卖火柴的小女孩演讲稿 篇1
今天，我再次读完《卖火柴的小女孩》这篇童话，我的心一下子沉了下去。不知不觉，我已泪流满面，成了泪人儿，苦涩的泪水不断地往外涌，往外涌……
这是一个多么催人落泪的故事啊!我仿佛看见一个赤着脚又冷又饿的小女孩给在我面前，她的脚冷得通红，手里拿着几盒火柴，在街上吆喝。她多可怜啊!她的爸爸想要几个便士，就把小女孩叫出来卖火柴，否则就不许让她回家。小女孩拿着几盒火柴，在鹅毛大雪的冬天里叫卖。她多么希望有人来买几根火柴，这样，她就能回家暖暖身子了。可她连一根火柴也没卖出去，只能在冰冷的雪地上艰难地往前走。我想：难道她爸爸妈妈就不能奉献一些爱给她吗?难道她留在世界上就只要卖火柴吗?啊!世界太不公平了，一个可怜的小女孩，一个比我还小的小女孩啊!难道你就要受尽这种折磨吗?你充满神奇的幻想，你应该有幸福温暖的家庭，你应该有浪漫的童年，应该去上学，去游戏，应该有粉红的帽子，有鹅黄的皮袄，枣红的手套，洁白的运动鞋……然而你没有!那个有圣诞的国家不给你一切，你只能拥有饥饿，寒冷，痛苦和不幸，你只能带着幻想，带着幻想饥寒交迫早早地……
我也只是个卖火柴的`小姑娘，可我有个幸福温暖的家庭，有浪漫的童年，我去上学，去游戏，我有粉红的帽子，鹅黄皮袄，枣红的手套，洁白的运动鞋……
读完《卖火柴的小女孩》这篇童话故事，从你那悲惨的命运中深深地记住一个启发：我生在祖国的怀下，生在老师同学的怀下，生在爸爸妈妈的怀下，我的幸福，可你却是那种悲惨的命运。所以，我要“孜孜不倦，勤奋学习”。把祖国的未来点缀得更加美丽富饶!
卖火柴的小女孩演讲稿 篇2
砰——叭!砰——叭!爆竹声，震耳欲聋。今夜的天空多么美丽;绿的、红的、黄的焰火在空中飞舞着;远处不时泛出一道道红光，因为今天是除夕!但美丽的夜晚和伙伴们的欢声笑语及爆竹的轰鸣，都没有使我从悲伤中摆脱出来，因为那本《卖火柴的小女孩》吸引了我。即使是在欢乐的气氛中，我的泪水还在止不住地往下流。
我仿佛看见一个光着头、赤着脚的小女孩展现在我的面前，那又冷又可怜的样子使我心如刀绞;我仿佛听到小女孩叫卖火柴的声音。
小女孩现在很渴望和她的奶奶在一起，过了一会儿，她的奶奶就把她带走了，带到那没有寒冷，没有饥饿的地方去了。我想：要是小女孩来到了我们这个温暖的大家庭里，我们会欢迎你。
这时，一阵猛烈的爆竹声打断了我的思绪。我就仿佛看到小女孩和她的奶奶在红红绿绿的焰火中站着，幸福地微笑着。
卖火柴的小女孩演讲稿 篇3
今天，我读了《卖火柴的小女孩》这篇文章，深深地感动着我的心，那精彩的故事内容时刻的告诉我：我多么幸福!
这篇文章记述了一个卖火柴的小女孩，在寒冷的除夕之夜里卖火柴的悲惨故事。虽然天气冷的可怕，还下起了鹅毛大雪，但这个小女孩却薄衣赤脚地在地上坐着，她哀求着，希望有人能买她的火柴。她点燃了火柴，幻想着她和外婆幸福的时刻，最后冻死在街头。表现了一个追求温暖、追求光明的小女孩。
当我读到“小女孩只好赤着脚走，一双小脚被冻的青一块紫一块的。”我惊呆了：下着雪，光着脚走路，在屋檐下，她的手里就拿了几根光秃秃的火柴梗，在寒风中抽噎着，苦苦哀求着。这一切仿佛就在眼前，我的泪水模糊了双眼……这使我想起了一件事：记得有一次放学，天突然乌云密布，下起了倾盆大雨。我没带雨伞。突然茫茫雨雾中，出现了一个熟悉的身影——是妈妈。妈妈给我送伞来了。一路上妈妈问寒问暖，问东问西。我对妈妈的话并不在意，反而对大人的“啰嗦”很不耐烦。现在我才知道：大人们做的，都是为着孩子着想啊!
读了这篇文章，我心里充满了幸福之感。我们要珍惜这幸福快乐的童年，好好学习知识，学习本领，去圆我们五彩缤纷的梦。
卖火柴的小女孩演讲稿 篇4
《卖火柴的小女孩》这个故事主要讲了一个卖火柴的小女孩在又黑又冷的大年夜里，因为没有卖掉一根火柴，所以不敢回家，最后冻死在街头的事。揭露了资本主义的黑暗，表达了作者对穷苦人民的深切同情。
每当我读到小女孩划着火柴的幻想这一段时，心里总会不由的为小女孩的悲惨命运而叹息。比起小女孩，我是多么的幸运，从小到大，我们都吃饱穿暖，在家里，爸爸妈妈疼爱我，在学校，老师同学关心我，我的生活是多么美好!
一根渺小的火柴，虽照不了这个辽阔的世界，但却能温暖一个小女孩的梦想。在震耳的爆竹声中，可怜的小女孩就这样被冻死、饿死了。“墙角里，小女孩一次又一次的擦然火柴，幻想着‘温暖的火炉、香喷喷的烤鸭、美丽的圣诞树、慈祥的奶奶’。这些对于小女孩来说，只是一个普通的幻想而已，但这说明了小女孩的生活中只有寒冷、饥饿、痛苦和孤独。她是多么渴望能像别的小朋友一样，拥有自己应用的一切呀!可是，这一切全都因为资本主义的黑暗泡影了。“她们俩在光明和快乐中飞走了……”读到这，我的眼眶已湿润了，可怜的小女孩历尽了人世沧桑，终于在合家团圆之夜离开了这个充满黑暗的世界，在她有生之年，她只能拥有美丽的梦，但这终究只是梦，永远都不会成为现实……
卖火柴的小女孩演讲稿 篇5
Be a brave girl So few years ago,i did something really brave,or some would say really stupid. I run for Congress! For years ,i had existed safely behind the scenes in politics, as a funderaiser,or a organizer,but in my heart ,i always wanted to run. The sitting congresswoman had been in my district since 1992. She had never lost a race ,and no one had even run against her in a Democratic primary. But in my mind ,this is my way to make a difference ,to disrupt the status quo. The polls ,however,told a very different story .my pollsters told me that i was crazy to run,that there was no way that i could win,but i run anyway, and in 20xx, i became a upstart in a New York city congressional race. I swore i was going tor win . i had the endorsement from the New York Daily News. The Wall Street Journal snapped pictures of me on election day and CNBC called it one of the hottest races in the country. I raised money from everyone i knew, including indian aunties that were just so happy an indian girl was running. But on election day ,the polls were right,and i only got 19% of the vote and the same papers that said i was a rising political star now said i wasted 1.3 million dollars on 6,321 votes. Do not do the maths. It was humulating. Now before you got the wrong idea this is not a talk about the importance of failure nor is it about leaning in. I tell you the story of how i ran for Congress because i was 33 years old and it was first time in my entire life that i had done something that was turely brave, where i did not worry about being perfect. And i am not alone:so many women talk to tell me that they gravitate towards careers and professions that they know they are going to be perfect in, and it is no wonder why, most girls are taught to avoid risk and failure. We are taught to smile pretty, play it safe ,get all A‟s. Boys ,on the other hand ,are taught to play rough,swing high ,crawl to the top of the monkey bars and then just jump off headfirst. And by the time they are adults,whether they are negotiating a raise or asking someone out on a date, they are habituated to take risk after risk. They are rewarded for it . It is often said in silicon valley, no one even takes you seriously unless you have had two failed start-ups. In other words, we are raising our girls to be perfect,and we are raising our boys to be brave. Some people worry about our federal deficit ,but i ,i worry about our bravery deficit. Our economy ,our society ,we are just losing out because we are not raising our girls to be brave. The bravery deficit is why women are underrepresented in STEM,in C-suites, in boardrooms,in Congress and pretty much everywhere you look. In the 1980s, psychologist Carol Dweck looked at how bright fifth graders handed an assignment that was too difficult for them. She found that bright girls were quick to give up. The higher the IQ, the more likely they were to give up. Boys on the other hand ,found the diffficult material to be a challenge. They found it energizing. They were more likey to redouble their efforts. What is going on ? Well ,at the fifth grade level, girls routinel y outperform boys in every subject,including math and science. So it is not a question of ability. The difference is in how boys and girls approach a challenge. And it does not just end in fifth grade. An HP report found that men will apply for a job if they meet 60% of the qualifications, but women ,women will apply if they meet 100% of the qualifications.
This study usually invoked as evidence that,well ,women need a little more confidence, but i think it is evidence that women have been socailized to aspire to perfection and they are overly cautious. And even when we are ambitious, even when we are leaning in ,that socialization of perfection has caused us to take less risks in our careers. And so those 600,000 jobs that are open right now, in computer and tech ,women are being left behind and it means our economy is being left behind on all the innovation and problems women would solve if they were socialized to be brave instead socialized to be perfect. So in 20xx, i atarted a company to teach girls to code, and what i found is that by teaching them to code, i had socialized them to be brave. Coding ,is an endless process of trial and error, of trying to get the right command in the right place, with sometimes just a semicolon ,making the difference between success and failure. Code breaks and then it falls apart,and it often takes, many many times until that magical moment. When what you are trying to build comes to life. It requires perseverance. It requires imperfection. We immediately see in our program ,our girls are fear of not getting it right,of not being perfect. Every Girls Who Code teacher tells me the same story. During the first week ,when the girs are learning how to code,a student will call her over and she will say “i do not know what code to write” . The teacher looked at her screen and she will see a blank text editor. If she did not know any better ,she would think that her student spent past 20 minutes just staring at the screen. But if she presses undo a few times she will say that her student wrote code and then deleted it. She tried and she came close,but she did not get it exactly right. Instead of showing the progress that she made, she‟d rather show nothing at all. Perfection or bust. It turns out that our girls are really good at coding, but it is not enough just to teach them to code. My friend lev brie ,who is a professor at the university of Columbia and teaches into java, tells me about his office hours with computer science students. When the guys are struggling with an assignment,they will come in and say”professor, there is something wrong with my code”. The girls will come in and say “professor, there is something wrong with me.” we have to begin to undo the socialization of perfection,but we „ve got to combine it with building a sisterhood that lets girls know that they are not alone. Because trying harder is not going to fix a broken system. I can not tell you how many women tell me “i am afraid to raise my hand,i am afraid to ask a question,because i do not want to be the only one who does not understand,the only one who is struggling. ” when we teach girls to be brave and we have a supportive network cheering them on,they will build incredible things,and i see this every day. Take for instance, two of our high school students,who built a game called tampon run. Yes Tampon Run ,to fight against the menstruation taboo and sexism in gaming. Or the Syrian refugee who dared to show her love for her new country by building an app to help Americans get to the polls. Or a 16-year -old girl who built an algorithm to help detect whether a cancer is benign or malignant in the off chance that she can save her daddy‟s life because he has cancer. These are just three of thousands, thousands of girs have been socialized to be imperfect,who have learned to keep trying, who have learned perserverance. And whether they became coders or the next Hilllary Clinton or Beyonce,they will not defer their dreams. And those dreams have never been more important for our country.
For the American economy ,for any economy to grow, to turely innovate, we can not leave behind half our population, we have to socialize our girls to be comfortable with imperfection, and we have got to do it now. We can not wait for them to learn how to be brave like i did when i was 33 years old. We have teach them to be brave in schools and early in their carers. When it has the most potential to impact their lives and the lives of others and we have to show them that they will be loved and accepted not for being perfect but for being courageous. And i need each of you to tell every young woman you know --your sister ,your niece ,your employee,your colleague to be comfortable with imperfection, because when we teach girls to be imperfect,and we help them leverage it ,we will bulid a movement of young women who are brave and who will build a better world for themselves and for each and every one of us. Thank you.!