Time flies so fast, and in a blink of an eye, I have retired.
Looking back on the 35 years since I started teaching, those years are quite evocative. At that time, there were nearly 70 students in a class. The students sat from the desk to the blackboard. They could not move around the classroom during class. Looking from front to back, it was completely dark.
takes two classes every semester. There are nearly 140 homeworks for the two classes every day.
has to finish them on time every day, and sometimes there are six classes a day. I was young at that time and didn’t feel tired. In order to help students remember the words, I had to dictate the words to them every day. Because I am a class teacher, I have to go to the classroom early in the morning.
, check students’ arrival at school, and urge students to clean up.
Every time I take an exam, I worry about whether my grades will fall behind, because we are taking the exam together from several schools around us, and several schools will look at the papers together. If the exam is lower than the teachers from the surrounding schools, or the exam is lower than the teachers at the same school,
will feel very shameless. Every midterm and final exam, I am obsessed with my grades and rankings. So I work harder than other teachers. But my leaders and colleagues trust my abilities, and parents are willing to put their children in my class. This makes me very proud.
I recall studying teaching together with my colleagues, chasing and beating each other in the playground, and making funny videos together.
These all seemed to have just happened. Sometimes looking at the cute little faces of the students will make you feel happy, and sometimes it will make you furious. But the ice and snow will melt soon.
In short, teaching for 35 years has been very hard and tiring, but I feel very happy. I have gained honor, happiness and trust.
