My teacher is called “The Big Rooster”.

If you sneak by our classroom, don’t be startled by that loud noise—it’s not a rooster running out of the zoo crowing, but our teacher, Mr. Dafei, giving a lesson! He has a powerful voice and an imposing presence, just like a majestic “big rooster”.

Mr. Dafei has a pair of sharp, dark eyes and a nose that’s straight and pointed, similar to a rooster’s slightly curved beak. His hair is thick and black, like a dense little forest; perhaps because he doesn’t groom it often, the middle part of his hair always sticks out in tousled clumps, swaying as he walks, just like a rooster’s comb. He carries himself with confidence, and he loves wearing checkered shirts with neatly tied ties, looking both stylish and serious. Don’t let his appearance fool you—he’s actually the nicest “chicken captain” in our hearts.
His lessons are like a performance of a rooster crowing. He appears at the podium on time every day, and as soon as he starts speaking, the whole classroom comes alive. When he reads the text aloud, the loud parts sound like a rooster crowing; the emotional parts are like a fatherly admonition to his students; the quick parts are like a warning to the class; the slow parts are like a rooster strolling around in its yard looking for food. When teaching us to write essays about animals, he even imitates the rooster’s demeanor and calls. His posture is full of pride, his voice is clear and loud (“wo-wo”), and his gestures seem to make him want to fly into the sky. At the end of the lesson, he plays a game called “Eagle Catches Chicks” to help us learn how to use personification to describe animals’ feelings. That time, I played the role of the mother hen protecting her chicks; I listened attentively and had a lot of fun.
Although he always behaves like a big rooster, he has a pair of eyes that are sharp as an eagle’s. Once, some students were secretly playing with erasers below, and Mr. Dafei suddenly pounced on them as if he’d spotted a bug in the grass: “Stop playing!” His voice was so loud that it made the glass vibrate, and the dust from the ceiling seemed to fall down in fright. We quickly covered our ears, afraid our eardrums would be damaged!
He’s also very good at catching mistakes in our writing. Once I wrote “bird” as “owl”; he picked it out as carefully as he would a bug and pointed to my notebook, saying, “This ‘bird’ is as beautiful as a big rooster—how could you forget its eyes and call it ‘owl’?” He then blinked, making the whole class burst into laughter. Since then, we’ve remembered to focus on our homework and not be distracted.
Mr. Dafei is like an tireless “big rooster,” waking our minds with his loud crowing every day, leading us, the “chickens,” across the grasslands of knowledge and through the fields of wisdom. We love this special “big rooster” and every exciting Chinese language lesson he brings to us.