上课说话自我反思英语作文100字7年级
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篇1
    Talking Too Much in Class: A Lesson Learned
    I have to admit, I used to be one of those kids who just couldn't keep their mouth shut during class. I was constantly blurting things out, asking random questions that had nothing to do with what we were learning, and chatting with my friends about the latest video game or cool sneakers. Basically, I was a huge distraction and disruption to the classroom.
    My teachers were constantly calling me out and telling me to be quiet. "Sarah, please stop talking and pay attention!" "Sarah, you're interrupting again." "Sarah, do I need to move your seat?" I felt like I was always being singled out and criticized. At the time, I thought the teachers were being mean and unfair. I just had a lot of thoughts bouncing around in my head that I couldn't contain!
篇2
    Talking in Class: A Self-Reflection
    I've always been a talkative kid. My parents joke that I came out of the womb chattering away. In the early years of elementary school, the teachers seemed to appreciate my outgoing personality and enthusiastic participation. "Susie has such a bright smile and loves to share her thoughts," they'd write on my report cards.
    But sometime around 4th or 5th grade, the tone started to shift. Suddenly my talking was less "enthusiastic" and more "disruptive." I started getting in trouble for blurting out comments without raising my hand. My friends and I would get
篇3
    Speaking Up in Class: A Reflection
    You know that feeling when the teacher asks a question and your hand shoots up automsort of up to造句
atically because you're just so excited to share what you know? Yeah, me neither. At least, not usually. Raising my hand to speak up in class has always been really difficult for me. I get all nervous and sweaty, my heart starts racing, and my mind goes blank. It's like my brain freezes up and all the words I want to say get stuck somewhere between my head and my mouth.
    I'm not really sure why I get so anxious about speaking in class. I don't think I'm scared of being wrong necessarily. The teachers have made it pretty clear that it's okay to make mistakes - that's how we learn. And my classmates aren't judging me either. We're all in this together, just trying to understand the lessons. Maybe I'm worried about sounding dumb or saying something silly by accident. Or maybe it's just because I'm a shy person in general. Whatever the reason, speaking up is hard!
    The weird thing is, I almost always know the answers when I'm sitting quietly at my desk. The information is right there in my brain. But as soon as I try to vocalize it, everything gets jumbled. My thoughts start racing and I second-guess myself. I'll start a sentence confidentl
y, then trail off uncertainly halfway through. Or I'll raise my hand decisively, only to instantly regret it and sink down in my seat hoping the teacher doesn't call on me. It's an endless cycle of wanting to participate but being too afraid to actually do it.
    I know this is something I need to work on though. Classroom discussions are such an important part of learning. Sure, listening to the teacher's lessons is crucial. But being able to ask questions, share ideas, and engage in debates is what really helps cement those concepts in your mind. The more perspectives you hear, the deeper your own understanding becomes. Experimenting with putting thoughts into words and explaining your reasoning out loud has so much value. It's practicepracticing a critical skill that will benefit me for the rest of my life, no matter what career I end up pursuing.
    So this year, I've decided to make speaking up in class one of my main goals. It's going to take a lot of effort and perseverance to break ingrained habits. But I'm determined to push through the nervousness and get more comfortable with voicing my thoughts.
    I've started trying some different strategies to ease into it. Sometimes I'll write down my a
nswer or comment in my notebook first, which helps solidify my thinking before raising my hand. Other times, I'll rehearse what I plan to say in my head a few times until the words feel familiar. Breaking the ice by asking a simplequestion I'm confident about has also helped diminish those first shocking waves of anxiety.
    Baby steps have been key. Instead of forcing myself to speak up multiple times every single class, I aim for at least once or twice a week to start. Putting that kind of intense pressure on myself backfires and makes me seize up even more. But setting a realistic, manageable goal helps me steadily push my boundaries.
    On the days when I do work up the courage to unmute myself or raise my hand, it's a rush of adrenaline. My heart pounds and my palms get clammy as I wait to be called on. But there's also a sense of pride and accomplishment, knowing I'm doing something that's difficult for me. When the words finally do tumble out, even if they come out a bit stammered orjumbled, it feels like a victory.