The stupid author is now in his second semester of work as a substitute teacher in a primary school. Although I don't know what will happen in the future, I want to leave a memory.
Every day at school I would be so angry with the children that I would jump to my feet, sometimes I would be warmed by their actions, and sometimes I would feel sad for a certain child's words.
Sometimes things between teachers are also recorded.
It can also be called "daily work notes".
A lot of things happened later, and I was too lazy to record them on the Internet. I really like those kids, thank you for meeting them.
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