The only detail that spoils it all...

Language Arts. Dramatic studies with dramatic teachers.

History. The events learnt are cool and worth it.

Mother Tongue. Learning your own native language.

Physical Science. Playing with chemicals in a legalistic way.

Life Science. Understanding the basics of what we're made of with a smile.

Earth Science. Knowing the world one way or another.

Art. Making objects object their kind.

Music. Something worth to note about.

Mathematics. Where numbers and letters come to play in harmony.

elementary Philosophy of Disipline. To think beyond the box.

Physical Education. Running for your dearest life.

Pastoral Care. Fellowship with the Brotherhood.

Individualised Study Option. Research standing between you and the Next level.

Computer Science. Reformatting your digital boundaries.



All these subjects, in my own opinion, are very fun in their own special way(s)! All I look forward to learning them all with fellow classmates!

Until this year.

I still appreciate the subjects as much as ever. But excluding one. Not because of the teacher. Not because of the subject itself. But because of the new classmates. If you don't know, this subject is sadly Mother Tongue. I've always loved Chinese 'B' ever since I joined! They were able to lower the bar for me to fit in and the teacher wasn't as fierce as the Normal Chinese ones. But this year, some new students from the Express section of the school got transferred into the class.

And this turned things upside down down down...

These people never treated the subject with respect. They always made fun of the language, the people who spoke it and what topic we were trying to learn. They even dared to make fun of the teacher flat infront of her face! So far, they've also made fun of some of the original students who were in the class since last year. And one of them evem manhandled one of us, an event I reported to the teacher. Now Chinese 'B' looks gloomier and gloomier each day. I dread walking to the assigned classroom just to watch the helpless lesson plan get ripped apart, the teacher constantly having to scream threats about demerit points and those rude brats just laughing back at her in such an inconciderate manner.

It's just too painful to watch. I'm serious.

I write this post partially crying, missing the good ol' days when CL'B' was just as simple as about 8 people, without students talking back at their teachers and where we all learnt with all our efforts in harmony. I miss those days, but if God wants me to go through this, I'll do all I can to persevere. 'Cause I know that God works many times in ways we can't understand, and with personal experiences I've got faith in that.

I just pray that God will protect me from all dangers from these 'mutated' lessons.

But still, this is just the dark side of life. If you scrol back up this post, you'd see that I still enjoy the rest of the subjects! And add that with the other joys of life (that's a lot, trust me), the badness of CL'B' doesn't seem so sad after all. I'm sorry if I made you think that my life looks so miserable and gloomy, 'cause this is only one microscopic side of it. The rest is luxury only possible by God's blessings. I'll be back to supernatural happiness by the next post, don't worry.

But mark my words, if the destruction of lessons goes on too far, I'll send a complaint...