ive heard a saying that went something like, if you stay in a country for three weeks you can write a book, three months a postcard, and three years nothing! i am now faced with this problem. having lived in china for about five years, i am totally used to daily life here. that shouldnt be something to complain about, right? adapting to a different society and culture is something to be satisfied with, is it not? usually it would be. however, it makes writing a column about my impressions of china a lot more difficult.

luckily for me two friends from my country, ireland, came to visit me during the summer. it was their first time in china and it was through their eyes that i rediscovered the pleasure of experiencing a foreign culture for the first time again.

at first i found their remarks and reactions to the sights of daily beijing life puzzling. they were fascinated by every little detail. details that i barely noticed. why did they want to take a photograph of a man selling you tiao? what was so interesting about a line of waiters standing outside a restaurant? why was a group of elderly people exercising in the evening so enthralling?

i started to recall that scenes like these once fascinated me too. in ireland you just dont see them. it was then that memories of my first month in china came flooding back to me. when i first came to this country i worked as an english teacher in wuhan. thinking back it was the students i met in that first year and chinese university life in general that gave me the deepest impression.

in the west, student life is a combination of study and socializing with a heavy emphasis placed on the socializing part! during my first week as an english teacher in china i was invited to a student party. having only recently graduated from university myself i still very much enjoyed student parties and gladly accepted the invitation.

on the evening of the party i was accompanied to a building on campus by two students. i was led to a room and entered expecting to see people dancing, drinking, eating and chatting. instead, i found myself facing an auditorium of about two hundred students applauding me. i was handed a microphone and asked to speak. about what? i asked with a fright. anything came the reply! after i got over my initial stage fright i found that it really didnt matter what i talked about. my audience were happy to have the opportunity to listen to a native english speaker. they simply wanted to practice their english.

in the course of the following year i encountered many such situations. i was genuinely impressed by the dedication and motivation of chinese students. when i was a student i would rarely give up my spare time to any activity connected with study. unless exams were approaching my weekends were devoted to having fun or perhaps a part-time job. my chinese students, on the other hand, seemed to spend their entire waking hours studying. i understand that competition in chinese universities is extremely intense. nonetheless, their energy and drive put me to shame.

as a foreign teacher i was mainly responsible for helping the students to improve their spoken english skills. to most people that sounds really easy. all you have to do is turn up for class and chat with your students. thats all very well but wh

at if your students are too shy to respond? most of the students could read and write english very well but getting them to talk was like drawing blood from a stone. they were experts at replying to questions with one-word answers.

alcohol is the cause of and solution to many of lifes problems! bearing this in mind i organized several parties and plied my students with booze. once tipsy, they lost their shyness and the english flowed like water. this slightly unorthodox method effectively broke the ice and our speaking classes became a lot noisier. in a classroom noise is good, as long as it is the noise of activity.

it may be true that rote learning is over-emphasized in chinese education. nonetheless, i found that this does not reflect the natural character of chinese students. given the appropriate classroom atmosphere and a chance to warm up the students i met were naturally spontaneous and instinctively enjoyed drama. in some of the role-plays we acted out, certain students became so involved in their parts that they were bordering on an identity crisis!

my first year in china was also my first year as a teacher. if i said that it was all easy i would be a liar. it was both challenging and rewarding. i hope that my students actually improved their english or at least felt more interested in it by the end of the year. one thing i know for certain is that my year in wuhan changed me for the better. thanks to the politeness and warmth of chinese students i conquered my fear of speaking in public and became more self-confident. most importantly, i met dozens of fine decent people and made numerous excellent friends.

爱英语的作文篇2

hello, my name is stm. i graduated from qingshan district school. i loved literature since i was a child. for me, compared to the wonderful symbols, numbers and varied geometric shapes in science, i prefer the humanistic atmosphere in literature. when no one else, i like to read quietly, immersed in and even indulge in a famous literary masterpiece. in the book the rich cultural atmosphere, let me not by gladdening the heart and refreshing the mind, trapped, unable to extricate themselves. i do not know when the old disabled heard wang xiaoyu that sounds like the nature of the storytelling sound, whether it has such a feeling?

but because of too much in books, but i ignored the interpersonal communication in reality, in an unfamiliar environment and a strange person, i will because of loss is too dull and silent at a loss, it is one of my biggest drawback.

of course, i have been trying to change myself like chutian, though it is difficult, but i will do my best. therefore, in the next three years, i hope that in the harvest of good results at the same time, we can also harvest a number of precious friendship!

this first thanked everybody!

大家好，我叫stm，毕业于青山区任家路中学。我从小便喜好文学，对我而言，相比理科中奇妙的符号数字和多变的几何图形，我更喜爱文学中的那一片人文气息。无人时，我喜欢静静的看书，沉浸甚至沉醉于那一部部文学名著中。书中那片浓郁的人文气息，沁人心脾，让我不由的深陷其中，无法自拔。不知当年老残听到王小玉那犹如天籁般的说书声时，是否也有着这般感受呢？

不过由于过于以书为友，反而让我忽略了现实中的人际交流，在面对陌生的环境和陌生的人时，我会由于茫然不知所措而显得过于沉默乃至沉闷，这也算是我最大的一个缺点吧。

当然像雏田一样，我也一直在试着改变这样的自己，虽然很难，但我会尽力。因此在今后的三年里，我希望在收获好成绩的同时，也能收获到数份珍贵的友谊！

在此先谢过大家了！

爱英语的作文篇3

my every year the school held a sports meeting. this year it was the turn of this session we have is the twelfth session. i am very excited and nervous. i very happy can compete with the classmates happy running. but i am still very worry about no place. so i try to prepare.

the game was soon to. i was very nervous at the beginning,until the start of the relay race. the relay has been the most spectacular game,embodies the classes representing classes. i was the last one stick. in the face of all the encouragement,i must not give up. in front of us is not divided with other class under. that is to say i this stick is to determine the outcome of a stick. i'm trying sprinted for the line. this two hundred meter for me,is very important for the class as a whole. i have to run. the final end of this sports meeting.

i succeed. i laugh,and everyone together took a certificate.

爱英语的作文篇4

in the past three years, the life of middle school impressed me deeply. many stories happened. the following os one of them.

in my class, i had a good friend, his name is li ming.

one day, a little thing caused a serious quarrel between us. i was very angry and upset. i didn’y want to say anything to him. the following weekend he went to australia with his family, but i didn't say sorry to him. i lost my friend forever.

that is a good lesson for me. i realize if you make some mistakes, you should correct them at once, or you may regret forever.

爱英语的作文篇5

people say that father’s love likes a mountain: heavy and silent. it’s heavy because he puts all his love to us and it’s silent because he does not know how to express. faced his love, we accept it silently without saying a word to show our appreciation.

before i was going to senior school, my father had never said a word to show his love to me, so that i thought he did not love me very much and sometimes i was upset about it. however, when i left home for senior school, he called me frequently and just asked me some simple questions like: how’s your study and life? when do you come home? or something like that. gradually, i realize that he misses me although he would never say it out. so this is father’s love, not so obvious but

爱英语的作文篇6

one of my favorite books is called i am not a coward. reading this book, i understand: chicken can beat weasel, brave to face the problem, why we always retreat from the problem? i think we should learn from the chicken here and face every problem bravely.

i think the most worthy of our learning from this story is the bravery of the chickens. the chickens started chasing the weasel, and when the weasel attacked, they attacked the weasel with chicken poop, and the weasel was beaten to pieces and all fled. the chickens are very happy. but to the back, see the weasel into the quicksand, but the chickens can ignore their own danger, brave to rescue the weasel. i think they do a good job and im going to learn from them.

我最喜欢的一本书叫《我不是胆小鬼》。读了这本书，我明白了：鸡都可以打败黄鼠狼，勇敢的去面对问题，为什么我们遇到问题总是退缩呢？我觉得我们应该向这里说的小鸡学习，勇敢的.去面对每一道难题。

这个故事我觉得最值得我们去学习的就是小鸡们的勇敢。小鸡们刚开始追着黄鼠狼，等到黄鼠狼进攻，它们又用鸡屎攻击黄鼠狼，黄鼠狼被打得落花流水、个个都落荒而逃。小鸡们非常开心。可是到后面，看到黄鼠狼陷进流沙时，小鸡们却能不顾自己的.危险，勇敢的去救出黄鼠狼。我觉得它们做得很好，我要向它们学习。

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