eating less. Look at these children, I have a kind of the same