2009年暑期结束,初接小班,真是措手不及。没有任何心理准备就仓促上阵,心里不免忐忑。刚刚送走的毕业班学生,由于三年时间的磨合,到最后可以说是心有灵犀,老师的一个眼神他们都能心领神会。而面对这样一群叽叽喳喳、无所顾忌的六年级小孩,我真的迷茫了,不知道如何面对。记得军训时,我看班级里小男孩儿长得都差不多,球球蛋蛋,根本分不出谁是谁。同事安慰说:小孩还没 The end of the summer of 2009, early access to small classes, it is caught by surprise. Without any psychological preparation to rush into battle, my heart can not help foolishly. Just graduated class sent off students, as the run-in of three years, to the last can be described as consonance, a teacher’s eyes they can take the hint. In the face of such a group of twitter, cynical sixth grade children, I really confused, do not know how to deal with. I remember the military training, I see the little boys in the class grow almost, ball Egg, can not tell who is who. My colleagues comforted: children have not yet