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我对教育最初的理解源于一段自己成长的经历。记得那是初三第一学期的深秋,班主任要组织同学们星期天义务劳动,正巧那天凌晨弟弟突然发高烧,父母又都有急事,只能把我留在家里照顾弟弟。周一一进教室就感觉周围的目光不像平时那么友好。果然,老师在40多个同学面前批评我:不热爱集体,不热爱劳动,懒惰自私,思想落后。老师的话就像刀子一样刻在了我的心里,从那一刻起我告诉自己:我是一个坏学生!也是从那时起,我开始逃避,甚至渴望到一个谁都不认识的地方。正是这样的经
My initial understanding of education stems from an own experience of growing up. I remember that the first semester of the third semester of the late autumn, the class teacher to organize students to volunteer Sunday work, coincidentally that morning my brother suddenly had a high fever, both parents are in a hurry, only to stay at home to take care of my younger brother. It’s not as friendly as usual when you enter the classroom on Monday. Sure enough, the teacher criticized me in front of more than 40 classmates: I do not love the community, I do not love labor, I am lazy and selfish, my thinking is backward. The teacher’s words are like a knife engraved in my heart, from that moment on I told myself: I am a bad student! It is from that time, I began to evade, and even eager to a place where no one knows. It is such a passage