I am anxious to write a speech at the beginning of the first semester of the new semester!!

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Wow: Which school are you?

Parent-Teacher Conference Speech.

Opening remarks. A. Dear leaders and teachers.

B Dear Fathers and Mothers!

A: First of all, on behalf of all the students of Year 7 and Class 9, I would like to welcome all parents.

B. Thank you for your support.

Welcome to Galaxy Middle School.

A: We are the future of our motherland.

B We are your hope.

A For the sake of our growth, our parents worked hard and loved the sea.

B For our growth, the teacher is selfless and dedicated, and the grace is higher than the sky!

A: With your meticulous care.

B: With your careful training.

Only then can we have our healthy growth! The 7th grade 9 Parent Symposium is now open.

The head teacher of the first class made a speech.

A: There is a person whose eyes are so kind and his smile is so warm.

B There is a person whose expectations are so sincere and whose encouragement is so powerful.

A He sows the sunshine of love in our hearts.

B He nourishes the rain and dew of love on the field of our hearts.

A: He is our amiable and respectable class teacher.

B: Next, I would like to invite the class teacher to speak, everyone is welcome!

Looking back, looking back at the journey of life that I have traveled, there is no one who has influenced me more than my teacher. They gave me meticulous care, forgetting to sleep and eat every day just to cultivate seedlings one by one, and become the pillars of the country when they grow up. Their love is noble in my heart.

The teachers in the elementary school are there to help us move forward. From sitting, saluting, crossing the street to sweeping the floor and cleaning the windows, they all teach us patiently. It is the teacher's responsibility to take care of the weak students in front of them.

I still remember Ms. Zhang, who accompanied us through countless years in primary school life, and she had a profound influence on my life. She told us where the ups and downs were, and told us not to give up after falling, but to look forward. In the sun, she told us how to hide from the wind and rain. But she couldn't bear to see our frustrations and scars, so she tried her best to avoid being hurt by her own edges and corners, so as to frame for us what to do and think about how to be a good student.

I still remember the little red five-pointed stars on the homework book (it takes 100 points to cover); Read the "Code of Conduct for Primary School Students" every afternoon

Childhood is a bright sunshine, and primary school teachers are the sun of sunshine, illuminating us with a simple love, a sincere love. Our secondary school teachers are our companions through thick and thin. With the passage of time, we grow up day by day, and our thoughts gradually mature, and we begin to understand the truth of growth, the right and wrong ways to do things, and at the same time, we also have the troubles of youth and the helplessness of being a man.

However, the middle school teacher has dashingly discarded the ancient adage of "the teacher is respected" and has become a guide for us as both teachers and friends. They no longer look at "well-behaved" and "not well-behaved", but with profound knowledge, flexible teaching, constant enthusiasm and tenacious perseverance, they guide me through mathematical formulas, ancient and modern poems, acids and alkalis, English Sometimes I forget to sleep and eat for a difficult problem, a problem, or even an unfamiliar word, or I stay up all night to make a teaching software for tomorrow's class. They also have their own lives and families, but they hide the guilt of neglecting their parents, wives and children, and the tiredness in their hearts, and they give us a bright smile every day.

Youth is a mountain telling the vast sea, and the middle school teacher is a ferry in the sea, passing through the storm, just to escort us to the other side, but only the sea knows what is paid.

From primary school to middle school, every love from teachers at different levels and styles, like the warmth of spring and March, the dawn before dawn, holds our hands, pats our shoulders, and moves forward according to our path.

How do you repay your kindness?

Let me say, "Teacher, you are my idol forever."

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