It was her laughing that drew my attention. Note taking really wasn’t all that funny.
Walking over to the offender (someone that does something wrong), I asked for the   36 . Frozen, she refused to give it to me. I waited, all attention in the classroom on the quiet   37  between teacher and student. When she finally   38  it over she whispered, “Okay, but I didn’t draw it.”
It was a hand-drawn   39  of me, teeth blackened and the words “I’m stupid” coming out of my mouth.
I managed to fold it up calmly. My mind,   40 , was working angrily as I struggled not to   41 . I figured I knew the two students who were most likely to draw the picture. It would do them some   42  to teach them a lesson, and maybe it was high time that I did it!
Thankfully, I was able to keep myself   43 .
When there were about six minutes remaining, I showed the class the picture. They were all silent as I told them how   44 this was for me. I told them there must be a reason   45  and now was their chance to write down anything they needed to tell me. Then I let them write silently while I sniffled(抽鼻子) in the back of the classroom.
As I   46  the notes later, many of them said something like, “I’ve got nothing against you,” or “I’m sorry you were hurt.” A number of them said, “You give us too much homework.” Some kids said, “We’re   47  of you.” But two notes, from the girls who I   48   were behind the picture, had a list of issues. I was too   49  , too strict…
Reading those notes, I realized that over the course of this year, instead of   50 my students, I had begun commanding them to   51 . Where I thought I was driving them to success I was   52  driving them away.
I had some apologizing to do. But the next day in the classroom, one boy and one girl each handed me a card. The one   53  by all the boys expressed sincere regret for the ugly joke. The one from the girls asked for   54 .
This was a lesson for both the kids and me. Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the   55 . 

It was her laughing that drew my attention. Note taking really wasn’t all that funny.

Walking over to the offender (someone that does something wrong), I asked for the   36 . Frozen, she refused to give it to me. I waited, all attention in the classroom on the quiet   37  between teacher and student. When she finally   38  it over she whispered, “Okay, but I didn’t draw it.”

It was a hand-drawn   39  of me, teeth blackened and the words “I’m stupid” coming out of my mouth.

I managed to fold it up calmly. My mind,   40 , was working angrily as I struggled not to   41 . I figured I knew the two students who were most likely to draw the picture. It would do them some   42  to teach them a lesson, and maybe it was high time that I did it!

Thankfully, I was able to keep myself   43 .

When there were about six minutes remaining, I showed the class the picture. They were all silent as I told them how   44 this was for me. I told them there must be a reason   45  and now was their chance to write down anything they needed to tell me. Then I let them write silently while I sniffled(抽鼻子) in the back of the classroom.

As I   46  the notes later, many of them said something like, “I’ve got nothing against you,” or “I’m sorry you were hurt.” A number of them said, “You give us too much homework.” Some kids said, “We’re   47  of you.” But two notes, from the girls who I   48   were behind the picture, had a list of issues. I was too   49  , too strict…

Reading those notes, I realized that over the course of this year, instead of   50 my students, I had begun commanding them to   51 . Where I thought I was driving them to success I was   52  driving them away.

I had some apologizing to do. But the next day in the classroom, one boy and one girl each handed me a card. The one   53  by all the boys expressed sincere regret for the ugly joke. The one from the girls asked for   54 .

This was a lesson for both the kids and me. Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the   55 . 

 It was her giggling that drew my attention. Note taking really wasn’t all that funny.

   Walking over the offender, I asked for the __1__. Frozen, she refused to give it to me. I waited, all attention in the classroom on the quiet __2 __between teacher and student. When she finally handed it over she whispered, “Okay, but I didn’t draw it.”

    It was a hand-drawn picture of me, teeth blackened and the words “I’m stupid” coming out of my mouth. I managed to __3__ it up calmly. My mind, however, was working angrily as I struggled not to cry. I figured I knew the two most_  4 _candidates for drawing the picture. It would do them some __5 _ to teach them a lesson, and maybe it was high time that I did it!

    ___6___, I was able to keep myself controlled.

    When there were about six minutes remaining, I showed the class the picture. They were all silent as I told them how ___7 _ this was for me. I told them there must be a reason behind and now was their chance to write down anything they need to tell me. Then I let them write silently while I sniffed in the back of the classroom.

    As I read the notes later, many of them said something like, “I’ve got nothing against you, ” or “We’re __8_ of you.” But two notes, from the girls who I __9 __ were behind the picture, had a list of issues. I was too mean, too strict…

    Reading those notes, I realize that over the course of this year, instead of _10_ my students, I had begun commanding them to _ 11_ .Where I thought I was driving them to success I was __12__driving them away.

    I had some apologizing to do. But the next day in the classroom, one boy and one girl each handed me a card. The one ___13__ by all the boys expressed sincere regret for the ugly joke. The one from the girls ask for __14____.

    This was a lesson for both the kids and me. Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the __15_ .

It was her giggling (咯咯笑) that drew my attention. Note taking really wasn’t all that funny.
Walking over to the offender (肇事者), I asked for the   36 . Frozen, she refused to give it to me. I waited, all attention in the classroom on the quiet   37  between a teacher and a student. When she finally   38  it over she whispered, “Okay, but I didn’t draw it.” It was a hand-drawn   39  of me, teeth blackened and the words “I’m stupid” coming out of my mouth.
I managed to fold it up calmly. My mind,   40  , was working angrily as I struggled not to   41 . I figured I knew the two most likely students who drew the picture. It would do them some   42  to teach them a lesson, and maybe it was high time that I did it.
Thankfully, I was able to keep myself   43 .
When there were about six minutes remaining, I showed the class the picture. They were all silent as I told them how   44  this was for me. I told them there must be a reason   45    and now was their chance to write down anything they needed to tell me. Then I let them write silently while I was seated in the back of the classroom, with tears in my eyes.
As I   46  the notes later, many of them said something like, “I’ve got nothing   47  you.” or “I’m sorry you were hurt.” Some kids said, “We’re afraid of you.” But two notes, from the girls who I   48  drew the picture, had a list of issues. I was too   49 , too strict…
Reading those notes, I realized that over the course of this year, instead of   50  my students, I had begun commanding them to   51 . Where I thought I was driving them to success I was   52  driving them away. I had some apology to make. But the next day in the classroom, one boy and one girl each handed me a card. The one   53  by all the boys expressed sincere regret for the ugly joke. The one from the girls asked for   54 .
This was a lesson for both the kids and me. Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the   55 .

It was her giggling (咯咯笑) that drew my attention. Note taking really wasn’t all that funny.

Walking over to the offender (肇事者), I asked for the   36  . Frozen, she refused to give it to me. I waited, all attention in the classroom on the quiet   37   between a teacher and a student. When she finally   38   it over she whispered, “Okay, but I didn’t draw it.” It was a hand-drawn   39   of me, teeth blackened and the words “I’m stupid” coming out of my mouth.

    I managed to fold it up calmly. My mind,   40   , was working angrily as I struggled not to   41  . I figured I knew the two most likely students who drew the picture. It would do them some   42   to teach them a lesson, and maybe it was high time that I did it.

Thankfully, I was able to keep myself   43  .

    When there were about six minutes remaining, I showed the class the picture. They were all silent as I told them how   44   this was for me. I told them there must be a reason   45     and now was their chance to write down anything they needed to tell me. Then I let them write silently while I was seated in the back of the classroom, with tears in my eyes.

    As I   46   the notes later, many of them said something like, “I’ve got nothing   47   you.” or “I’m sorry you were hurt.” Some kids said, “We’re afraid of you.” But two notes, from the girls who I   48   drew the picture, had a list of issues. I was too   49  , too strict…

Reading those notes, I realized that over the course of this year, instead of   50   my students, I had begun commanding them to   51  . Where I thought I was driving them to success I was   52   driving them away. I had some apology to make. But the next day in the classroom, one boy and one girl each handed me a card. The one   53   by all the boys expressed sincere regret for the ugly joke. The one from the girls asked for   54  .

This was a lesson for both the kids and me. Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the   55  .