Hello peeps! Holiday ends and 'school' starts again! I'm currently on my fifth semester and I've 3 clinical left to go. My fifth semester officially starts on 5/9/2016 and I'm the senior now. Lol!
Suddenly I remembered the days when I first started school. It was 13 years ago, when I was 7 and went to SK (P) Methodist Klang. One of the worst things about the first days in primary school is packing your school bag. It differs from University. The only thing I packed was my notebook (all subject in one notebook), my pencil case, my power bank and my dentist kit (I'm a braces nerd and I've to keep my teeth clean all day). Back then, due to the fact that I don't know what the daily class schedule is like until the first day of school itself, I've no other choice but to stuff my bag will all my textbooks for every single subject because the system is retarded! (Hahaha) And since I don't know how many exercise books each subject will use, I end up bringing all of them as well.
Even after knowing the timetable, it didn't help much either. My school bag (my first bag was red and it was a 'trolley' bag) constantly remained thick and heavy as ever and I especially hated the days where there were subjects that have more than 1 textbook and the teacher never gave any instruction of which book will be used on which particular day. I guess bags in school were just destined to be heavy to cause us a bad posture. I'm just lucky because I didn't have to carry the bag on my shoulder.
The perks of being a student is school starts WAY TOO EARLY. You're required to reach the school gates by 7.30 am which I felt was the most ridiculous thing ever! We've to wake up early in the morning between 5-6 am just to get ready so we can get to school on time and not get in the trouble with the teachers or prefects at the gate (I'm so lucky because I've never been late to school. NEVER!) I admit that I'm a lazy kid and only cared about sleeping (I'm a sleeping beauty, duh) I've been away from school for a very long time and I still think it's crazy to wake up that early to school! Even in Uni life, class starts at 8 and I still have to wake up early so that I won't stuck in the traffic jammed.
Coming back to class after a long holiday was awful! Maybe that's the main reason why kids like me feel so reluctant to go back to school. Trust me, even working adults feel the same way even after just a weekend. Your body is just too used to sleep at that hour but you're required to be awake because of school. Same goes to Uni life. It's not that torture but I still hate it!
Do you remember your first day at school? I remember mine! There were so many parents everywhere accompanying their children. Some kids in fear, some in doubt and some still sleepy (It's me!) I was pretty confident that day, mostly because I've my mother accompanied me. To be honest, I thought that my mother would accompany me every day like it's a regular thing to do. Little did I know, it was a false hope because on the second day there was no one to accompany me! Second day of school was like a NIGHTMARE! Suddenly I lost my confident but then I realized that I had to grow up and do things on my own. "Hey, I'm a school kid now, I don't need my mother." I'm not a cry baby and suddenly I felt like a grown up already.
Then I realized I had to take the initiative to make friends before things in school got a bit lonely for me. I wondered how I manage to talk to anyone or make new friends on the first day but I met this kid, Fatin Nadhirah. She's a cute, tiny, short-haired girl. I remembered our first class, it was 1 Pintar. And yeah, we're still friends till now. She's one of my bff's!
Back then, I hate it when the teacher poses a question to the students and I would have to immediately transform into praying mode in hopes that the teacher doesn't pick me to go the the front of the class just to answer the question. Most of the time, shyness wasn't the problem but rather it was because I did not know the answer! Luckily, I'm not always being the 'chosen one'. Maybe because God hears my prayers (This is the power of transforming into prayer mode at the crucial time) I hate to go to the front of the class because some smart girls would always answer correctly and make me look like an idiot!
Oh! I almost forgot! Assembly! I've never liked morning assemblies in school! We're required to sing the national anthem, the state anthem and the school anthem. Boring! Then the headmistress would say "I would like to say a few words..." but end up to a 20 mins speech. What a liar! Then we need to wait for another 5-10 mins to wait for our turn to go back to our class. Oh my!
While the kids were rushing to go back to the class, some of them would step my shoes! What's the point of cleaning our school shoes anyway? Back during my schooling days, my mother would always nag me to wash my school shoes and I would avoid to do so and she end up wash it for me. Didn't she know that clean shoes were destined to be stepped on? As a kid, there was no way you could keep your shoes clean especially when they were white! Cleaning shoes was a total waste of time! (This is because I'm lazy to do it)
Homework is one of the things I did not look forward to going to school. It was a way to stop me being a children because homework distracted me from playing and sleeping. (I just like to promote sleep a lot. Sleep is good!) Homework is stressful! Sometimes, I look forward too much to going home that the thought of doing homework rarely on my mind. I remember those days where I lied to my mother that I did not have any homework to do and I ended up in a hot pot. I've never met a kid who enjoyed doing homework. I'd bet that kid is a total weirdo if he/she likes that.
I did the same things for 6 years of my primary school life. I had to wake up early in the morning, I had to pack my school bag with ton of heavy books, I did my homework after the school hours, I studied for exams and the routine continues every day until I finishes primary school.
*P/s: I'm so tired! My shoulder ache and I'm hungry! I've a lot to share but I need to take a break. I'll continue in the next entry. Stay tuned!
Love,
W.
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