A Series of Miserable Events
Well, SPM is starting on November 14th…OH MY GOD!!! I am absolutely unbelievably totally dead. Anyway, that is obviously the first miserable event.
The second miserable event has made me pretty pissed. My ‘beautiful’ school has forced us, the ‘puteri-puteri’(princesses) to donate our shares worth RM7.19. To be honest, I couldn’t care less about that miserably small amount of money. But it’s the way the teachers chose to do it that made me mad. If they had asked nicely, I’m sure everyone would be happy to sign it over as a donation to the school. After 5 years in the school, RM7.19 is not much to ask for in return.
However, the teachers told us it was compulsory to ‘donate’. Like a friend of mine said, that’s not a ‘derma’(donation), that’s a ‘rampasan’(erm…the direct translation is something that is snatched but you get the drift). I agree with my friend! The very essence of a donation, the very thing that brings meaning to it, is the genuine intention. Forcing people to donate? How low can you go?
A teacher really crossed the line, in my opinion. She started scolding some classes and some students who refused to donate. Personally, I think the students only refused on principle because we want to feel good doing it, not like we are in a Nazi boot camp. But anyway she read some of their names out in front of the whole form. My face burned in humiliation for them even though she didn’t call my name.
And she said they don’t deserve anything because they refuse to contribute anything. Then she said things like how much the school has done for us, etc. Come on, we pay for EVERYTHING. Even our choir uniforms, which we were also forced to donate by threats of with-holding our certificates. Some other schools pay for everything to encourage their students to participate. Sometimes, it’s not that we are cheap and ‘kiasu’ but just that the way it’s done is just so tactless and insulting.
To be clear on where I stand on this matter, I DON’T mind contributing to the school at all. But if we’re going to be forced into it and insulted if we don’t give in to the threats, then teachers, you should really rethink your career suitability. I’m pretty sure the gangsters, terrorists and mafia are seeking talents like you.
October 29th, 2005 at 11:36 am
Ever read ‘The Chocolate Wars’? This sounds alot like that. It was a school fundraiser. In a bording school for boys. The seniors would beat up anyone who refused to sell the chocolates, and certain teachers would call out the names and how many chocolates were sold, and one kid refused to sell any chocolates and the teacher got pissed and threated to give him bad marks and all this stuff, and the seniors threatened him over and over, but he never gave in. It was actually a pretty good book, despite how it was required reading in highschool.
October 29th, 2005 at 11:51 am
well your teachers perhaps hold the ideology that people are ungrateful SOB and you need to stick a durian up their ass before they appreciate anything.
RM7 only lah….one plate of nasi briyani. give them lah….noneed to get spo marah…ur leaving soon ANYWAY
October 29th, 2005 at 12:03 pm
wait till you meet our local policemen. they have much to be desired.
October 30th, 2005 at 12:55 am
I agree, ben, that’s why I said it’s not like the money matters to me. But don’t you think the teachers should not make it seem like our responsibility?
and sean, babes, i’ve never heard of that book. who’s the writer eh?
October 30th, 2005 at 4:27 am
they shouldn’t. But you get that all the time from people.
Well…put it this way….if i saw someone and a puppy drowning in the same river and i have the chance to save 1. 9 to 1 chance i’ll save the dog.