I have a love-hate feeling with 8 o'clock classes的译文I have a love-hate feeling with 8 o'clock classes. I like to get started that early, but most students don't. They usually came in late and looked sleepy at that hour. One day I was really a

I have a love-hate feeling with 8 o'clock classes的译文I have a love-hate feeling with 8 o'clock classes. I like to get started that early, but most students don't. They usually came in late and looked sleepy at that hour. One day I was really a
I have a love-hate feeling with 8 o'clock classes的译文
I have a love-hate feeling with 8 o'clock classes. I like to get started that early, but most students don't. They usually came in late and looked sleepy at that hour.
One day I was really angry at it. I was excited about the history lesson, but no one else seemed to be. I wrote things on the blackboard. I moved around the room. I told stories. I tried humor(幽默). It was useless. Their looks didn’t seem to change. I was frustrated.
I forgot to keep time. I was going to talk more when I looked down at my watch. It was already two minutes past the end of class. So I just ended suddenly and soon the students began to pick up their book bags and rushed out the door on their way to another class.
While I was watching them leaving, I put away my own books, notes and papers. I took them up and stepped out into the hall. I was tired and a bit sad. I had put everything I knew into that class and it had not seemed to work. Then, as I started across the hall to my nearby office, a student came out the back door of the classroom and caught up with me.
Randy sat at the back of the classroom. I thought he wanted to ask why I didn't correct their exam papers or maybe he wanted to ask for leave or… It was none of that. With his eyes sparkling（闪烁）, Randy said, “This is the first time I've not wanted a college class to end.”
The tiredness lifted. I had done better than I thought. I don’t know if Randy will ever understand how much he did for me that day.

I have a love-hate feeling with 8 o'clock classes的译文I have a love-hate feeling with 8 o'clock classes. I like to get started that early, but most students don't. They usually came in late and looked sleepy at that hour. One day I was really a
我有一个爱又恨的8点了的感觉.我想开始的早,但大多数学生没有.他们大多是在后期,并期待在那个时刻昏昏欲睡.
有一天,我真的是愤怒.我感到非常兴奋的历史课,但没有其他人似乎是.我写在黑板上的东西.我曾在房间里.我告诉故事.我试图幽默（幽默）.这是无用的.他们看起来似乎没有改变.我很沮丧.
我忘了保存时间.我要谈的时候,再低头看着我的手表.这已是过去的两个类的结束分钟.因此,我突然刚刚结束不久的学生开始拿起书包,并冲出途中到其他班的大门.
当我看着他们离开,我提出了我自己的书籍,笔记和文件.我请他们起来,步入大厅.我累了,有些难过.我已经把我知道的一切将是一流的,并没有似乎工作.然后,我在大厅附近开始我的办公室,学生走出教室的后门追上我.
兰迪坐在了教室的后面.我以为他要问我为什么不正确的试题还是他想请假或...它认为,没有.在他眼里闪着光（闪烁）,兰迪说：“这是我第一次不想要一个大专班结束.”
在解除疲劳.我做了比我想象的要好.我不知道兰迪都不会知道他是多么为我所做的这一天.

爱恨交加的8点钟课
我对8点钟的课有一种爱恨交加的感觉。我喜欢一天从早8点开始，但我的学生们不，他们通常迟到并且那时看起来像没有睡足的样子。
有一天，我真的对这个现象生气了。我很兴奋地上我的历史课，但这些学生却一点不兴奋。我在黑板写，在课堂里走动，我述说故事，我尽量幽默。。。但这些都无济于事。他们看起来没一点反应，我对此感到很失落。
我上课上得忘记了...

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爱恨交加的8点钟课
我对8点钟的课有一种爱恨交加的感觉。我喜欢一天从早8点开始，但我的学生们不，他们通常迟到并且那时看起来像没有睡足的样子。
有一天，我真的对这个现象生气了。我很兴奋地上我的历史课，但这些学生却一点不兴奋。我在黑板写，在课堂里走动，我述说故事，我尽量幽默。。。但这些都无济于事。他们看起来没一点反应，我对此感到很失落。
我上课上得忘记了时间，当我还准备继续的时候低头看下了手表，已经超过下课时间两分钟了。因此，我立马停止并宣布下课。学生们开始迅速的收拾他们的书包并冲出门去赶往他们的其它课堂。
我一边目送他们离开，一边收拾我自己的书、讲义及稿纸。收拾停当后我走出教室进了大厅。我感觉有些累并且有一点伤感。为了这堂课我使尽了浑身解数，但是看起来并没有什么效果。当我正准备穿过大厅到我附近的办公室去的时候，一个学生从教室后门出来并且叫住我。
Randy坐在教室后面。我想他会问我为什么不讲解他们的考试试卷或者可能他想请假还或者。。。但都不是。Randy扑闪着他的眼睛说：“这是我第一次不想结束的大学课”。
疲惫立即消失了。呵呵。。。。我做得比我所想的要好。我不知道Randy是否明白那天他给了我莫大的满足和幸福。

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我有一个爱又恨的8点了的感觉。我想开始的早，但大多数学生没有。他们大多是在后期，并期待在那个时刻昏昏欲睡。
   有一天，我真的是愤怒。我感到非常兴奋的历史课，但没有其他人似乎是。我写在黑板上的东西。我曾在房间里。我告诉故事。我试图幽默（幽默）。这是无用的。他们看起来似乎没有改变。我很沮丧。
   我忘了保存时间。我要谈的...

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我有一个爱又恨的8点了的感觉。我想开始的早，但大多数学生没有。他们大多是在后期，并期待在那个时刻昏昏欲睡。
   有一天，我真的是愤怒。我感到非常兴奋的历史课，但没有其他人似乎是。我写在黑板上的东西。我曾在房间里。我告诉故事。我试图幽默（幽默）。这是无用的。他们看起来似乎没有改变。我很沮丧。
   我忘了保存时间。我要谈的时候，再低头看着我的手表。这已是过去的两个类的结束分钟。因此，我突然刚刚结束不久的学生开始拿起书包，并冲出途中到其他班的大门。
当我看着他们离开，我提出了我自己的书籍，笔记和文件。我请他们起来，步入大厅。我累了，有些难过。我已经把我知道的一切将是一流的，并没有似乎工作。然后，我在大厅附近开始我的办公室，学生走出教室的后门追上我。
   兰迪坐在了教室的后面。我以为他要问我为什么不正确的试题还是他想请假或...它认为，没有。在他眼里闪着光（闪烁），兰迪说：“这是我第一次不想要一个大专班结束。”
   在解除疲劳。我做了比我想象的要好。我不知道兰迪都不会知道他是多么为我所做的这一天。  

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