【学习心得】我的文具盒学习心得500字：整理文具盒就是整理学习

文具盒倒在桌上的那个周六

英语听力考试还有两分钟开始，老师让我们把答题卡填好。我伸手进文具盒摸铅笔，摸到半块橡皮，摸到一把断了的直尺，还摸到一块饼干。铅笔终于被我摸出来了，笔帽却不见了，笔尖在答题卡上划出一道白印子。同桌把他的备用笔推过来，小声说，你用我的。

那天回家，我把文具盒倒在书桌上。倒出来的东西把我自己吓了一跳：七支笔，其中三支写不出字；两块橡皮，一块断成三角形，一块黑得看不清原来的颜色；一把尺子缺了角，一个圆规少了一条腿，还有弹珠、贴纸、两节不知道从哪台遥控器上拆下来的电池。文具盒的夹层早就被撑变形了，拉链拉到一半就卡住。

我妈站在门口说，你这盒子比你的书包还乱。我想反驳，可是手里正拿着那支写不出字的笔。

周六上午，我决定给文具盒来一次大清点。先把所有东西倒在桌上，一支一支试，写不出的、断的、没用的，全部放进一个旧铁盒里准备扔掉。剩下的东西我按用途分开：写字的笔放最前面，改错用的橡皮和尺子放中间，备用铅笔和笔芯放最后的小格子。透明袋里只留第二天要用的那几样。全部放回去之后，文具盒合上，居然扣得上了。

真正想不到的变化发生在三天以后。老师布置周末计划，让我们把要做的事列出来。我列着列着，忽然想起文具盒里的三个格子，就在计划表上画了三栏：明天必须交的，这周能完成的，前两样做完才轮到我的。语文、数学、英语的事分进去，哪一栏空了就看哪一栏。以前我列计划，十件事挤在一起，像以前那个文具盒，什么都想找，什么都找不到。现在三栏分开，先看哪一栏、再做哪一栏，心里一下子清楚了。

这个月的月考，开考铃响之前，我打开文具盒：三支笔削好了排在最前面，橡皮和尺子在中间，答题卡从透明袋里抽出来。文具盒放在桌角，没有发出一点声音。

我以前觉得整理文具盒是小事，浪费学习时间。现在我知道不是。盒子乱的时候，我每找一样东西都要停一下，思路断一下，一天要断几十次。盒子归了位，手不用找，脑子就顾得上题。整理盒子不是学习的全部，可它是把乱日子理顺的头一件小事。

The Saturday I Dumped My Pencil Case on the Desk

Two minutes before the listening exam, the teacher told us to fill in our answer sheets. I reached into my pencil case for a pencil and pulled out half an eraser, a broken ruler, and a piece of cookie. When I finally found a pencil, its cap was gone, and the dry tip left a white scratch on the card. My deskmate pushed his spare pen over and whispered, use mine.

That evening I turned my pencil case upside down on the desk. The pile surprised me: seven pens, three of them dead; two erasers, one broken into a triangle, one black beyond its original color; a ruler with a chipped corner, a compass missing a leg, plus marbles, stickers, and two batteries from some remote control. The divider inside had long been stretched out of shape, and the zipper stuck halfway.

My mother stood in the doorway and said my case was messier than my schoolbag. I wanted to argue, but I was holding one of the dead pens.

On Saturday morning I gave the case a full inventory. I tested every pen, and everything dry, broken, or useless went into an old tin box for the trash. I sorted the rest by use: writing pens in front, eraser and ruler in the middle, spare pencils and leads in the back pocket. Only the items for the next day stayed in the clear sleeve. When everything was back, the case closed with a snap.

The real change came three days later. Our teacher asked us to list our weekend plans, and as I wrote, I remembered the three pockets in my case. I drew three columns on the plan sheet: due tomorrow, done this week, and only after the first two. Chinese, math, and English tasks went into the columns. Before, my plans looked like my old pencil case, ten things jammed together, and I could never find anything. With three columns, I knew which column to look at first, and everything became clear.

At the monthly test this month, before the bell, I opened my case: three sharpened pens in front, eraser and ruler in the middle, and the answer sheet slid out of the clear sleeve. The case sat in the corner of the desk without a sound.

I used to think tidying a pencil case wasted study time. Now I know it does not. When the case was messy, every search stopped me for a second, and my thinking broke dozens of times a day. When everything has its place, my hands stop searching and my mind can stay on the problem. Tidying the case is not everything about studying, but it is the first small thing that straightens out a messy day.

我的文具盒分家记

开学两个月，我的文具盒已经装不下了。里面有两支黑笔、两支红笔、一支蓝笔、荧光笔、圆规、三角板、量角器、订书钉、一小卷胶带、半包纸巾，还有从各科作业本里掉出来的碎纸角。有一次数学考试要画辅助线，我在盒子里翻了四十秒，全班都在动笔，我还在摸那把三角板。监考老师走过来问我怎么了，我说在找尺子。那四十秒我到现在都记得。

更麻烦的是找东西这件事会传染。找尺子的那四十秒里，我顺手把盒子整个倒在桌上，考完试再装回去，装回去的东西就乱了顺序。第二天找红笔，第三天找订书钉，每一天都要翻一遍。晚上写作业，笔在左手边还是右手边都会影响我什么时候开始动笔。我发现我每天晚上坐在桌前的头五分钟，基本不是在写作业，是在收拾桌子。

十月底的一个周日，我做了一个决定：让文具盒分家。我找出三个透明的文件袋，一个装数学的东西，圆规、三角板、直尺、铅笔都归它；一个装语文英语的东西，黑笔、红笔、订书钉、胶带归它；还有一个只装第二天所有科目都要用的，黑笔两支、橡皮、笔袋里剩下的空间留给它。原来的大文具盒退役了，只装那个共用袋。三个袋子按顺序摞在笔盒旁边，谁用哪个袋子，用完放回原位。

分家第一周，我改作业的时候拿错袋子，把圆规带到了语文作业旁边。第二周顺手了，手伸出去就知道东西在哪。到十一月，我晚上坐到桌前的头五分钟没了，放下书包就摊开本子。

文具分家之后，我发现计划也可以分家。以前我的周末计划是一张纸从头写到尾，数学英语语文混在一起，写着写着就去做最容易的那件事，最难的那件永远排在最后，永远排不完。我照着三个袋子的样子，把计划纸折成三格，数学一格、英语一格、语文一格，每格只写三件事，做完一格划掉一格。哪一格空着，周末就先补哪一格。计划从一长串变成三小块，看着没那么吓人了，做完的反而多了。

现在我的文具盒还是那只旧文具盒，只是它不再什么都装。有人问我为什么上初中还要用这么旧的盒子，我说它现在只干一件事。盒子只干一件事，笔只待一个袋子，我每天晚上只先看空着的那一格。东西各归各位之后，我头一回觉得，脑子里的思路也是各归各位的。

How My Pencil Case Split Into Three

Two months into the new term, my pencil case could no longer close. It held two black pens, a red pen, a blue pen, a highlighter, a compass, set squares, a protractor, staples, half a roll of tape, a pack of tissues, and paper scraps fallen out of every workbook. Once in a math exam I needed an auxiliary line, and I spent forty seconds digging for a set square while the whole class was already writing. The invigilator asked what was wrong. I said I was looking for my ruler. I still remember those forty seconds.

Worse, the searching spread. After dumping the whole case out for that exam, I shoved everything back in no particular order. The next day I hunted for a red pen, the day after for staples. At night, whether my pen lay on my left or my right decided when I started writing. I realized the first five minutes at my desk each evening were spent tidying, not studying.

One Sunday in late October I decided to split the case up. I found three clear file bags: one for math, holding the compass, set squares, ruler, and pencil; one for Chinese and English, holding black pens, the red pen, staples, and tape; and one for things every subject needs, two black pens, an eraser, and the leftover space. The old big case retired to carrying only that shared bag. The three bags stacked in order beside it, and each one went back to its place after use.

In the first week I grabbed the wrong bag and brought the compass to my Chinese homework. By the second week my hands knew where things were. By November, the first five minutes at my desk had disappeared. I dropped my bag and opened my notebook.

After the bags split, I found my plans could split too. My weekend plan used to be one long list, subjects mixed, and I always drifted to the easiest task while the hardest stayed last and never got done. Copying the three bags, I folded my plan sheet into three boxes, one for math, one for English, one for Chinese, three items per box, crossing out a box when it was done. Whichever box stayed empty got filled first. The plan went from one scary list to three small blocks, and I finished more.

My pencil case is still the same old one; it just no longer holds everything. People ask why I still use such an old case in middle school. I tell them it now does only one job. The case does one job, each pen stays in one bag, and each evening I look first at the empty box on my plan sheet. Once everything had its place, I felt, for the first time, that the thoughts in my head had their places too.