To tell you the truth, I am not very comfortable to be back school again. Standing in front of the classroom, being stared by curious eyes of teenagers’, my heart is tender and sensitive. Every one of these child is the whole world of a family. I pray to my god for love and patience to them. Yes, love is the most important. I could tell that they trust me, they also like the way I teach them. I am loved by these children. But back to the office, I feel totally different while facing the adults, who wear fake smiles, with countless questions seeking your history and background and social relationships. Maybe I will be in this prematury forever. I can’t enjoy this.
女儿在新学校尝试两天后，自己体会这所普通学校与极力离开的重点学校的区别：同学虽然对天都挺友好，但是行为举止不怎么文明，口吐脏话，不尊重老师和老师顶嘴仿佛就是日常；老师讲课又慢又简单；学生学习习惯非常不好，不服从老师的指令，不听课不完成作业。女儿感到自己无法融入他们，无论是课堂学习还是课后闲聊，都格格不入。这是人生经历的一部分。我辛苦暗自猜测：会不会人生第一次，她对自己如此重大的决定感到一些后悔？希望她深有感悟，未来能少些坎坷。
读到一篇文章，一个女子，决定退出简书打卡。文字不长，却可以真实感受到她内心的期望与挣扎。放弃，是因为期望值高。达不到自己满意的文字表达，达不到期待的阅读点击率。
我写简书，不为吸粉，不为点击率，甚至没有要成为作家的辉煌理想。我写简书，只为两点：给自己一件要坚持的事情；记录我有限的生活。认真做事，远胜于急于求成。
