我们平凡的工作，在平凡中享受不平凡的乐趣吧!
自我成长，做一个与时俱进的老师。
教师者必先强己，育人人者必先律己。教师必须学会做一名学习型的教师，在全面提高自己理论素养、知识水平和业务水平上下功夫。“给学生一杯水，教师本身应该有一桶水，这句教育名言在今天似乎已远远不够了，现在的教师应该像自来水一样，取之不荆特别是幼儿教师这个身份，给孩子太多的崇拜和遐想，在他们的眼里，老师是无所不能的，老师是完美无缺的。因此，我们只有不断学习，不断更新自己的知识体系，才能引领孩子认识世界。
其次，做一个快乐的人，也是我不能放弃的。努力工作，并快乐着!
我有一棵责任心，我希望把我的工作做得很出色，可是同时，我又不愿意投入我的全部，因为我要把它奉献给我的其他生活，所以，我希望做一个聪明的老师，快乐的老师!
1.享受工作本身。有人工作是为了生活，有人生活是为了工作。前者太可怜，后者太无私。我觉得，工作，就是生活中的一部分，它和吃饭、睡觉、逛街、旅游一样，是我生活的组成部分。我喜欢像散步一样，用很轻松很愉快的心态来面对我的工作。所以有时候，虽然忙碌，却满心欢喜。有时候自己都觉得奇怪，好不容易迎来了周末，却有点失落，哦，原来是想念我的小朋友了，想念和他们相处时的那份充实，那份简单的没有来由的快乐。
2. 工作，可以更简单。就像吴老师说的， 要巧干，不要苦干。我的理解是，只有当你提高工作效率时，你的付出才与收获等同。我常常用笨鸟先飞来评价自己，所以用了比别人多的多的时间做一些简单的事情。现在想想，自己真的很笨，不是笨在智力，而是笨在方法。的确，如果我们在做一件事情之前，能够花5分钟来思考，怎么做更快质量更高，也许我们就能节省50分钟甚至更多的时间，何乐而不为。
3.享受生活，丰富人生阅历。我说了，教师这个岗位，是一个五彩的舞台，是我所选也是我所爱，我希望演绎好我的角色，而丰富的知识和阅历是轻松扮演好这个角色的保证。我希望在社会这个更大的舞台上，我也能够亲历许多丰富的片段，丰富我的人生经验。
做一个快乐的人，然后做一个快乐的老师。奉献不必牺牲，责任也不必太负重。这就是我，一个新时代的幼儿教师，愿以我的快乐来丰富我的课堂，愿以我的快乐来丰富我的人生!
隐匿着无私，无声地奉献，岁月默默划深额际，美丽的皱纹泄露了人间最大的秘密。
——题记
无论多么优美的诗词，也不能吐露无私的意境;无论多么浓香的笔墨，也不能勾勒奉献的图画;无论多么肺腑的言语，也不能泄露良师的秘密。当我看到坐在铁梯上掐表的老师不由自主战栗时，不知为什么，我的心突然寒酸疼痛起来。雾霭沉沉，如丝如缕，像一束举世罕见之花垂天而开，轻润大地;凉风习习，娇柔细嫩，像箭镞散落的铺天盖地，叫人寒战;台阶湿润，冰冷无比，老师们像一颗千年古松，静坐铁梯。跑道上比赛的运动员脚步铿锵，踏风而来，拉拉队的加油声震过高楼，老师们的眼睛犀利明亮，聚精会神，紧紧盯着终点的白线。走近细看，那长长的睫毛开满了灰白色小花，黑色的胡须挂上了均匀的硕果，握表的手被冷风消散了温度，变得格外红肿。情不自禁，俯下头，细看的那一幕，我觉得无比沉重，一向有些多愁善感的我，此时惆怅一发而不可收拾。转身，脑际充满寒酸的苦水，快步穿过拉拉队人群，去寻找我想为老师送去的东西。
教师
前生预约就今生的讲台
多情的手指
一厢情愿紧捏传播知识的粉笔
岁月的风铃
是离别站上的风声
放飞一批亲手栽培的雄鹰
又去迎接下一批小鹰
时光默默流淌
刀刻的皱纹
撑起满头白发
讲台上的粉尘依旧飞扬
无私奉献
爱洒江舟花满园
不求回报
肝胆一生两昆仑
思绪飞翔，想起教师这个神圣的职位，十分震撼;联想教师生平，慷慨豪迈而又泪满盈眶，想起我中学两位老师因癌症……不敢再想起，有多少个想起，就有多少个疑问，就有多少伤愁，就有多少怀念。打开水壶，取来水杯，我愿为老师们送上一杯热水。
“老师，请喝水。”
“谢谢，太谢谢了，谢谢——”老师接过热水，百般客气，连声道谢，那亲切的声音像是五味的杏仁糖，叫我有些哭笑不得。
我给老师的，只是一杯水，而换来的，是不绝于耳的感谢;老师给我的，是知识智慧，而换回的，是没有道谢的离别……
回眸，十年寒窗，风雨泥泞，冰霜雪，披荆斩棘，都有老师相伴。多少次，老师谆谆教诲;多少次，老师默默关怀;多少次，老师又严厉批评。
In summer of 20xx, public officials in our province of Saskatchewan issued a decree: that allaffected people leave their homes and in mass exodus, travel to places of refuge where theycould be safe and accounted for.
They were escaping blazing forest fires of epic proportions.
It was the largest evacuation in Saskatchewan history.
Thousands of people were on the move, all of them in uncertain circumstances, not knowinghow quickly they would return home.
For a few young women, these circumstances had an added dimension of uncertainty. Theywere in the late stages of pregnancy.
These young women were living as displaced persons far from home, without the supplies theyhad gathered for their new baby.
Thankfully, for all concerned, healthy babies were delivered in hospitals close by with medicalstaff to give assistance.
We are privileged to live in a province where people come together. That can be difficult whenstress levels are high.
And so I salute the evacuees, and the firefighters, and the troops, and the Red Cross, and thelocal officials, the mayors and chiefs.
Those who shared money, food and supplies, those who prayed for an ending to this situation.All rose to the occasion.
Two thousand years ago, a public official named Caesar Augustus issued a decree that all peopleneeded to be accounted for. It affected the entire Roman world. Everyone needed to beregistered.
Many people were on the move, with primitive travel arrangements, not knowing how long thiswould take.
I'm sure for some young women, this circumstance had an added dimension of uncertainty.Like being in the late stages of pregnancy.
For one of these young women, the time came to have her baby, her first. Not in a local hospitalalong the way, not even in a clean, comfortable Holiday Inn, but in a stable, with precious fewamenities.
Her only assistant, a most likely very, very nervous husband, with perhaps some curiousanimals looking on.
She didn't have much for supplies either. All she had were a few strips of cloth to wrap him in.And all she could lay him in was not a cradle made by her carpenter husband, but just asimple, dirty manger.
Crude surroundings for a King. His first visitors – an adoring group in from the fields smellingstrongly of sheep. They were alerted by a type of atmospheric media unlike any we couldimagine.
All rose to the occasion.
This Christmas, we celebrate the arrival of that very special baby boy. The "Divinest Heart thatever walked the earth was born on that day" as it has been said.
His name is Jesus, the essence of hope and peace and the ultimate example of self-sacrificefor love.
So from me and my wife Tami, and our family, and on behalf of my colleagues in theGovernment of Saskatchewan: "May you have the gladness of Christmas which is hope; thespirit of Christmas which is peace; and the heart of Christmas which is love."
And may you spread joy to others who need it most. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!