I finally understood the teacher’s suffering.

In school, I am a daunting "boss" who often bullies junior schoolchildren. I am also a young man who is "not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the ground". I never put him in the eyes of the principal who is stern. In addition to bad conduct, my results are terrible, and every time the last "throne" is none other than me.

Therefore, every time I mention my name, the teachers will shake my head. The teachers also often advised me to be self-love, but I have repeatedly advised not to listen to them, and regard their golden jade as "the wind of the ear."

During the holidays, I was forced by the teacher to volunteer in the center of the disabled. At the beginning, of course, I refused all sorts of things, but in the end I still couldn’t get the teacher’s “forced confession” and had to go to the teacher with my scalp. In the Center for People with Disabilities, I saw that some people who lost their hands were painting with watercolor pens, while others used their feet to make delicate rattan products. I am very sorry to see this scene. A person who loses his hands can look positive in the dark, and I am a healthy person without cleansing and self-love.

After returning to school, I decided to change my mind. I no longer bully people, but I work hard to study hard. The teacher saw my change and showed a happy smile. "One bit of work, one point of harvest", my hard work has also achieved excellent results in the national primary school performance test.

If it is not a teacher, maybe I will not have such a big change. Today, I finally understand the pains of the teacher.

Sixth grade: Tang Jun