女儿常常丢东西,我已算不清她丢过多少次了。只记得她刚上一年级时、不是丢笔就是橡皮,有次还将整盒的橡皮泥丢了。丢就丢了,她从不知道去找,有时被小朋友拾到交给教师就放在讲台上,她也不去领。见女儿这副样子,我真有点怒其不争的感觉。东西丢了不仅没有一点心疼和懊悔,更不知道去找,只知道再去买。长期下去,只能养成她大手大脚、奢侈浪费的坏习惯。一次,我为她整理书籍时,发现她的一本《安徒生童话》没有了,一向爱书如命的我决心借此机会教育女儿一顿,使她明白:东西丢了,你去找了,或者还能找回来;如果不闻不问,丢失的东西就永远丢了。我让女儿好好回忆书放哪儿了,女儿被我的神情吓住了,眼泪一个劲地往下流。她不明白,和蔼可亲的妈妈怎么一下子变得这么“坏”。 Daughter often throw things, I have not figure out how many times she lost. Just remember she had just finished the first grade, not throw pen is eraser, there are times the whole box of plasticine lost. Lost lost, she never know to find, sometimes picked up by children to the teacher on the podium, she did not go to collar. See her daughter this way, I really feel a little indignant. Something lost not only did not feel a little distressed and regret, but do not know to find, only know to buy. The long run, only to develop her extravagant, extravagant waste of bad habits. Once, when I sorted out books for her, I found her Andersen’s Fairy Tales gone, and I had always loved the book. I was determined to take this opportunity to educate her daughter and make her understand that something was lost and you went there, Or you can get it back. If you do not smell it, you lose it forever. I let my daughter have a good memory of where the book, my daughter was scared of my look, tears streaming down. She did not understand how the affable mother suddenly became so “bad.”