如所有的幼教人一样,我每天清晨迎着星星的余光走进教室,在孩子一声声稚嫩的问候中打水、打扫卫生、迎接孩子入园、组织一日活动。我们相伴一天天,一年年,迎来送往一届届孩子。让我感触最深的是去年中班的一位自闭症孩子。他是个男孩,长得帅气十足,可只会说两到三个字,在教室里很孤立,不合群,刚开始我虽表面接纳但内心依然有些排斥,生怕做不好带班工作。后来我发现,只要他一来园,总是第一时间奔向我,要我蹲下并搂住我的脖子闻闻我才撒手,他的 Like all kindergarten teachers, I walked into the classroom every morning, facing the light of the stars. I fished water in my childish greetings, cleaned the houses, organized children’s day and organized day activities. We accompany day by day, year by year, ushered to the session of children. The thing that touched me most was an autistic child in mid-class last year. He is a handsome boy who can only speak two to three words. He is very isolated and out of class in the classroom. At first I accepted but my heart was still somewhat excluded for fear that I could not do band work. Later I found that as long as he came to the park, always the first time toward me, want me to squat and hug my neck smell before I give up, his