Love and responsibility speech

Part 1: Love and Responsibility Speech

On September 1, 1994, with a grateful heart, I opened the first page of my teacher's career! From an early age, I had an inexplicable reverence and love for the profession of teachers. I thank my father and mother, When I still can't correctly position my life, they guide me this light; I thank my teacher for my careful cultivation and lay a solid foundation for me to step into this sacred position; I am more grateful to me. The leadership paid me such a good opportunity to stand at the forefront of education and face a group of innocent children to accomplish my due mission. Therefore, I took this gratitude to spread it into love and responsibility to the children, which is the theme of my speech today: "Love and Responsibility."
Everyone comes to the world with a mission, and each person's life is jumping with a sacred mission! From the famous sayings of "Tian will be a big man and a sage, and will be bitter, and will be hungry, and hungry," we can understand the hard work of the ancients, from "Who is in the heart of the grass, the report of San Chunhui In the verse, we saw the heart of the world’s children’s fists, from the immortal quatrain of “Spring Silkworm to Dead Silk, Wax Torch to Gray Tears”, I felt – we, you and me , using our youth and vows to interpret the essence of the teacher profession "love and responsibility."
For a long time, people’s hearts have been humming a teacher’s carol. Teacher, what a sacred profession, teacher, what a lofty title! Throughout the ages, theory, invention, doctrine, and creation all involve the hard work of teachers! Great men, scholars, heroes, heroes, which one has less the teacher's edification! The grand blueprint is first depicted in the teacher's heart. The accumulation of knowledge starts from the teacher's front...
The characteristics of the teacher industry are doomed to be not vigorous in life, and some are just ordinary, but this is ordinary, but also can create another kind of glory. As long as there is love in your heart, this kind of love shines with brilliance at any moment.
When the children cry for leaving their mother, we will gently embrace him and tell him that "the child, the teacher will love you like a mother!", but he will not stop crying immediately, he will kneel You, holding you tightly, for fear of losing, "toys, games, songs, stories, sugar, ..." Finally the little guy laughed, stunned! When a child is looking at me because he can't find a friend and is helpless, you finally find that the child has grown up, and it is no longer always following your "small bet". The child is really grown up, because there is no Friends are troubled, don't be afraid! Maybe you don't understand the strong meaning of the strong, but as long as you stand up, take the initiative to go, close to the small partners, tell your needs, treat each other sincerely, they will accept you, like you! You will be happy!
We work on campus, life is actually very simple, and the reasons for happiness are very simple. As long as you can see their faces full of innocent, cute, brilliant smiles, running in the event venue, flashing and moving, greet you with enthusiasm, close to you, confident and generous to show his confidence and pride... ...we will feel that life is really good, thanksgiving, thank you for giving me this sacred profession.
Our love is delicate, teaching over and over again, careful care again and again, and a heartfelt care.
Our love is silent, the figure of the student is in our hearts, in our minds, in our dreams.
Our love is not demanding, full effort, selfless dedication, only for the healthy growth of children.
We are like the engineers of the human soul to take responsibility for shaping the soul of the students. We are like burning candles to take responsibility for illuminating the future of our students.
Our responsibility is reflected in love, exchange our love for the true heart of the students, and use our sense of responsibility in exchange for the healthy growth of the students.
Our love is because we have the responsibility of love. Love and responsibility, a teacher's eternal topic. A topic that can never be said. We can only use love to continue this topic.
Let us dedicate our love, take on our responsibilities, and work together to create a beautiful tomorrow.
Only "love" is the only main theme of ideological education, and this sentence explains the fundamentals of education. In order to make the children's safflower more vivid and red, I am willing to be a green leaf. In order to bring green to the earth, I am willing to be a grass, for the choice of no regrets, for the pure sky, to dedicate myself, Never ending!
Children, when you grow up, wave your golden wings and fly into the wider sky, when you need to stop, don't forget that I am watching you here!
At that time, "Who am I?" is not important, you only need to know that I am your first teacher!
Everything for the children, for the children, for all the children! !


Part 2: Speech of Love and Responsibility

Hello everyone, today I am speaking about something I have seen with my own eyes.
I used to encounter people with dilapidated purses on the MRT. I asked the people around me for alms. When the MRT broke into a black hole that day, an old man sat on the dirty ground and held one hand to the ground. Before the stroke, the other hand reached out to everyone's eyelids. He has only one leg, the other leg has only one palm left, and the long trousers have a big knot on the residual leg, which is obvious and glaring. His face is black and yellow, but the yellow is still the main body, his face is covered with deep wrinkles, cracked, and it seems to bleed at the touch. In the face of such an old man, those who are wanted, some do not see, some deliberately speak with their companions, some are filled with pity, and some are full of surprises. The MRT gradually slipped out of the black hole, and the light broke into the carriage. The old man’s hand gradually approached me. When he was about to put the black, dirty and ugly hand under my eyelids, I suddenly I closed my eyes and closed my eyes involuntarily. I was so afraid of the hand, just like meeting a dead body at midnight, but I couldn’t really tell the feeling of the old man. It seemed sad and fearful. I really want to help him. I opened my eyes in a panic and saw that the old man had moved his body to another place. I don’t know when I closed my eyes, the hand was numbly suspended in the air, or it fell to the ground like a broken string. Or shrinking back in horror, the old man put the hand under the eyes of a middle-aged man. "Poor pity!" He said this sentence almost slyly, very weak, like the tone of a person before his death. But his eyes are still full of a kind of expectation and a desire. The middle-aged man took a dime from his body and threw it into the arms of the old man. However, the money was not under the slant of the old man’s thigh. The old man immediately placed his hands behind his back, and his body moved backwards. Then, I took out the dime from the bottom of my leg and held it tightly in my hand, as if I had to let go, the money would disappear forever. The old man bent down the already bent waist. At this time, I saw that his brain was all white hair, but it was not silver, it was dim white, it was pale. The old man swallowed the word "thank you, thank you" to the middle-aged person. If the noise of the MRT is bigger, I will not hear it.
The MRT stopped, the door opened, and it closed again, and gradually left the station, broke into a black mouth, and rumbling. The old man continued to move forward with his hand, and moved forward little by little. He walked with the dust on the ground. He went away, and then disappeared. It may be because there are more people on the bus, in the sea of ​​people, a disability. The person with one leg is no longer eye-catching, and it is not eye-catching. It is also very small and small. It seems that anyone is passing by, just like dealing with a small ant.
The MRT finally jumped out of the dark mouth and stopped at a row of advertisements. I saw a blood donation advertisement through the bright window, so I remembered the old man just now, maybe someone who really wanted to help him gave him a little. Pointing what he wants, giving a little "blood", then his illness will definitely improve, but so many people seem to be powerless, not to abandon him, to fear him, or just to be pure Poor and compassion, there is no real help to him. I always think that the survival of the elderly is a continuation of life itself, but the will to life is worthless. He was so sharp at the waist that a middle-aged man was bent. I didn't want to sympathize with him, and I didn't want to pity him because he had made me fear, but I wanted to help him, at least let him. Too warm, let him live with dignity, this is not to give him much money to solve!
There are so many disabled factories and societies, we can send them there to let them learn and taste the beauty of life instead of throwing them a dime as the world's dirtiest charity. Classmates, if you have such a wish, you can try to do it, make their faces become as ruddy as you, and make their voices as powerful as you, let them sit in the soft chair of the MRT. Instead of the ground, let these disabled people live a life without disability, and let them be like the actors in Avalokitesvara. When they are presented to our eyes, they are no longer terrible, but beautiful! !


Part 3: Speech of Love and Responsibility

Only "love" is the only main theme of ideological education, and this sentence explains the fundamentals of education. In order to make the children's safflower more vivid and red, I am willing to be a green leaf. In order to bring green to the earth, I am willing to be a grass, in order to choose for no regrets, for the pure sky, to dedicate myself, forever Endless!
Five years ago, with the love of young children, I chose the preschool education with my preschool education. Someone once asked me: "When a kindergarten teacher is good," I replied without hesitation: "Okay, because I spend a whole day with a group of cute children, watching them grow up happily under their own education, and they decide to be especially proud." It wasn't until half a year ago that I stepped into this industry that I really realized the responsibility and value of this industry. Inadvertently, nearly a year's time passed quietly in the ordinary and calm, leaving no impressive results, and did not make any amazing moves. I just want to interpret the value of an ordinary preschool teacher with the professional ethics of teachers in this ordinary and simple.
Love is a sincere dedication, and love is a selfless contribution. When the child is not feeling well, I will come to them in time, ask about the condition, gently touch them, so that they are no longer helpless; when the child should be puzzled by the problem, I will give him a small reminder Encourage him that you are the best, know that he is stretching his brow. The whole move is not because I want to ask for anything from my children, just because I am their teacher, this is my responsibility. How many times, after work time has passed, looking at the child who is crying and has not been picked up, I wiped his tears for him, told him stories, sang songs, and played games with her, because I know that I am his mother at the moment.
A competent teacher must first know the children in his class. This is based on the fact that I often find that many other children in the class can always say how many children are at home. These are often the children who are not willing to let the teacher knew. Later, I realized that these things were all the information that teachers got when they communicated and communicated with their parents. In response to this situation of the child, she has put forward different requirements one by one to help the child to change bad habits. While she is talking, she can still help with her eyes. There are encouragement, tenderness, reminder, and sternness in her eyes. Don't look at their young age, but their hearts are rich and sensitive. Whoever is good to them, they all understand. I should not only pay attention to observation, but also pay attention to their attitudes and methods.
Becoming a true teacher, every time I hear this, I am always worried that because of my lack of dedication, I will give the teacher a name that is not qualified. In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed, and there has been a deeper understanding and understanding of the work of kindergarten teachers. It is not the theoretical knowledge of simple textbooks. Whenever I face innocent, pure children; when I see the eyes of parents who are expecting and trusting when they give their children to the teacher, I am deeply aware of how important my responsibility as a teacher is. . The reputation on our heads is not only a high evaluation of our profession, but also an earnest expectation for teachers! In my heart, responsibility is as important as love.
In my work, the power given by the group cannot be replaced. Fortunately, we have a young, energetic and positive family. Moreover, Mr. Zhang and Teacher Yang, who have a tacit understanding and rich experience in our class, let them feel the warmth of the kindergarten and give me such understanding and care. They are the warmth of my work. I am very happy that I can Work and live in such a team.
Responsibility is the pillar of love, and love is the happiness of responsibility. I can't say which is more important. But I know that these two are indispensable. The friend joked: "Children in kindergartens are easy to teach." And I joked that "children in kindergartens are the most difficult to teach." It is easy to teach because children don't understand anything. When you teach, you can play it. It's hard to teach, because children don't understand anything, so we must teach them out of responsibility. In addition, there must be enough patience and love.
I am grateful that I am a very easy person to satisfy. After I feel the triviality and busyness of early childhood education, I still love my profession. I can always find a quick reason in triviality. The so-called election of my love, love my glare Since I chose this career that I longed for, I will be comfortable with ordinary work and enjoy it in the ordinary.
Let us unite the responsibility and the true formation of love, so that every child is bathed in the warm sunshine, healthy and happy growth.


Chapter 4: Love and Responsibility Speeches

Dear judges, dear teachers, classmates:
The topic of my speech is "Dedication in the Ordinary."
Teacher is an ordinary and sacred profession. Opening the obscurity, spreading civilization, and inserting the wings for the students to take off is the main theme of the teacher's life; "a chalk gray, two sleeves clear, three inches not bad tongue, four bright eyes" is the teacher's stick figure, no For a moment, there is no glory. When the times chose us, we also chose a kind of luck, a kind of giving, a kind of selflessness and sublimity. I joined the altar, shouldered the plow of the times, and cultivated the "three feet" pulpit, and we were dedicated in this ordinary.
If the dedication of the dawn is the sun, the dedication of the darkness is the stars, and the dedication of the earth is the flowers; then, the dedication of the teacher is the love for the students. Just as the older generation of educator Xia Yuzun said: "Education can't be without emotion, no love; no emotion, no love, just like there is no water in the pond, there is no education." Only if there is love for the students, will it be At the same time, they have a sense of responsibility for the students.
A few years ago, Teacher Tang Hui of our school took over a class that made everyone feel bad. In order to get the students out of the “no confidence” situation, they stayed with the students in the class all day long. One day, in order to do a few post-graduate work, he let these students solve their doubts and go home very late. When I got home, I learned that my only daughter was sick when he communicated with the students. Get vomiting and diarrhea, body temperature is uncertain. In her mouth, she kept yelling "Dad, Dad---------" looking at the unconscious child in the hospital bed and looking at the face of the child and his wife. At this time, Teacher Tang’s heart was broken. . When her daughter needed her most, he did not guard him, and did not fulfill a responsibility as a father. But in the early morning, for the students in the class, his eyes were swollen, but he left the comatose child and walked to the school to go to the student he loved.
This is a kind of lofty love! It is this kind of love that makes the students in the class see the hope of progress, and they have taken the school of their ideals. It is this kind of love that promotes the development of education; it is this kind of love. The latecomers feel the sunshine; it is this kind of love that makes the teacher truly "all for the students, for all the students, for the students." I, and everyone who is sitting, what reason is not to put this lofty love Dedicated to the students, there is no reason to be proud of the cause of this love!
Some people say: "It is worthwhile to sacrifice this kind of lofty love to keep the poor for a lifetime.
Education is hard work, and teachers carry out a large number of ordinary, trivial tasks every day. Day after day, year after year, preparing lessons, attending classes, correcting assignments, managing classes, etc. Repetitive labor is monotonous and lacks freshness and excitement. Moreover, the current social status and living conditions of teachers are relatively low. The poor salary of teachers can't make their rice bowls float rich in oil. The hardships of the living environment have prevented all teachers from getting rid of poverty. So what constitutes the intrinsic motivation of teachers to work conscientiously, diligently dedication, and faint reputation? That is the teacher's love for education and the sense of responsibility for the students.
Yang Xiaofang, the first batch of gifted students in our school in 2005, is an ordinary chemistry teacher in the central school. The chemistry teaching work of the two classes constitutes the melody of his daily life, carefully preparing lessons and meticulously teaching students a A chemical experiment became the dotted note. He also often advises new-born subject teachers to help them solve doubts in teaching, and even records his hard work on the self-made teaching aids in the laboratory. And many of these are done on weekends.
It is well known that the chemical experiment work is dirty and tired, and it is often in contact with toxic and harmful substances, and the treatment is the same as ordinary. However, Yang Xiaofang does not count personal gains and losses and still works actively. During the day, he looks for instruments and medicines in the laboratory, and at night, he identifies and purifies reagents in the laboratory. He uses the holidays and noon breaks to prepare instruments and medicines, and uses evening time to give students grouped experimental classes. In a short period of time, the chemistry scores that have kept the school rankings behind have jumped to the second place in the county. During this period, he misunderstood his friends' appointments in order to help students improve their chemistry scores, so that she was already in the irritating life, adding some troubles. But she has no complaints. She paid a lot but never talked about it. What is it?
This is the teacher's love and dedication! It makes our teachers abandon the vulgar values ​​and get rid of the secular prejudice. I endured the misunderstanding of my family and understood the happiness of educating people. I have no intention of returning to the education cause. Loyal to duty, dedication to happiness, happiness. It makes the teacher's desk often embellish some flowers and fruits; it is so that the teacher does not regard the ordinary work as ordinary, does not regard trivial work as trivial, but will seriously take care of each of the education and teaching process. One link, every little thing, shows the spirit in a subtle way, and works hard on small things. To experience the satisfaction of the realization of the value of life in the ordinary and great educational work, it is precisely its spiritual and moral values ​​that encourage the teachers to cultivate for the country and the nation under the economic-centered social environment and social conditions. Batch of talents!
The aspirations are high, and they are not arrogant. The teachers come for the sublime to pursue the value of life. The teachers walk for the ordinary and hold up the sun of tomorrow.
Dear students, understand the teachers' pains; colleagues, let us join hands and sing the melody of dedication. On this three-foot platform, experience the spring and autumn, work hard, use our love, care, enthusiasm, care, to change the happiness of the students, the reassurance of the parents, the rejuvenation of the motherland!
Thank you for your speech.