Assembly today was a total screw-up...
We were all informed yesterday that there was no assembly and then like a bombshell out of the blues, Felicity comes into our class and shoo the entire class down for assembly, reminding us to bring along an exercise book and a pen. Groans rose from the entire class. Assembly, why assembly?? We got into our lines and then later, Madam John, our headmistress, came up on stage. There was a rather audible chorus of booing and a very faint hint of mild clapping. I was like shocked. Normally, they would cheer and clap like a crowd of mad people at a Wilber Pan or Wang Lee Hom concert but this time, they booed! It was one eyebrow-rising thing to wonder about. Nobody ever booed Mr. Tan nor Mr. Su. Then, after we sang the national and state anthem, there came the moment of gold, when we had to sing the entire school rally in full! Which, we had all never done before, not even the Form5s. So, this is where the exercise book comes in handy. We sang off the back of the cover. Everyone made the song into a joke, purposely shouting, screaming, laughing and singing off-tune. The school authority made us sing it twice, so-call, practice. Ya, sure, whatever. The second time was also turned into a joke but with less laughter. Honestly, I pity the pianist this morning, Beatrix, she had to play the extraordinarily long school rally twice. I can't even recall much of what Madam John spoke of during assembly this morning. I remember hearing the word vulgar and bullying. In short, assembly was a total screw-up.
Killing weekends...
Unbelievable! I'm killing my own weekend or rather the organizers of this Life in Spirit Seminar are killing my weekends for this week! It's going to take my time from 7.30am to 5.30pm on Saturday and 8.30am to 4.50pm on Sunday. Absurd. The teacher threatened us that, if we don't go for this thing, we couldn't get comfirmed on the 15th of September. Bullshit. Comfirmation is all about acceptance and learning. Tell me how are you going to learn anything just by attending some seminar with a rough estimation of 200 participants? If I'm ready to accept and be comfirmed and I understand what I will face and so forth, cut the seminars! You very well know that in seminars, students only talk and talk, only a small percentage would be hanging onto every single word. This seminars are all man-made thing. Back in Jesus' time, do they have seminars to get comfirmed? A very confident NO I would give you! They would listen to his preaching and teachings at a regular basis or daily or whatever, which, is exactly what they should be giving us not some rash seminar that they throw everything into it. Do it during Bible lessons in school weekly and not some 12 hour-long seminar for two days in a row! Yes, yes, I understand, I probably shouldn't be criticizing all these stuff but what the heck, 12 hour-long seminars! It's not like you can feed a whole gunnysack of rice to a person in one day!
30th August 2006...
Puan Kong picked me to recite a poem on the 30th of August during assembly in colaboration of Independance Day. Azureen would be giving a speech on that day. Kristen would be reciting a poem on the 17th of August and Jervynna would be giving a speech on that day. I searched high and low this whole afternoon to look for a poem and finally, I found one, which, I modied a little to suite our Malaysia Independance Day.
The Road to Freedom
In the year of 1957,
That paper was decreed,
They were tired of oppression,
And wanted to be freed.
They wrote a Declaration,
So the whole world would see,
This was, "the home of the brave,
And the land of the free".
They signed that piece of parchment,
The leaders of this land,
Knowing, divided they would fall,
But, together they could stand.
A new world lay before them,
Untamed from shore to shore,
They swore the would protect it,
If it meant going to war.
Battles have been fought,
And many lives have been lost,
So sad something so basic,
Has such a high, high cost.
Seems freedom is a luxury,
There's some would bind us all,
Like then, together, we can stand,
But divided, we will fall.
More than two hundred years,
Have past by since that day,
That each of us celebrate,
In our own different way.
We should be proud and thankful,
Pay our share of the cost,
Not take freedom for granted,
For it easily could be lost.