Schooldays Meme

This post was supposed to be up earlier but just couldn't find time to finish. Finally, was able to continue with it today (sorry Michelle - Tim's and Emily's mummy).

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I’ve been reading this schooldays meme from bloggers, in which some were in Chinese (which I had difficulty cos I'm a banana in reading Chinese *shame shame*) and I was hoping dat nobody will tag me on dis. *duh* Luck wasn’t with me, Michelle told me on msn dat she tagged me. Ar????!!! Dat was what I replied. Imagine, my school days were ages and ages ago. Actually, in a way, it was good, she forced made me recall of my good old schooldays. “Sei lor” (die lor) got to crack my rusty brain first. But .... heehee, I think I still have a very good memory of what happened during my school days. If I'm not going to bore u, do continue reading. Okay, here goes:
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How many schools did I go to?

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1. Kindergarten

I haven’t attended any kindergartens before. During my time, there was only one miserable kindy in my hometown and were attended mostly by ‘rich’ people. My mom was ‘struggling’ – doing all kinds of jobs to keep my sis and me alive (my papa left us when I was 2) other than tapping rubber in the rubber estates as early as 4-5 in the morning. So, with the mere income, there was no extra money to send me and my sis to kindergarten.

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2. Primary School

Tunku Kurshiah Primary School in Kuala Pilah, Negeri Sembilan, was where I attended Std. 1 to Std. 6. There were only 2 English Medium schools (1 all boys and 1 all girls), 1 Malay and 1 Chinese Medium school. My school was an all girls school. My mom actually registered me into a Chinese school (there was this chop of the Chinese school on my birth cert but was later cancelled) and I don't know what made her changed her mind when she decided to send me to an English school instead. I remembered when I first started my first day in Std. 1, I made frens with 2 little girls (Lee, a very talkative one who encouraged me not to be scared; and another, Ho, whom I’m still in contact with).a

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My studies were not too good and not too bad but I found myself to be in a good class (good in the sense dat I was able to be with the brilliant students). The classes were categorised into Blue, Red and White. I was in Std. 1 Blue, 2 Blue, 3 White, 4 Red, 5 Blue and 6 White.

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When I was in Std. 1, I was chosen to contest in a fashion show but I had no beautiful dress to wear or to show. My 3rd uncle (who was still studying) came to my rescue and helped me by buying me a beautiful frock, with pink flowers and short puffed sleeves, from his hard saved pocket money. My dress won the 2nd prize. I lost to my classmate who wore a very beautiful blue frock with laces.

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The most unforgettable memory was when I was hospitalised for a week. I was in Std. 3 then. I had high fever and purged every now and then. I was gritting my teeth and clutching my fists and I can still remember a steel spoon was put in between my teeth for fear of having my tongue being bitten. I was rushed to the hospital and was put on drips. Guess I was too young to understand. Maybe I had what we call, a seizure. After discharging from the hospital, I felt a stiffness on my right hand and the best thing was I need not do any homework and was excused from writing (hahaha).

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I had my first pair of specs when I was in Std. 5 and everyone started calling me 'sei ngan mooi' (four-eyed girl).
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Studies, I was not too good but I was very good in atheletic sports. I participated in long, high jumps, hurdles and relays. I took part in the March Past when I was in Std. 6 and the “house” which I was in won first prize for the ‘best march’. During dat time, the prizes were not in terms of trophies but colour pencils, pens, books, towels, etc. I still can recall when I was in Std. 6, I won 6 prizes! The 6 prizes were won from the events I took part and brought home 6 towels for my mom and she was so happy.

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I took part in the interschool debates and essay writings and won prizes for my school. I entered in a singing contest too where I rendered a chinese number when I was in Std. 6. Dat didn't win me anything cos I lost to my classmate, and oh yes, what a coincidence, to the same girl who outshone me with her blue frock with laces (haha, maybe the judges 'gave face' to her becos she was the Head Prefect). I was oso given the part to perform by singing a Malay Syair on Teachers' Day.

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There was one teacher, Mrs. Choo, whom I dislike. When she was pregnant, she was so lazy dat she laid on a lazy chair which she brought and napped behind the class beside a cupboard which blocked her view from outside. She would teach us for the 1st half of the period and the 2nd half, she would ask us to do our own work and she would be dozing off at the back of the class. Sometimes she would pick one or two of us to massage her shoulder! I'm still wondering how come we didn't report her to our headmistress. *duh*

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An incident which is still in my memory is when I was in Std. 6. I don't know why my nose always bleed. The teacher on duty and my classmates would help to tilt my head and pat water on my forehead. My school blouse and uniform would be stained with blood drops.

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3. Secondary school

After Std. 6, I was in Tunku Kurshiah Secondary School and placed in Form 1A till Form 3A. My studies deteriorated when I was in Form 1 till Form 3, maybe it was due to my love for sports and I suppose I was too engrossed in them. I was even given the chance to design the uniform for the March Past.

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After passing LCE (now known as SRP) but with not very good results, I was given the choice to choose either to be in Arts or Home Science. I chose Arts cos I didn't like the teacher who taught Home Science and I was not interested in sewing. I did something which I least expected. I was the one who stood firm and refused to take up Home Science and all my classmates followed suit. Our Headmistress lectured and advised us but we had our stand and the Home Science class was 'abolished' dat particular year.

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I forgot why I was not interested in sports any more when I was in Form 4 and I had the urge to study. I was the Top 4 student in class, never exceeded the 4th position. I was interested in books, so got myself to be a Librarian so dat I could have special privilege in borrowing books of my interest.

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4. Stamford College

Before receiving my MCE's results, I took up a course in shorthand in an institute near my house. After which I 'migrated' to Petaling Jaya and enrolled myself into Stamford College. My frens who were with me took up Accounting Course and I was the only one who took the Secretarial Course.

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Maybe I was a bit 'ulu' cos I came from a small town. So, coming to a big city was something 'challenging' for me.
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5. Goon Institution

I switched from Stamford College to Goon Insititution as all my frens were in the latter. I did not want to be separated from them and dat was where I pursued my Secretarial Course.

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Was I the class ‘taiko’ (big bully) or the teachers’ pet?

I was definitely the teachers' pet during my primary school days cos I was best known to be the school's sports girl and I was a quiet and a 'yes yes' girl.

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I was quite a rebellious girl when I was in Form 4. The Home Science teacher 'hated' me and the Health Science teacher (a freshie) always picked on me.

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I remembered once during a Health Science period, I was sitting at the back of the class. My text book was up but behind the book was a comic. Yup. I wasn't paying attention. The teacher, Miss Ho, was teaching something about dermatitis and she knew I wasn't paying attention. She purposely called my name and asked me 'any questions?'. I stood up and asked 'Why do people blush'? She was caught by surprise and she BLUSHED but she answered my question. Another scenario was, she asked the class a question 'what must we use to take something out from the beaker?' I quickly raised my hand and answered 'TONGS' (jolly well knew dat her boyfren was a Mr. Tong from another school). The whole class laughed and she BLUSHED again. Yet, there was another time, u see, I was one of those who could memorise a page of text and it happened during a test whereby I wrote the answers to the question and exactly from the page of the text book and Miss Ho suspected me of copying (as she was trying to pick on me and she 'blew' her top dat day). She made me stand outside the classroom for the whole period! Know what I did after dat? I recited the page of text to her. She BLUSHED again! But dat was not what I could swallow. Know what I did again? I took a 50 sen coin and made a scratch mark on the driver's door of her car! I was sure she knew who did dat to her car but she had no evidence. (Kakakaka, I had my revenge - very bad of me hor?)

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What was the biggest rule I broke in school?

Not attending the Literature class was the biggest rule I broke. Not dat I didn't like the lesson, I loved English Literature. We were grouped into 2 – English and Malay Literature classes. Those who took Malay Literature were placed into a class and English Literature in another class. The lesson was too boring for my liking as we were made to read and read and read from the book during the lesson. Not in the English Literature class meant I could always be found in the canteen. FYI, I got a "B" (MCE) for dat subject.

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Three subjects I enjoyed

English – love dat subject since I was in Std. 1.
English Literature – not attending the class didn't mean I disliked the subject.

History – interested to know about back dated stories esp. about Chinese History.

Three teachers that I remembered

Miss Goh – She was my class teacher when I was in Std. 1. She was a very tall lady and helped me thru most of the subjects by giving me extra lessons when she was free.

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Mrs. Tilaka – She was my English teacher who made us pronounced A-Z properly and correctly esp. the R(rrrr).

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Miss Pillay – She was my English Literature teacher in secondary school and was always like a friend to me. I always 'ponteng' from her class but she made no notice of dat cos she knew I could do well in the subject.

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PHEW! Dat's it. Gosh! Didn't expect I had such a good memory. Proves dat I'm still young, *cough, cough, cough*. Hahahahaha!