Childhood is colorful and dreamy. My childhood world was filled with countless colorful dreams.

I often look at the teacher on the podium with envy during class, thinking that I can become an excellent English teacher when I grow up.

One afternoon in spring, I lay on the window sill watching the people coming and going on the street, looking at the red flowers and green willows on the roadside, and fell into sleep without knowing it.

Hey! How come you have become a teacher? I walked into the vibrant school, and the children greeted me with bright smiles: "Good morning teacher!" "Good morning every body!" I nodded with a smile.

In the warm spring light, I came to the classroom of Class 4 (3). The classmates looked at me expectantly. I told them an interesting English story, and they all listened attentively, which made me a little complacent.

Next, it’s time to test everyone—Word Solitaire. Unexpectedly, not many students succeeded in solitaire. This is the weekend homework assigned to the students last week.

I took a deep breath and suppressed the fire. Lead all the students to read the words aloud three times, and let several outstanding students demonstrate how to recite the words. But at this time, when I was patrolling, I found that some of the students were engrossed in reading the short stories in the book, some were studying the hands-on columns in the book with gusto, and some were secretly having fun looking at the contents of the dialog boxes.

Now I am very angry. "Hey, hey, hey" walked up to the podium and said loudly: "Everyone close the books! From now on, I will ask two students to compete in pairs, which is PK. The winner will pass, and the loser will accept. A round of PK. The students with the lowest number of PKs will be punished. Do you understand? The students responded in unison: "Yes, madam!" ”

Hi! Isn’t that Teacher Xue Ying? She actually became my student today. Okay! Just invite her, and the other one is classmate Yan Zhenyi. I saw classmate Xue Ying speaking fluently. After saying: family, classmate Xiaoyan did not show any weakness: classmate Xue said: run, classmate Xiaoyan followed up with: no, no, no. The students burst into laughter, and I saw that group of people in the classroom. Among the students who laughed the most was Qian Miao.

I shouted at the top of my lungs: "Students, classmates, everyone, please be quiet in class now. Please be quiet!" "At this time, I felt that my throat was about to smoke. But it seemed that everyone couldn't hear my voice at all.

At this time, a beautiful song like an oriole suddenly sounded in the classroom. Oh! It turned out that classmate Ma Yimei sang "Ten little Indian boys", and the students were all attracted by her beautiful singing voice, and they suddenly became silent.