6 selected speeches by outstanding teachers (year-end speeches by outstanding teachers) 1 leading teachers,
Hello everyone! To tell the truth, my mood now is both nervous and excited. This is because I am honored to be an ordinary teacher here and talk to you about my feelings and experiences since I worked. Unconsciously, I have been working for half a year. Although I have been very busy, I feel that I have lived a full life. Looking back on my work during this period, I really want to say too much.
As a teacher, when you approach the students, you see those pairs of eyes for knowledge, and then look at Zhang Tian's really lovely smiling faces. When you see that your students have changed a lot under your education, when you are surrounded by children laughing happily, when children regard you as their best friend, when parents tell you that their children have made progress ... all the troubles and sorrows suddenly fade away, and that kind of happiness comes from the heart. This makes me like this profession even more!
As the saying goes, "It's never too old to learn". In order to meet the needs of society and work, children must constantly improve themselves, enrich themselves and improve their quality. School leaders and teachers have given us infinite care and help. Encourage us to be learning teachers, not teachers who are not enterprising. In repeated educational practice, I have accumulated experience bit by bit. In the continuous business study and teaching and research activities, I found many shortcomings of myself, and accepted the opinions of others with an open mind and constantly adjusted my educational behavior. In the open classes again and again, I learned a lot from experienced old teachers and enriched my own shortcomings, so I gradually learned to practice and learn to reflect. Although I have been called a "teacher" by students, I feel that I am still a student and a recruit on the education front.
I remember reading in a book that teachers are divided into four types: smart and caring, caring and hardworking, hardworking and conscientious, and seriously responding. Since I started working, I have been working hard and actively thinking about how to be a good teacher. I hope I can become an excellent teacher with wisdom and love, and I have been working hard towards this goal. It takes some time and a process to learn to be an excellent teacher, which is a challenge for us. But I believe that as long as we actively study and think, constantly improve our ability and self-cultivation, constantly accumulate knowledge and take every step in a down-to-earth manner, we will certainly become a wise and caring teacher in the near future.
We have ushered in a new semester. This semester, we will sum up our experience and lessons, try to make up for our shortcomings, improve in our future work, foster strengths and avoid weaknesses, and continue to work hard so that every child can learn more from us and get more! At the same time, I also deeply understand that being a teacher is not for the benefit of "three buckets of vegetables at home", but a lifelong event! Finally, I wish you all the best in the new semester! You did a good job. Happy every day!
Thank you!
6 Selected speeches of excellent teachers (year-end speeches of excellent teachers). When I was still studying, we compared my teacher to a grass. Someone once wrote such a poem-it's not mine, I never want to be extravagant, it's mine, and I won't give up. Although I don't live brilliantly, I live, have my own color, dress myself and dress up the earth. If you only have yourself in your heart, then everything will sigh. ...
A few years ago, I applied for a teacher's class in a hydropower school, but I never thought I would be a glorious people's teacher. But I don't regret it, because I know that a group of ordinary notes, if arranged in the same scale, can't compose beautiful tunes. Only in different positions of the staff can we create exciting music. So is life. If everyone only takes from the society according to their own wishes, then the movement of life can only be chaotic and intermittent.
Through several years of educational practice, I really feel that being a teacher can enrich my life and make me feel cheerful and noble, because teachers are the most glorious profession in the sun and hold up the hope of tomorrow. Whenever I see myself growing up with my students, I feel a sense of accomplishment. Yes, we are willing to make ladders, eat lightly and dress elegantly. Facing the world, we are indifferent, such as spring silkworms and candles. Although poor, our hands hold up the sun of tomorrow.
There is a saying that it is not work that adapts to you, but you adapt to work, especially in the critical period of curriculum reform. As a young teacher, we should study with full enthusiasm and proactive attitude to meet the challenge. At work, I often consult other teachers, participate in off-campus training, and study in a targeted way, so that I can become a teacher that my parents are satisfied with, my school is at ease, and my children like.
I have always been proud to be a teacher, cheering for the spirit of unity, forge ahead, seeking truth from facts and being brave in innovation of all faculty members, admiring the students' fantastic ideas and colorful works, and contributing to the education in Duckbill Township.
Everything is for students, for all students, for all students. Although we don't expect to cultivate many "Newton" and "Edison", we must not let "Newton" and "Edison" be buried in our hands. Yes, it starts with hard work and ends with dullness. This is the portrayal of our educators' life. However, since I chose this career, I have no regrets. This is my pursuit and this is my love for us.
6 selected speeches by excellent teachers (year-end speeches by excellent teachers) 3 Dear school leaders, teachers and students:
Good afternoon everyone!
I am honored to speak here as a representative of excellent teachers. Thank you for giving me such an opportunity. Every teacher is an elite backbone on the teaching front. I hope everyone can give me advice. I would like to share some of my superficial views with you, and please criticize and correct me. The theme of my speech today is how to get rid of the dilemma of lagging academic performance. The topic of my speech is "the heart is there, the dream is there".
(A) clear objectives, build confidence
At this time last year, like many colleagues here, I stepped into the gate of xx school. Because it is widely rumored that our school is not satisfactory, I am inevitably upset. After half a month of melancholy and confusion, I finally became enlightened. At the beginning, I had taught more than 200 students, and I taught them well. There are so few people now, it is my responsibility to teach them well.
I feel very responsible because I don't know the situation of students in xx school. When I learned that the political Excellence rate of the senior high school entrance examination was behind the county, I said in front of many colleagues without thinking: My goal is to surpass the county average in the senior high school entrance examination next year. This sentence is an inexhaustible motive force to push me forward. With such a goal as the bull's-eye, I am still full of ambition and heroism based on my years of political teaching in Grade Three. Because of this, the biggest challenge in my teaching career began.
(2) Rigorous and pragmatic, hard-working.
Our students' learning anxiety is relatively lacking. If the balance between teacher-led and students' dominant position is not well grasped, the teaching efficiency and quality will be greatly reduced, and it is very important to fully mobilize students' learning enthusiasm. For students with poor qualifications like us, we should dare to let students think, speak and write, and at the same time, we should know how to motivate students in time. Because more students actively participate in classroom teaching and encourage other students to be brave in competition, students' interest in learning and thirst for knowledge are greatly improved.
Every important question is carefully explained, and the classroom knowledge strives to be complete and does not forget to expand. Students take the notes in textbooks as the content of daily examinations, and take pains to formulate exercises and review papers, check and correct them more, so that students can use what they have learned compactly and ensure the improvement of their academic performance. Regarding improving grades, I want to emphasize that diligence may be our only shortcut. Grasping the details and interlocking can pave the way for success.
(C) personality motivation to win respect
Many of our students, especially poor students, tend to feel inferior. We should establish a sense of equality and really care about every student. A caring greeting, a pertinent praise and a sincere apology will make your image by going up one flight of stairs. Be a teacher who has students in his eyes, not a teacher who has knowledge in his eyes. As the saying goes, "be close to your teacher and believe in your way", and students enjoy it.
(D) strict requirements, perseverance
Be strict with students, on the one hand, because of their poor quality, on the other hand, students are afraid of hardship, such as handing in homework, that is, some people don't hand it in. Faced with this situation, we can't tolerate it. Once, nearly half of the students in our class didn't hand in their homework, and I loudly reprimanded them for being lazy in class. The students were on pins and needles in their seats and asked them to write a "self-punishment decision for not handing in homework" If they commit crimes resolutely next time, the order of handing in homework will be greatly changed, and students' self-discipline will be significantly enhanced. Students are allowed to make mistakes, but they are not allowed to make mistakes all the time. This is the principle that we should grasp as leaders of student growth. It is precisely because of the seriousness of class and the strictness of extracurricular activities that students respect and fear teachers, so that students' knowledge transfer and digestion and consolidation can proceed smoothly, and students can take the initiative to turn pressure into motivation, make positive progress and dare to compete for the first place.
I'm relieved when the results of the senior high school entrance examination come. I fulfilled my oath a year ago. What's more gratifying is that our passing rate ranks first in the county. This reminds me of a song by Tayu Lo, "Wild lilies also have spring". Even if we are wild lilies, as long as we put our minds right and work hard, we can spell out a sunny day. Finally, please allow me to send you a lyric from the song.
Thank you!
Six selected speeches by excellent teachers (year-end speeches by excellent teachers) 4 1998 In September, I walked into the gate of Tiexi Qizhi School. Some people say that choosing special education means choosing hardship; If you choose disabled children, you choose to pay; And I choose to be a special education teacher, and I am doomed to spend my life for their incomplete sky.
Special education requires us to invest more patience, love and responsibility. At the beginning of March in XX, an 8-year-old girl with serious language barrier in Panjin came to our class for an audition. Children don't know anything, so they need to be forced to go to the toilet. It takes more than ten minutes to walk, and ten minutes between classes is not enough. The children in the classroom are left unattended. During that time, I wanted to divide myself into several pieces. Even so, the girl urinates once a day, and a pile of shit every two days, of course, all on her underwear. Every time we persuade our children to go home, their grandmother asks us to try again for a few days in a pleading tone. Put yourself in their shoes. It's really not easy for them Old people over 60 should enjoy their old age, but they have to leave their homes for such a child to receive a good education. How can I bear to let them down? But those days really made me suffer for a long time.
Go back to the cold cabin after work every day, while cooking, staring at the roof. I often ask myself: Is this what I yearn for? My mother, who is far away from home, encouraged me: Son, 360 lines, each line is the best. As long as you put your heart into it, Cycas will blossom. Mom's words made me feel enlightened. I chose to persist and face it. Whenever I clean up the dirty things for my children, I feel like vomiting but I can't. By noon, I had no appetite at all, my eyes were in a daze, and I felt that everything smelled. I was afraid to go near my colleagues for fear that they would joke that I smelled. Until one day, she got into trouble again and pulled it in her pants. The secretary and the director helped me clean up. They said it was really not easy for me. How could a girl do such a thing? The more they talk, the more wronged I feel, and tears can't help bursting into my eyes. I cried and changed my child's clothes. At this time, another boy with serious language barrier in our class came to me holding hands and crying. He touched my face and said, the teacher is crying, the teacher is crying.
Other children have accused: it's all your fault, because you made the teacher cry. After school, I gave the washed clothes to the child's grandmother. The old man took my hand and said, girl, thank you very much. Later, the little girl who stayed here for more than a month left. I feel a little uncomfortable. In my mind, there are two old people's vicissitudes. Facing them, I just give up? I really regret not having the courage to hold the child's hand. I secretly swear: I will never give up any child again. When the leader transferred the most troublesome and worry-free child in the school to our class, I accepted, and this big boy weighing more than 200 kilograms became my personal bodyguard for eight hours at school. When the leader handed me the little boy who couldn't go upstairs and downstairs, I didn't refuse. I use my spare time to train my child to go upstairs and downstairs and train him to play football. Six months later, her parents came to school with all kinds of fruits. They told me: the child has improved. Now, with the efforts of locking the door on the fifth floor, the children have walked to the first floor by themselves, which is something they dare not think about all their lives.
I don't know when I found myself in love with this profession of saving people from danger, and I don't know when I was moved by these students. I often turn this feeling into jumping words and publish them in newspapers, and use my manuscript fee to buy what they like. In the hot summer, everyone can cheer happily with a big piece of candy! My words also infected the caring people in the society, who wrote to me one after another, turning their concern into a warm current to warm me and encourage me. I suddenly understand that love is a kind of transmission, a kind of selfless pay.
As a mother, I can better understand my parents' desire for success and their helplessness in the face of reality. When you face a mentally retarded child, you are helpless; But when you face a group of mentally retarded children, that's responsibility.
What students need is what I should do. One year on June 1 day, the school was going to hold a get-together, and the leader assigned me a task to adapt the composition "Teacher's Love is Infinite" according to the true story of my birthday for a student whose father was addicted to drugs and whose mother had congenital heart disease. In the process of arrangement, the child's heart is very keen. He doesn't want more people to know that he has a drug-addicted father and a mother who has passed by death many times. I talked with him many times and helped him write to his father in the drug rehabilitation center, encouraging his father to get clean. But every time a child says "I want mom and dad", he will burst into tears. He told me that he hadn't seen his mother for several months and he missed her very much!
Just a few days ago, his grandmother rushed to school and told me: the mother of the child is dying, let the child take a last look. I hurried to the hospital after work. At that time, she had just been pulled back from the death line by the doctor again. Her face is blue and her mouth is still bleeding. She told me intermittently: teachers, children, children ... children, it's all yours. I can't sit still any longer. My family and I contacted the drug rehabilitation center many times to let his father see his seriously ill mother. I found a busy lover and had a long talk with him. The seven-foot man finally shed tears of regret under the inspiration of his family. When my students and I performed on the stage, the applause became louder and louder.
It is worth mentioning that his father finally got rid of drugs in advance, and sat in the audience on the day of the performance, and his mother next to him smiled with relief. When I saw a happy family of three, I finally felt the glory and pride as a special education teacher!
Because students have different defects, we often have to teach a simple letter or a new word and an ordinary greeting dozens or hundreds of times. Mechanical repetition and trivial work are monotonous and boring that ordinary people can't imagine. Emergencies often happen: once, I was about to record an open class with a saving level when I heard a "crash" and the children ran out screaming. As soon as I saw it, Binbin, who was 1.8 meters tall and weighed more than 200 kilograms, fell down, accompanied by convulsions. Seizure! I quickly ran over, put him on the floor smoothly, turned my head to one side, helped him undress, kept breathing smoothly, held down his people and comforted other children not to panic. I called his name, but he didn't respond. He kicked his feet, clenched his hands into fists, closed his eyes and turned blue.
I don't know how long it took, but he finally recovered. I carefully wiped the blood from his mouth. Holding back the numbness and trembling of my arm, the headmaster and the logistics director and I helped him up. He may be confused, too. He wants to go to the toilet, but he won't go downstairs. He wants to go downstairs from a place where he can't go down and bring him a urinal, but he doesn't pee. Go back to the lounge and water the bed, but I can't stop. It pains me to watch my child suffer from epilepsy. I searched online for information about epilepsy treatment, communicated with my parents many times, and urged my children to take medicine in time to stay away from the causes of epilepsy. Since then, the child has never been sick again. I am very happy to see the child's healthy life!
Looking back on the past thirteen years, there are joys and tears, and there are joys and grievances: my hand was scratched by students; My newly bought leather shoes were trampled all over the floor by students; The mobile phone just bought is soaked in yogurt brought by students; Everything that can be put down in the classroom is put down; Eat what you can give you; Drink what you can for you; Tear what you can. For the peace of the class, I have to rack my brains to think about what I haven't thought of and what security risks there are. To be honest, I feel really tired. ...
General education cultivates the hope of tomorrow. The flowers of the motherland, special education can also hold up a blue sky and bend the waning moon. My students won gold medals and silver medals at the National Special Olympics, and they are excellent athletes in Anshan. Some students have already taken part in the work; Others help their parents do business. My students will make slides, holiday cards and find information on the Internet. I actively responded to the call of the school, regardless of the heat and cold, volunteered to send children with cerebral palsy home, and successfully completed the task assigned by the school leaders. In teaching, I focus on cultivating students' autonomous learning ability and guiding them to turn learning into a habit. I teach my children how to make bean sprouts, stir fry, sew quilts and buttons after class. Our teachers will regularly donate money and materials to needy students, take unattended children to bathe and help them paint the walls at home.
Being a teacher in a special education school is more about teaching children how to be a man, how to be physically disabled and how to create the value of life than how to teach them profound knowledge. I never regret that I chose special education and these mentally retarded children. Facing the children's pure hearts, holy feelings and profound intentions, I realized all the happiness of a special education teacher and the happiness of "giving roses and leaving fragrance"! "I groped with them and played the song of happy life together. Here, I found the value of life, and love is my whole life. There will be thorns in the future, and I will continue to spread love, create love and forge love.
Because I am engaged in a career full of love! I love deeply and persistently. It was my children who taught me to love, and it was love that created my regretless youth!
Six selected speeches by excellent teachers (year-end speeches by excellent teachers) 5 Recently, I have been thinking about a question: how to understand the two common words "teacher"? Some people say that teachers are red candles, burning themselves and illuminating others; Some people say that teachers should be willing to be poor and not compete with the world; Others say that teachers mean dedication or even sacrifice, and these understandings are all praise for teachers' efforts. However, today I want to tell you loudly that what I have gained as a music teacher is that I am proud and happy!
"When I grow up, I will become you, and I will know that the three-foot platform is flying with hope and dedicating myself ..." I only felt the beautiful melody of this song when I was in college, and I didn't really realize the sacredness and responsibility of this profession until I stepped onto the platform and faced a pair of eager eyes. With a flick of a finger, I suddenly look back on the footprints I have traveled in the past four years, and there are too many experiences and lessons worth summing up, surging in my heart.
I remember when I was teaching junior high school music, I was very confused. Students' concept of music class is nothing more than singing, listening to songs and even doing homework. I am at a loss and feel neglected, as if my complacency and self-confidence are useless. I started with the most basic vocal music practice, although my classmates thought it was funny at first; Starting with a simple appreciation of folk music and folk songs, I told my classmates that there are not only a few well-known songs in life, but also a rich treasure house of national music. After careful planning and arrangement, a series of literary and artistic activities were carried out smoothly; After my guidance, students can dance and sing on the stage. I feel relieved. Yes, as a music teacher, isn't that my value? With us, the campus has become colorful and the classroom has become colorful; With us, the campus is full of songs and vitality everywhere; I am willing to pass on my feelings about music to my students. I am willing to give students a relaxed and happy music class, and students can feel the charm of music from me. Sometimes, I am really proud. I have never regretted choosing such a career. In the eyes of students, I have a distinctive image: lively, beautiful, sunny, versatile, and even because I am a music teacher, I can be trendy and fashionable.
Now I am engaged in music education in primary schools. If junior high school is the enlightenment point of my life, then primary school has become my development point. I can fully exercise myself here, perhaps because of my lively personality and get along well with children! Every child is a fairy tale world, where you can see very beautiful things, such as innocence, innocence, naughty, cute and so on. I spent a semester with my children, which is also my happiest day, because many touching things happen every day. I remember the last time I entered the classroom was before ringing the bell. A child came to talk to me. I didn't pay attention to him at that time. She then asked, Teacher, are you not feeling well? I was very moved at that time, because it was really hard. Students are good at observing teachers, and children are really thoughtful. I remember giving lessons to my children every time, because they were jumping and looking tired. Children will pull your skirts in class and say, teacher, you have worked hard. Thank you! Usually, children will play for half a day with a word of encouragement and praise from the teacher. Where is our teacher? Children's little actions will touch our hearts.
Everyone knows that first-grade children are difficult to teach. Sometimes they are too naughty, sometimes they are angry and even hateful!
6 selected speeches by excellent teachers (year-end speeches by excellent teachers) 6 Talking about teachers' morality Every teacher has heartfelt feelings and endless touching stories. I feel extremely honored to have the opportunity to stand here today and share the stories and growth fragments that happened to me with all my colleagues. In my 20-year teaching career, there are no earth-shattering events, some are the accumulation of responsibilities at work: there are no great achievements, some are down-to-earth work, which shows my understanding of responsibilities. There are no lofty ideals, only some teachers' simplest ideas, which show the charm of teachers' sense of responsibility. After 20 years of teaching career, I deeply understand that teacher's love is the connotation of teachers' morality, and teachers' sense of responsibility is the basis of teacher's love.
I remember last year, I was a math teacher in two classes. Because my head teacher was in poor health, the leader asked me to be the head teacher. As a teacher in party member, I accepted it without hesitation. Just after school started, the complicated work was straightened out, and my mother was admitted to the hospital because of illness. After examination, she was diagnosed with cancer and needed surgery. In the dilemma of working and filial piety before dying, I had an ideological struggle. Looking at my mother's thin face, looking at my father's tired and sad eyes because of accompanying the bed and worrying. I really want to take a few days off to show my filial piety to my daughter and reduce the burden on my family. But every time I think that I am a front-line teacher, I think that I am a class teacher, and I think that there are more than 60 children in two classes. I gave up the idea and only took a day off on the day of my mother's operation. During my mother's more than three months in hospital, when she was nursed back to my home, I held back my guilt and worry about my mother and completed every job with perseverance. Those days can really be described as non-stop, but when I feel tired, when I feel overwhelmed, when I feel helpless. When I saw that the children didn't affect their normal study because of me, when I saw that the children made a little progress, and when I saw that the school work was going on in an orderly way, I felt extremely gratified and satisfied. Interpret the charm of teachers' sense of responsibility between the choices of selfless dedication.
With the improvement of mother's condition, working life has gradually entered the normal state. However, it never rains alone. The day after the long holiday last year 10, I accidentally broke my foot when I got to school in the morning because of the slippery road on rainy days. After going to the hospital for examination, the doctor suggests that you rest at home for at least one month, and ask your legs to be as flat as possible and try to avoid walking. At that time, I said without thinking, "That won't do!" Looking at the doctor's puzzled eyes, I didn't explain much. After leaving the clinic, my lover also advised me to go home and rest. But driven by the sense of responsibility, I resolutely let my lover drive me back to school. Then I dragged my swollen feet every day and overcame many difficulties. Finish the daily work dutifully. I attend classes, study, organize teaching and research activities, participate in the school Love Source Cup competition, and so on. In order to walk less in those days, I insisted on not drinking water during the day. That's because the foot injury has not been cured. Today, half a year later, the walk is a little longer. It snows on cloudy days, and when the weather changes, it still hurts faintly. But I never regretted it. Because, I feel the sweetness of children's greetings and my contribution in the children's growth footprint, which I think is very worthwhile. The charm of teachers' sense of responsibility is interpreted in forbearance and persistence.
Looking back at these fragments, I think this should be a portrayal of responsibility. Of course, its connotation is more than that.
In fact, there are many stories full of responsibility in each of our teachers, so responsible teachers are not uncommon in our group. They also interpret teachers' responsibilities and missions with their own practical actions. The teacher asked us to be down-to-earth, enrich the connotation of responsibility in selfless dedication with practical actions and the simplest concept. Let a high sense of responsibility write more love stories and more love chapters, and explain our regretless pursuit of education. Be a responsible teacher, make teachers love deeper and make teachers' morality shine more.