Memories of Miss Mai 202 1 1 24.

Two days ago, I went to the high school library to borrow books. I met Mr. Mai and asked him when he would retire. He said that in February, he had finished this semester's class and only needed to come for a few days next semester. I can't help feeling the change of time and envy him the wonderful new life he is about to start.

? Nowadays, students usually call him Mr. Mai or Mr. Mai, but I still call him Mr. Mai according to the habit of that year. Because we watched too many TV dramas in Hong Kong, we imitated Hong Kong people and called us Mr. Teacher.

? Mr. Mai is our head teacher and taught us math when I was in my third year of high school. I still remember my three years in high school. * * * There are three head teachers, one is a serious and conservative teacher Lai Musheng, the other is a handsome young teacher, and the third is a gentle and generous Mr. Mai. Under the leadership of Mr. Mai, our class won the honor of the excellent class group in the city, which shows that Mr. Mai's class is very good.

? Last year, due to the epidemic, Guangya did not hold activities on campus as in previous years. Our classmates invited Mr. Mai to the party. And I am deeply sorry that my father was seriously ill and couldn't attend. As can be seen from the photos sent by classmates to the group, they gave Sir Mai a basket of eggs to thank him for cooking them. At that time, Mr. Mai saw that our senior three studies were very hard, and he thought that boarders should supplement nutrition, so he asked us to bring some eggs from home to school every Sunday night for him to eat. He took advantage of the convenience of living next to the school to help us cook the eggs and send them to self-study in the evening. I still remember the scene when Sir Mai came into the classroom excitedly with eggs. When we got the egg with our name on it, it was still hot. This warmth is still very touching when I think about it now!

? I was in the liberal arts class at that time, but under the guidance of Mr. Mai, I learned math well and enjoyed it. I still remember that the first class every Tuesday afternoon in senior three is a math exam, which I am most looking forward to. Every day, as soon as the lunch break is over, I will excitedly return to the classroom, get the math test paper, and then bury myself in it. This is a state of complete devotion. I don't know what's going on outside. Maybe it's thunder and lightning, maybe it's raining heavily, but there are only math problems in my world, and I'm addicted to the pleasure of solving them (later people talked about the psychological term "flow", and I immediately thought of the scene of doing math problems in senior three). As soon as the bell rang, I woke up from my addiction. I handed the test paper to my classmates smartly. I believe I can get good grades again, and I immediately start looking forward to the math exam next week.

? Later, after graduating from senior three, I went to China Normal University to study Chinese. In fact, my math score was so much better than my Chinese score that I really wanted to transfer to another department to study math after I entered the Chinese department. I have great confidence in my math. But then I didn't know how to change my major. I thought the school would definitely not approve me as a liberal arts student to study mathematics, and I left. Later, I told Sir Mak about it, and he thought I was good at math and capable of learning it. After graduating from college, I returned to Guangya and worked as a colleague with Mr. Mai. Sometimes he teases me and makes me teach math. But to my shame, I haven't touched math for many years, and everything I learned before has been returned to my teacher. Senior three is really the pinnacle of my mathematics knowledge!

? Teacher Mai has a loud voice and is full of gas. After returning to Mr. Adam Guang, I heard from my colleagues that Mr. Yongguang Huang is in Class/kloc-0 and Mr. Mai Yonggang is in Class 6. The teachers in the middle four classes don't have to attend classes, because both teachers are very loud. At that time, there was no Zhaoming Building in Guangya, only a teaching building, which is now Qionghua Building. There are only six classes in one grade of high school, one grade occupies one floor and the third grade is on the fourth floor.

I believe his students have the same impression of him now as I did in those years: loud in class, clear in explaining examples, writing the calculation process on the blackboard, sometimes sweating hair sticking to my forehead, patiently answering questions from classmates around after class, and sometimes joking with students. The generous, kind, cheerful and generous image makes students relaxed in front of him. Mr. Mai has a good memory. He can name the students he hasn't seen for years. The students whose names are called must be very excited.

? Sir Michael will retire soon, but in my eyes, he and I haven't changed much when we were at school. He is still tall and straight, with soft curly hair and a handsome and gentle face. In my impression, nearly 30 years have not left a big mark on his face. It may be related to his perennial exercise and peace of mind. He used to run on the playground after watching us do morning exercises in the morning. After running, he took a lunch box to the dining hall for breakfast. Every summer vacation, the three of them will travel abroad. In the summer vacation a few years ago, their family could travel in Europe for more than a month. Here, I want to pay tribute to Mr. Cao, the wife of Mr. Mai. When I saw them roaming in Europe in Mr. Cao's circle of friends, I admired their family's healthy body and relaxed attitude. A few years ago, Mr Cao retired. But from the circle of friends, I saw her traveling everywhere, hiking everywhere and swimming in the swimming pool in the western suburbs every week. Really good health and good mentality! Mr. Mai hardly sends a circle of friends, but occasionally he can see Mr. Cao from his circle of friends. Perhaps, after retirement, they can have more time to travel around the world together.

As far as I know, students will have many opinions about teachers, either praise or belittle, but all I hear about Mr. Mai is praise. Teacher Mai has been engaged in education all his life and has always been respected and loved by students. I think this is the highest state of being a teacher.

I wish Sir Mak a happy retirement and a wonderful second life!