How children feel about being parents for a day.

Children are the witnesses of their parents for a day, and their growth is inseparable from their parents' company. In order to grow up with children, they also need to create a beautiful growth environment. How does it feel for a child to be a parent-teacher conference at home all day? Let's take a look at their testimony as parents for a day.

One day's testimony of children's parenthood 1 one day's parenthood.

I think everyone should try to be a parent for a day! I also tried the taste of being a parent for a day. It turns out that being a parent is very hard.

During the winter vacation, one day, my mother and sister were not at home, and only my father and I were left at home. Dad is sleeping in the room, and I am doing my homework in the room until half past nine. When I came out of the room, I thought it was just me and my father at home. Let me be a parent for a day. Anyway, there is also this item in the homework. After that, I picked up the broom to sweep the floor. Sweep the hall, sweep the kitchen, sweep the dining room, and then sweep the room and corridor. It's already eleven o'clock after sweeping the floor. I thought it was eleven o'clock, and there were still forty minutes to cook. I can watch TV for a while. Time to cook. Although I was reluctant to leave the TV, I went to prepare cooking materials.

I started cooking. Usually, mom's cooking seems very simple, but it's a bit difficult to do it alone. First, I washed the rice, added some water, then added some bacon and turned on the power. Continue to make soup. Because the soup was made last night, just turn on the switch. You can cook vegetables while cooking soup. When the vegetables are cooked, rice and soup will be fine. Just another meal.

It turns out that everyone will try and keep trying in the process of trying. Even if you fail, you can keep trying, and you will succeed if you keep trying. Many scientists have also made successful attempts.

I enjoyed my parents' care every day when I was at school, and I want to do something for my family today to reduce my mother's burden.

After breakfast, my parents went to work, and I also started my secret action-doing housework. I know from my mother's appearance. First of all, I washed the dishcloth, squatted on the ground and wiped the floor bit by bit. Before I cleaned the room, I was sweating and panting. Thinking that my mother has to do these chores every day, I finally realized my mother's hard work today. I went to the bathroom to wash my face and continue to wipe. Persistence is victory! After about an hour, I finally wiped the floor of every room. The floor is so bright that I am too tired to get up on the sofa. But the floor of the audience is shining, and I am very happy.

After a short rest, I saw that it was almost ten o'clock, and I started my second secret operation-helping my mother cook.

I scooped some rice from the rice bucket and put it in the basin. Then I learned from my mother's way of washing rice, rubbing rice repeatedly with my hands in the water, and when the washed water became clean, I put the rice in the pressure cooker, filled it with water (my mother once told me that the water level should not exceed my hands), covered it, opened the valve of the liquefier and started cooking. After about twenty minutes, the pressure valve of the pressure cooker began to beat. I smell the smell of rice, and the rice is finally cooked! I'm even a little excited. I quickly turned off the liquefied steam valve and sat on the sofa waiting for my mother to get off work.

After a while, my mother came back and saw the clean floor when she entered the door. She said in surprise, "Hey, why is the floor so bright today?" "I wiped it!" I jumped off the sofa and couldn't wait to show the fruits of my labor. "Mom, come to the kitchen and have a look. There are still surprises. " Then I dragged my mother into the kitchen. "Look, I've even cooked the meal." I proudly took off the pressure valve, lifted the lid and said, "Mom, try my craft." Say, take chopsticks to put a little rice in my mother's mouth. "Hey, the rice is a little raw. You seem a little light. " I tasted it, and it was really hard. My mother told me that it would take ten minutes to put out the fire after the pressure valve jumped. Oh, I see!

Although today's rice is not as delicious as my mother's, I always see a smile on my parents' faces when I eat. My father told me that this was the best rice he had ever eaten, and my mother nodded in agreement. Their approving eyes inspired me. I think I will continue to work hard and let them eat really delicious and fragrant rice next time.

Today, when I came home from school, I didn't see my parents as usual, because there was no light at home, which was abnormal, because someone was at home every time I went home.

Even if no one would tell me in advance, I thought I missed the news, but I looked through the information in my mobile phone again, but I still didn't.

So I opened my address book and wanted to call my mother and ask her why she hasn't come home yet, but before I could call out, a phone call came in. It's my mother. I'll answer it quickly.

"Mom, why aren't you at home, my dad? Little sister is not at home, where have you been? " I asked a series of questions and didn't even notice the abnormal silence of my mother on the other end of the phone.

When I stopped to wait for her answer, she said slowly, "Xiaoyi, your grandmother is sick. I took care of her in the hospital, and your father is there. I sent your sister to your second aunt's house. Are you at home now?

"I left in a hurry and didn't cook for you. You can only eat tonight, or I'll give you some money and you can go out to eat, but remember not to eat too spicy. "

As soon as I heard that my grandmother was ill, I quickly said, "Why is my grandmother sick? Is it serious? I'm leaving, mom. Which hospital are you in now? "

I put on the shoes I just took off and was about to go out, but my mother stopped me before going out: "You don't have to come over today, come back on the weekend, don't worry, it's not a serious illness."

I didn't recover until I heard that it was nothing serious. I know they are focusing on my study now, so I have to say, "well, I'll go to the hospital to see my grandmother after a break."

After a few words, my mother hung up. I didn't notice my mother's abnormal mood at that time. I just think my grandmother is sick and she is a little worried.

My grandfather died when I was in primary school. At that time, I just began to remember something, but I remembered it clearly when he died.

Because my mother was very depressed at that time, although she didn't show it in front of me, I could always see her sitting on the sofa crying secretly.

Once my father saw me, carefully pulled me aside, and then squatted down and said to me seriously, "However, don't ask my mother when I see her crying these days, or she will be more sad, you know?"

"I see." I answered in a low voice, and then I asked, "Why does mother always cry?" At that time, I only understood one thing, that is: I cried because I couldn't get what I wanted.

My father paused, and then answered me in a low voice: "Because my mother has no father, I am very sad. Think about it, if you can't find me in the future, will you be sad? "

My eyes filled with tears at the thought of not finding my father, but fortunately my father stopped.

Since my parents took care of my grandmother in the hospital, I have been at home alone, and my little sister is at my second aunt's house. She has always been loved, don't worry about her.

But I didn't expect to meet my grandmother before I took a break, and it was the last time. She said she wanted to meet my grandson.

I was in class when I received the news, so I immediately asked the class teacher for leave and took a taxi to the hospital. When I arrived at the hospital, the ward was crowded with people.

I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart, so I went into the ward and saw my grandmother lying in bed dying. When my grandmother saw me, she trembled and raised her hand to touch my head.

So I quickly lowered my head and let her touch me. The moment I looked down, tears welled up in my eyes. I already know that this may be the last time grandma touches my head.

"Great, great." Grandma murmured, but I could feel the strength of my hand getting weaker and weaker until it slipped off my head and I heard sobbing in the ward. I didn't look up because I was afraid to see grandma close her eyes.

But sometimes, some things cannot be forced, just like a mother without a mother.

I took a week off to stay at home with my parents to deal with grandma's funeral. Perhaps it came too suddenly, and the blow to my mother never dissipated.

So recently, I have seen my mother in a daze. My grandparents love my mother the most, so there is no one who loves my mother the most in the world.

Grandparents also love me very much, so in order to help my mother ease her mood, I made a slightly absurd decision to let my mother go back to childhood and do whatever she wants for a week from that day on.

And I will act as a parent, simply changing roles and experiencing life, but in fact I still underestimate my responsibilities and obligations as a parent.

So on the fifth day of gnashing my teeth, my mother came to interrupt with a smile. I can see that my mother had eliminated a lot of sad emotions at that time, and I also realized the hard work of being a parent.

So, spend more time with your parents while you still have a chance. Even if you are busy at work, take time to make a phone call. They may not care what you said, what they care about is whether you said it or not.

One-day testimony of children as parents 3 testimony of children and parents after exchanging identities.

After getting up for dinner in the morning, I will have an online class. For children, reciting is as simple as that. I can recite it after reading it three times. I will watch it for a long time, but I will still watch and read. I envy my child's memory! I gave her one, and she recited three more happily, and asked me if I was "mom". After writing new words, she had to practice oral arithmetic. At this time, she was unhappy, sighed and said to herself, "Why do you write so much?" It's not easy for children, and I know that children are very tired now. If you hear that any child is good at his homework, there must be a lot of extra-curricular content to learn besides online classes at school every day. Children are really difficult!

She also gave me a question, and I told her I couldn't do it. What should I do? She patiently explained to me, quite like a teacher!

After research, our "mother" decided that the next activity was to have fun and make handicrafts. At first, we had a good time. Finally, we had an argument when sorting out toys. I asked her "mother" to pick up the toys and books that my "child" had left everywhere, and she quit. Finally, she drew a picture of "boring to death" for me! The pouting villain in the painting also made me almost laugh. The child is naive, and his emotions are all on his face. At this time, I told her that I usually help her pack her toys and books. Now that you have grown up, you should know to pack your things and help adults. She listened carefully to what I said, picked up the toys one by one and put the books left on the ground in the bookcase.

In this short half-day time, there was laughter and irritability. Empathy realizes that it is not easy for children to learn. Be patient with children, don't lose your temper, and pay attention to the ways and means to treat and solve the problems that children have. As for children, I also appreciate the hard work of parents and help them do something within their power every day. Children are young trees in spring, just sprouting, and we should water them carefully like teachers, so that they can thrive and become the pillars of the motherland!