Time flies. In a blink of an eye, it has been two months since school started. I'm worried about how long and how difficult the teaching time will be this year. But the truth is far better than I thought. Although I bump back and forth on the rugged road every day, I walk clean and come back with my head buried. Sitting in the car is like being in a sandstorm. But every day is so relaxed and happy, and there are new discoveries and surprises every day. (a) two days before registration, received a phone call from the other party's client. At that time, I didn't know that the other party was the principal. The general content is as follows: Hello, Teacher Yan. You teach in our school this year, right? I want to ask you, can you teach music or Chinese? I'm so stupid. Oh, my God! I can't even play the piano. How can I teach music? I'm afraid teaching Chinese will hurt students. I said guiltily: Hello, teacher! I didn't go to your place to teach because I didn't want to be a tramp. I will also teach students seriously. Please let me teach English as much as possible. In order to prevent the tragedy of teaching music, I picked up the staff that day and had the impulse to buy an electronic piano to study. Hey, a few hours ago, I was snickering at the English teachers of Primary One and Primary Two teaching math. It turns out that I am even worse! On the afternoon of the third day, I came to school after a long bump. I was late, but the principal still smiled at me kindly. When I got the homework list, I suppressed my inner joy and calmly counted the homework: English IX, Morality and Life III, *** 12. Hooray! (2) As I promised, I prepare lessons carefully and listen carefully every day. It has been recognized by colleagues. However, the nerve-racking thing is that the children have a poor foundation, and the fifth-grade children can only speak some simple words, or even a complete sentence. At that time, how much I wanted to miss my graduated children! When they were in the fifth grade, they could almost write a short essay, and the gap was so huge. What should I do? I can only do it step by step. In class, I always ask children to keep words and say more sentences, and ask them to dictate after learning words and reciting dialogues every time. I highly praise every progress they have made. I have always believed that most children are smart. There are 48 students in the class, and they have increased from only 8 students in Unit 1 to 22 students in Unit 2. Moreover, the highest score is 98 points. There was no dictation score 100 from the beginning of the semester, and now there are 7 or 8 dictation scores 100. Isn't this progress? A shy girl said to me, "Teacher, I take English lessons seriously every day now because you teach us seriously." When a boy sees me, he will ask, "Teacher, is there your class in our class today?" Ah, what a relief! (3) Today is the first class in the morning. I left at 6: 30 and sat in the car. I was full of fantasies. Another year's Teacher's Day, the teacher remains the same, but the students go their separate ways. I especially miss the children who graduated. Last year's Teacher's Day was so interesting. Zhou Ying sent me a beautiful card. According to her mother, she spent a long time making a card for Miss Yan. But my mother thought it was too ugly, so she asked her to buy me one. Silly boy, how can the teacher not like it? Many children came to me with smiles and were embarrassed to send me flowers or greeting cards. Arrive at school at 7: 40 on time. Read and dictate with the children. The children didn't say anything, and I was a little lost. The first class, zero sound, I walked into the classroom. All the children stood up and the music began. Is a grateful heart. The children looked at me and practiced sign language seriously. They do it very seriously. Some children sang while doing it, and I was a little moved. After the music stopped, the children said in unison: Happy holidays, teacher! I bowed to them very excitedly and said, "thank you!" " In this way, I received the best gift for Teacher's Day! Touched! In this way, day after day, I have established friendship with this school, its teachers and students. For myself, I feel much more peaceful during my teaching days. I used to be grumpy, thoughtless and angry about unfair things. Now, I have learned to understand that when things happen, I will think calmly and not be so impulsive. In the days to come, I will, as always: live a good life and work hard! Be a happy person!

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Key words: teaching research, social practice and practice report. From May to August, 2008, I worked in Zhabei District, China for three months, and was appointed as the sub-district office of Tianmu West Road ...1In mid-October, Henan Province was allowed to increase the monthly average allowance of civil servants in the province to 300 yuan. This is the standard official business of the province ... Website 3.8 Women's Day Activity Planning 3.8 Women's Day Activity Moderator's Speech 3.8 Women's Day Mall Promotion 3.8 Women's Day Memorabilia 3.8 The origin of women's day complex emotions drives me to write this simple article, in order to commemorate this period of youthful flying years, and also to leave a proof for future memories. When a person sits quietly at his desk and writes down this practical report, images of the past constantly emerge in his mind. Ten days is short, but in these short ten days, we have got something hard to get in this life-team spirit, strong will, open mind and sincere friendship. We have not wasted or indulged in these ten days. I have been working hard and serving hard. I have to sigh: time can still be spent like this, and life can still be spent like this. The living environment is more complicated than originally thought. What is not a problem at school becomes a problem here. Let's solve the problem of eating first Fortunately, there is an abandoned kitchen in the school. It seems that it has been useless for a long time. There is a rusty sign on the door frame, and the words "canteen" are vaguely seen. It took us half a day to clean up the small room, paint the dusty cauldron brand-new and buy daily necessities. Then there is the question of accommodation. There is no place to live, so I can only sleep in the classroom, get up and make the bed with a table, and fold clothes with some books to make pillows. In the evening, we lit mosquito-repellent incense to wipe toilet water, but the effect was not good, and mosquitoes still harassed us. Before going to bed, several boys always walk around the campus with flashlights, which is called patrol. All the meals were cooked by ourselves, and all we ate were vegetables: eggplant, beans, cucumber, as if nothing else. This provides an opportunity for comrades who want to lose weight, and also makes me deeply understand what it is like to know the taste of meat in ten days. Nowadays, few of our lovely seven girls can cook. Our chef is mainly a boy. There is a small restaurant in his home. It stands to reason that cooking should not be bad, but a clever woman can't cook without rice, and cooking without a meat chef won't smell good. I don't have a skill, I can only make a fire and have been a fireman for almost ten days. Note that a big stove is also difficult to burn. After unremitting efforts and exploration, my lighter can basically compete with a gas stove. In these ten days, we talked and laughed together. This is not taking pains. All this happiness comes from the heart. There is another sentence that is more suitable to describe our feelings: "There is a kind of happiness called suffering."

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Cooking, eating, working, playing and having fun together-friendship is cultivated in silence, and I think the people in our association are the loveliest people in the world. On the last night, we had dinner together, and everyone lamented that these ten days of life were ignorant of meat, happy, hard, full and short. This is our life, light but not tasteless, true and full, hard and happy. At 6 o'clock on the morning of July 8, a group of people from Tao Xingzhi Association set off separately for their respective destinations. With the singing of True Hero, we walked out of the school gate. After a long journey of about 4 hours, we arrived at our destination-Zhong Tao Primary School in Zhongtao Village, Jieshan Township, Tai 'an City. At this time, it began to rain in Mao Mao, which brought us some inconvenience. We got in touch with the local village committee at the first time and got their support. We have encountered some difficulties. It seems that the local government's thinking is rather old, so it is difficult to accept our teaching and research activities ideologically, and it is necessary to consult the superiors. We waited in the village Committee for a long time without eating, and finally stamped it. We are very excited. It was already afternoon when we got back to school, and the headmaster of the primary school was already waiting there. He showed us around the school. The conditions in primary schools seem to be good, a little disappointed. We still wanted a more difficult environment, but the difficulties we encountered later were enough to make us give up this idea. At the end of ten days, we left, with passion and thinking, with feelings and gains, watching the children cry goodbye and listening to their hoarse voices shouting, "Brothers and sisters, stay with us for another day, just one day!" I really wanted to cry, but we left and told them, "We will come back." Ten days, short but eternal, is destined to be an extraordinary ten days. In these ten days, we have experienced a lot in sweat and learned a lot. We managed to get through the days without water and electricity. We also survived the days when several girls had a fever collectively. Experience is growth. We are getting stronger in practice. We have survived homesickness, endured the poison of the scorching sun and endured the hardships of life. We seem to be a group. Only by paying without hesitation can we gain confidence. Ten days later, we became black and thin. We have gained friendship, moved, matured and strengthened. Bitter tears, sincere smile and strong back constitute the most precious memories in my life. Really, I'm glad you came.