Teacher's Day.

Let me start by getting on the bad side of every other student in school.

I am disgusted by half or more of you.

Today is teacher's day. Many people dissented the fact that we were forced to sit down in the tapak perhimpunan, scorched by the heat of the sun, including me.

We sat down, the atmosphere was obviously not there. It was an exam day after all. Most of the students were working hard, studying. Those that weren't, were too busy talking for their own good.

Slowly but surely, the noise got louder. Deep down I knew one of the teachers were going to step up and shut us all up soon. And sure enough, our headmistress took the first step.

The thing is, I thought there was absolutely nothing wrong with Zabedah scolding us. It was expected after all, after all that noise I wouldn't expect her to sit back and relax.

I would too, if I was the headmaster.

None of the students. NONE of them, were listening or giving a care when teachers are speaking. Talking, maybe studying, laughing, fooling around, making noises. That's what they were doing.

Imagine yourself on the stage for a change. I doubt anyone would not be fazed when their opposite numbers are doing what we were doing. Talking to a wall who does not care what you say, even though it's supposed to be YOUR DAY. How'd you feel for a change?

I agree with Zabedah that it's impolite and unsuitable for students to behave that way, no objections at all.

BUT, she had to blurt out RACIST COMMENTS, before managing to cover it up. But most people could notice it. Way to go HM. Reputation - 1000.

Dumbest thing? She asked us to stand up only to sit down after what, 3 nanoseconds? Retarded.

Fine, it cooled down after that. Performances and songs. Then the Sun peeped through the clouds and scorched the Earth.

A torrent of "WTFs and WOIs" flowed throughout the tapak perhimpunan from the students. And slowly, they retreated into the shells of the school, shying away from sunlight.

They obviously have no integrity. No respect. No care for the teachers.

It was Teacher's Day. Is it that hard to stay under the heat for a while, honestly?

THAT HARD?

You're disgusting.

Will the heat hurt you? I doubt.

Will the heat scare you? No.

Will the heat make your exams terrible? No fucking way.

Will the heat make your face uglier? Definitely, from the way you all acted.


That is the problem. And this is the question.


Do you appreciate your teachers enough to sit under the heat for a moment or two?

Do you appreciate your teachers enough to stay quiet and listen to what they have to say?

Do you appreciate your teachers enough to applaud them when they make a speech?

Do you appreciate your teachers enough to obey their instructions?


For those who can proudly say "yes". I congratulate you, you've graduated into a mature human being.

For those who knew deep down that the answer is "No" to all. You're a fucking disgusting student, and will do well to reflect upon this.

Of course, I don't fit all the criteria perfectly as well. Perhaps that's why I'm so disgusted of myself as a student sometimes.


And that's why this years Teacher's Day was so fucking screwed up.

If students have behaved themselves, Zabedah wouldn't have had the chance to bring down the curtains and set in such a morbid mood.

I was quite distraught to see the tapak half empty once the sun shone. The students were retreating into corridors as if a great calamity were to befall them.

This caused. THIS CAUSED, the ceremony to be brought to a premature end.

I wouldn't be the least bit happy if I were a teacher.

This Teacher's Day celebration is but a disaster. Not something I'd like to tell my grandchildren about. It was marred by disobedience, disrespect, dishonour, among other things. Totally disgusting.





Fortunately, things were the exact opposite at my mother's school, and she had a warm reception from students and teachers alike.

Students even cheered on their teachers enthusiastically with placards when they were playing volleyball, an event of the day.



My school, on the other hand, was nowhere like that.


Maybe it's time us students go home and reflect upon this.

"What is our fucking problem?"

I'm sure we'll find some.