Name:Rivali Dass
Age:16 :)
Birthday: 5th Oct '92
Class:1D '05, 2e '06 <33,3e '07, 4e '08
School: MGS
I <3: Family, My dogs, 2e, 4e, MORONS, painting, designing, writing weird stories, being generally weird, unsettling people...
In the light of some not-so-recent events -I know I've not posted for like almost 2 weeks but its all because of those damn tests and homework and insomnia and stupid physics teachers- I've begun thinking alot about horrible, and some not so horrible teachers...
P1: Mrs. Chan (some old babar woman) Good Points: Er.....er...erm.... Bad Points: She was racist- i was SIX-YEARS-OLD, and I could tell that she hated Indians. She hated me- Apparently, she hates random people. She started being mean to Ravleen because Ravleen corrected her on a sum in p2 (take that!). She accused me WRONGLY of stealing- I'm telling you, this totally destroyed my self-confidence. You don't accuse a five year-old of stealing without having proper proof. One day, a girl called Chanel Tan told Mrs. Chan that she had lost her wallet and she that she thought I was the thief. Mrs. Chan started yelling at me, and I was too terrified to even move. Then, she told me that I had to stand outside the staffroom for the whole of recess. I remember crying alot, and when this girl called Angeline asked me about what happened, I remember saying "That stupid Mrs. Chan... " and then I burst into tears. I also remember feeling very proud of myself for using my first swear word. (I thought 'stupid' and 'idiot' were really really bad words back then). Anyways, after recess, we all had to go to the porch for prayers. (IJ girls. Hehe) But I purposely did not go to the porch, and just stood outside the staffroom. So, Mrs. Chan sends Chanel to get me back to class. On the way back to class, Chanel tells me that "Eh, Rivali ah, I..er.. found my wallet... I was sitting on it." So, I walk back into class, and Mrs. Chan gives me this look of contempt, then tells me to sit down. End of story. And I didn't tell my parents.. I don't even know why. I think I was too "scared" to tell them that I had been scolded by a teacher, even though SHE WAS IN THE WRONG. ------------------
P2: Ms. Albuquerque Good points: She was really nice, and caused me to get over my fear of Mrs. Chan. She used to give us chocolates everytime she went to Australia, and really took care of the whole class. Bad points: Erm, once I forgot to pass up math homework (the habits start young) so she made me sit on the floor and complete the homework. I tried to trip her when she passed by, and THAT, ladies and gentlemen, is when I discovered the joys of ruining the lives of teachers. Mwahahaha. My attempt at tripping her was unsuccessful, but it was the first baby step towards a legacy, a lifetime of evil and destruction. I can't remember why this is even a bad point- it was a life-altering incident. *wipes tears away from eyes* ------------------- P3: Ms. Le Good Points: I was her pet. :D One day, I left my wallet in school, and she drove all the way to my house to give it to me. Nice right? :D (When she rang the doorbell, I was watching Star Wars with my siblings and was jumping up and down while singing the Darth Vader theme song. She saw that, by the way.) Bad Points:None. -------------------- P4: Ms. Peck I really can't remember much about p4. But she was a very nice person. -------------------- p5: Mrs. Nonis As mentioned in my last post, she was very patient. And very kind. But she reminded my of Xiao Hui. She was obsessed with RABBITS. Seriously. Not to the extent where she was petting imaginary rabbits in class, but she was really in love with rabbits. I think her rabbits name was... Kooky? Yeah. (whenever someone says "kooky" I immediately think of Salad smilling weirdly, with this faraway, vague look on her face) --------------------- p6: Mrs. Margaret Tay We used to call her Maggot. (you know, margaret, maggot...) She was really nice too. You know those old teachers who are quite funny? Except once when I went about half a chapter ahead in my math textbook by myself. She threw me out of class during maths lessons for three days straight, and yelled at me "HAHA! RIVALI, AH. YOU THINK YOU'RE SO SMART, LET'S SEE YOU GET A-STAR FOR YOUR MATHS PSLE." I did get an A* for maths. For English and Science too. --------------------- I'm quite happy with all my Sec School teachers. They were all nice people. :)
Anyway, I'm getting bored typing this out, so I will stop, and tell you about what happened in maths class last week, with Mrs.Janice Tee, this year's form tchr.
We were refusing to pay attention in math class, and kept on asking her personal questions, until she got so frustrated, she was like " FINE! If you promise to do this worksheet by tomorrow, I will tell you my life story!!" SO we said yes...
Mrs. Tee: [pats her hair, which is permed] Samantha: Mrs. Tee, did you have straight hair, like, ever? Mrs. Tee: (ignores her and glares at Denise, who is -as usual- sleeping)
Hilary: Mrs.Tee, what are you're daughters names? Someone: Jenny and Jane.. Mrs. Tee: NO! I am not so crazy! It is Sophia and Evelyn.
Joycelyn: Mrs. Tee, did you have an arranged marriage? Mrs. Tee: I AM NOT SO OLD!!! (getting agitated)
Then we started asking her about her husband.. Evangeline: Mrs. Tee, how did you meet your husband? Mrs. Tee: (sigh) Why do you all want to know all these things?? I won't tell! Hilary: Is you husband a real estate agent? Mrs. Tee: If he was, why would I bother to teach here?? I would stay at home! Cheryl. S: Mrs. Tee, seriously, what does your husband do? Don't worry, we won't rob you.... Yanka: Is he a TEE-shirt designer?
Then, remember Mrs. Tee said she taught at ACS? So Me and Hilary asked her if she had taught Mr. Seow.
Mrs. Tee: I think he was in school while I was teaching there. But I don't think I taught him.. Or if I did, I don't remember- Mean Person 1: Did he fail math? Mean Person 2: I bet he did... Mean Person 3: Was he a loser? Mean Person 4: Did he sweat a lot when he was young? Mean Person 5: Did he have a ...girlfriend?? Mrs. Tee: [in a high-pitched voice] I-am-telling-you-that-I-did-not-teach-him-why-are-you-asking- Nat: (screams because Hilary threw a paper ball at her)
Then, you know, Mrs. Tee is quite petite, so she's not very tall right? Samantha: (in a mean voice) Mrs. Tee, how tall are your daughters? Mrs. Tee: TALLER THAN ME AND YOU!!! 3e: (Starts cheering for Mrs. Tee)
Newsflash: Yesterday, Hilary, Yuxi and Xianwen from 3e, MGS, saw Mr. Seow's chihuahua. Yes. (evil laugh) They were talking to him in the concourse after school and were bullying him, as I observed when I walked by with Meera Rajah. Later, upon meeting Hilary at the bustop, i regretfully realised that, had I stayed for five more minutes, I would have been able to give all of you a first-hand account of the incident.
Anyway, according to Hilary, he showed them his dog and was ruffling its fur and kissing it. Now, in class, whenever Mr. Seow mentioned "Baby" (his dog's name), i used to imagine a tiny dog the size of a rat. I'm not being rude. Admittedly, it was a rather..prejudiced view on chihuahuas. Anyway, apparently its not that small. So, he told our three witnesses not to touch it cuz it bites and barks.
Hilary: Its ears were small and pointed. Me: Was it like- Hilary: And its eyes were quite big. Sort of like- Me: Like- Both of Us: MEERA!!!!
Meera, there's nothing wrong with your eyes, btw. Its just that Baby has the same eyes. We're not trying to insult you.
So, come to think of it, they both have small ears, they both have big eyes, both don't like coming into contact with people (Meera shrieks and wriggles away if you even tap her shoulder) and both, ofcourse, bark and bite.
ps: I have obtained Meera's permission before typing this out. ------------------------
In other news,I hate HER.I really do. IMAGINE THIS SCENARIO: Your physics teacher is teaching your class an entirely new concept. (tip-to-tail diagrams to calculate mass and force and whatnot.) On the FIRST QUESTION of the FIRST EXAMPLE she's teaching you, you don't understand something about the diagram. You ask the people around you, but they don't really know. I mean, I didn't understand something about the scale, so I asked HER. So, you ask the teacher (just a reminder: TEACHERS are supposed to teach students and clarifywhat the student doesn't understand) a question, she pounces on you and screams in a hoarse, rasping voice: "GIRLS, LETS TELL OUR DEAR FRIEND HERE ABOUT THE SCALE." Some girls answer, so I'm like, okay, thanks, now I know, right?
But no, have you noticed how people with no lives like to carry on about things? "THIS SHOWS YOU HAVEN'T BEEN PAYING ATTENTION TO THE CLASS." Then she said some other rubbish which was really mean. What makes you think I'm not paying attention to the class? In fact, that physics lesson was one of the lessons which I paid the most attention to. I didn't fall asleep, I was just drawing those vomit-inducing diagrams the whole time. What makes you think I was staring out of the window or whatever? We were learning a totally new concept, and I was trying to understand the direction of the force before the incident. maybe thats why I didn't hear what you said? I mean, if we had been learning the diagrams for a while, and then i asked about the scale, sure, she had a reason to totally lose her temper (which admittedly, is a rather common occurence). And you could say that I could have asked her after class, but the question about the scale was really important, and if I didn't understand, I wouldn't have been able to draw any of the other diagrams.
Ofcourse, if I was a teacher who expected students to see my heavenly form enter the class, hear my lovely voice say "Girls, we are now going to learn tip-to-tail diagrams," and immediately understand every single thing about the topic, then seriously, I would get the hell out of the class. For the record, I would also stop talking about the normal acad boys I used to teach before coming to MGS and how I impacted their lives so greatly.I would instead go back and teach them, an action which would probably lower the suicide rate among MG students.
Thank you and goodbye.
That dartboard from Sec One's gonna have a new bullseye.
YShe laughed. And laughed. And laughed yet again.;;
