Wonder whether is there anyone out there who likes to go to school? I, for one will answer 'NO!!!' Are you crazy? School is like a prison or rehabilitation centre for those ages 7 to 20. The teachers always punish us with lots of homework and lecture us on how to live our lives and they keep us in the school from 7.30 a.m. to 1.05 p.m. to torture us....
Having said that, my experience on 21 June 2008 was totally different... I was happy and excited to be able to step into my school compound again... Have I gone nuts??? No! That’s because I was there as a "VISITOR"!!! Haha!!! Not a student!!!
As early as 8 a.m. everyone ie Boston, Iv and KK, was already in front of Evergreen Laurel Hotel waiting for G and I. We were late because I couldn't wake up and G, my Tour Guide cum Taxi Driver had to wait for me to get ready, cat some ICI paint and pakai sui sui. After some “one two tali som”, we finally decided to travel in Boston’s car. Actually the driving factor was the awesome DVD player in his Kia Sorento, number plate KBW xx (his initials), cool isn’t it?! G sat in front and together with Boston, kept us entertained the whole journey to Alor Star. They, the 4 of them, sang lots of songs in the car, mostly Jacky Cheung's songs, which i do not know. So I just sat quietly listening to them... which by the way was out of the norm considering my "chi cha" (talkative) nature ...
As Boston’s slowly maneuvered his car into the path leading to the school, I began to experience the twilight zone and déjà vu feeling. Standing in front of the guard house was none other than our “楊過” (Kok) , my “former bf” from 1A Hijau class. Because of him, I was dubbed “小龍女”, which was quite glamorous during those days when the show “神刁俠侶”was popular. But today, if you call me that name, I will ambil tali, tie you up, take my parang and chop you into pieces!!!! Kok was still as youthful as ever and could even pass as a student without being noticed. He was still as playful and funny as always, nothing in him has changed; he too has stood the test of time. It was great meeting him again, after “10” years.
From far, we could see our Maths Teacher, Mr. Tan SH aka 陳Sir arriving in his Toyota Altis. He also still looked the same as how I remembered him, no signs of aging. Iv was so, so very “the” excited and happy to see 陳Sir. He was her “idol” (偶像). Actually the main reason for the trip was to meet up with 陳Sir. He is our hero and all of us love and respect him dearly. All of us could remember his cool and unique teaching style. Everyday, he would walk into the classroom (ala matrix style) without anything in his hands. And as soon as he settled the class down, he would start writing on the board, all the mathematics formulas without even referring to any books or notes. He used to give free “massages” to cheeky students like Kok & TKS to relax those little muscles that they had at that time. He was a great teacher and together with our form teacher Mrs. Yee, were really concerned about the future and welfare of their students, always giving us advice, not only in our studies but also in our lives.
As Boston’s slowly maneuvered his car into the path leading to the school, I began to experience the twilight zone and déjà vu feeling. Standing in front of the guard house was none other than our “楊過” (Kok) , my “former bf” from 1A Hijau class. Because of him, I was dubbed “小龍女”, which was quite glamorous during those days when the show “神刁俠侶”was popular. But today, if you call me that name, I will ambil tali, tie you up, take my parang and chop you into pieces!!!! Kok was still as youthful as ever and could even pass as a student without being noticed. He was still as playful and funny as always, nothing in him has changed; he too has stood the test of time. It was great meeting him again, after “10” years.
From far, we could see our Maths Teacher, Mr. Tan SH aka 陳Sir arriving in his Toyota Altis. He also still looked the same as how I remembered him, no signs of aging. Iv was so, so very “the” excited and happy to see 陳Sir. He was her “idol” (偶像). Actually the main reason for the trip was to meet up with 陳Sir. He is our hero and all of us love and respect him dearly. All of us could remember his cool and unique teaching style. Everyday, he would walk into the classroom (ala matrix style) without anything in his hands. And as soon as he settled the class down, he would start writing on the board, all the mathematics formulas without even referring to any books or notes. He used to give free “massages” to cheeky students like Kok & TKS to relax those little muscles that they had at that time. He was a great teacher and together with our form teacher Mrs. Yee, were really concerned about the future and welfare of their students, always giving us advice, not only in our studies but also in our lives. 
After “10” yrs and being a “belakang belakang” mia student who almost always fail add maths and modern maths, I thought 陳Sir wouldn’t have remembered me, but to my surprise he could still remember me (but he wasn't very nice to me, he said I put on weight liao… sob…) and even some of our names!!! Wow, AFTER “10” YEARS!!!
We strolled through the school. Sad to say, many things have changed. The basketball court that
used to be beside the canteen and the football field had somehow been sacrificed to make way for more classrooms. The biggest change however was the landscape surrounding the school. What was previously padi field has now been turned into housing estate with houses over 2½ storeys high. Walking towards our old classroom, nostalgia inadvertently set in … It was a pity to see all the old desks and chairs in our old 5A1 classroom in depleted state and the book shelf at the back of the class missing. Sigh… That was the classroom that I used to go 5 times per week, 4 weeks per month and 10 ½ months per year… the “Army Camp”…
I could still vaguely remember the ambiance of the class; the quiet ones were mostly in front while the noisy ones placed themselves at the back. Those noisy ones included Boston, G, Kok and TKS. Most of our classmates have aliases, such as Butterfly @ Motor Keong, Mo Mo Lu, 西文欽 (Simon Kheng), Ka Chuak (Cocroach), Siam Ong aka Boston, Chicken Wee, Katak, Lampin, 關公, Lion Lee, Penyu. As suggested by the names, our class was indeed like a Zoo…
“Haiyo!!! beh tahan liao, 吐白沫!!!” (copyright© by Dr. G) (translation: Aiyo!!! Cannot stand it any longer, vomiting white bubbles now!)
“That one ah, you kuasa dua, I kuasa tiga, bigger than you!!!”
“Huh?! You kuasa tiga, I kuasa 100!!!”
“You kuasa 100, I kuasa infinity!!!”
“You think I’m scared of you ah? You kuasa infinity, I kuasa infinity over your kuasa infinity!!!” (These of course were quoted from the boys, also courtesy of Dr. G)
“Boyz… haiya… tak boleh tahan they all la…真無知…白痴!!!” (This comment obviously came from the girls)
Phrases like these were very common during those days; the boys obviously have not mature yet at that time…
Boston’s favourite pantun was and still is:
used to be beside the canteen and the football field had somehow been sacrificed to make way for more classrooms. The biggest change however was the landscape surrounding the school. What was previously padi field has now been turned into housing estate with houses over 2½ storeys high. Walking towards our old classroom, nostalgia inadvertently set in … It was a pity to see all the old desks and chairs in our old 5A1 classroom in depleted state and the book shelf at the back of the class missing. Sigh… That was the classroom that I used to go 5 times per week, 4 weeks per month and 10 ½ months per year… the “Army Camp”…
I could still vaguely remember the ambiance of the class; the quiet ones were mostly in front while the noisy ones placed themselves at the back. Those noisy ones included Boston, G, Kok and TKS. Most of our classmates have aliases, such as Butterfly @ Motor Keong, Mo Mo Lu, 西文欽 (Simon Kheng), Ka Chuak (Cocroach), Siam Ong aka Boston, Chicken Wee, Katak, Lampin, 關公, Lion Lee, Penyu. As suggested by the names, our class was indeed like a Zoo…
“Haiyo!!! beh tahan liao, 吐白沫!!!” (copyright© by Dr. G) (translation: Aiyo!!! Cannot stand it any longer, vomiting white bubbles now!)
“That one ah, you kuasa dua, I kuasa tiga, bigger than you!!!”
“Huh?! You kuasa tiga, I kuasa 100!!!”
“You kuasa 100, I kuasa infinity!!!”
“You think I’m scared of you ah? You kuasa infinity, I kuasa infinity over your kuasa infinity!!!” (These of course were quoted from the boys, also courtesy of Dr. G)
“Boyz… haiya… tak boleh tahan they all la…真無知…白痴!!!” (This comment obviously came from the girls)
Phrases like these were very common during those days; the boys obviously have not mature yet at that time…
Boston’s favourite pantun was and still is: “清明時節雨紛紛 路上行人濕通通 借問藥店何處有 牧童遙指萬同春”
陳Sir explained that the education system, the school, the teachers and the students no longer have the same spirit as that of “10” years ago. People has changed, students no longer respect teachers and elders, teachers no longer have the genuine teaching spirit and academic wise, the examination passing benchmark has been lowered to the extent that it is not difficult to get 15As. From all these, my interpretation was “I miss you guys, you guys are the smartest and best students I have ever taught, it’s hard to find students like you guys now.” Heh heh heh!!! After lingering around for an hour and taking numerous photos, reluctantly we bid farewell to 陳Sir and also to our school… At this juncture, Iv couldn’t contain her emotion any longer and scurried over to hug 陳Sir. See you again, our dearly loved 陳Sir and our beloved alma mater… if not in the near future… then someday… again… (to be continue) …
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