This summer, I tried to start a new life, and in my career I had an identity, an art teacher.
This is the first time I went to the podium, facing the lovely naughty children, excited and joyful, in order to better each class, often preparing until three or four in the morning, tell interesting stories in class, play imagination free creation, from point and line to begin, the children from the decision to slowly fall in love with painting, the middle of this process is very impressive.
This is more than a month, and the children's communication, to understand their hearts, is a pure and rich and colorful world, a class, a girl of the pineapple color painted orange and red, I asked her why she painted the color of the pineapple, she told me the teacher asked: "this is orange, pineapple, strawberry and pineapple". The original children's imagination is infinite, which is why I never limit their colour in the classroom, I told them, love what color painted what color, don't copy my work to apply. A little boy told me, teacher, I like blueberry very much, so my paintings are all painted blue. A few days later, he told me that he now likes mangoes and yellow... Another little girl told me, "teacher, can I draw a watermelon for you?" My watermelon is sweet!
What I heard most in class was: "teacher, I can't draw."! In fact, there is no patience. When I sit down and watch them draw, they progress faster than I think. Especially the children never see the individual pen not painted, to complete a painting, for me, is pleased.
Have a little dream, I hope every child can be treated fairly, receive good democratic education, get the respect of parents and teachers, and be a happy and free angel.
