Started in the school called SJKC(C) Chung Hwa Confusion (A), was in
standard one with teacher Tan Boon Boon as my form teacher. I was described as
the most responsive student in class because I was not afraid to ask questions,
I raised up my hand immediately when I had something in mind that I don’t
understand or I want to ask about. Being so good in my parents’ and teachers’
thoughts, I was actually a naughty type that keeps to myself all the time.
Starve to save money so that I can buy some silly toys that I had in mind
without letting my parents know about it, friends will often ask me why but I
didn’t tell them the truth. In recess, go to the place where students usually
wait for their parents after school which is beside the guard house. Pick up
some tiny little fruit from some trees which I had no clue about and toss them
around like grenades. Then my enemy will usually shows up and starts a grenade
tossing battle with me. There was a time when my mom showed up, my enemy wasn’t
there, I was just about toss my grenade but I stopped when I saw her. She asked
me why wasn’t I eating, I told her that I was helping my school to do a cleanup
job, collecting small fruit litter on the ground, she believed me and didn’t
bother to ask me a second question. The reason she came was because I forgot to
bring my water bottle to school, I took my bottle and asked her to go home
immediately so that I can continue doing my “cleanup job”, didn’t realized that
she cared for me that much when I was a silly little kid, how stupid was I.
Standard 2:
First day of school, was given some homework during the Chinese
session, got punished the next day for not doing my homework, I was so blur
that time when the teacher announced what to do for our homework, asked
somebody but I still don’t get what she meant. Teacher asked for the submission
of our homework on the next day, I told my teacher I don’t know anything about
any homework she gave. Later on, got punished with a few strikes on my hand and
backside by using a Cain, my brother was called upon in the middle of his
class, he got beaten too for my mistake, teacher asked him to look after me, if
I don’t pass up any homework again, he will get punished too. My brother checked
on me every day to make sure that I did my homework, last about a week.
Standard 3:
Mom kept on telling me to work hard to prepare a government exam
called PTS because my brother took it before and said it was hard, but I don’t
know why I didn’t have that exam that year.
Standard 4:
There was once when I was sitting in the hall as usual after recess,
got hit on the back of the head with a book by a girl that I didn’t know, she
apologized because she had mistaken me for one of her friends’ that had a
similar view of my head from behind.
Standard 5:
Liked a girl named Wong Jia Wen in the top class, an athlete which
represented the school on various competitions, had good grades, a role model and
the head prefect of our school. Looked at her all the time but never talked to
her, thinking she would looked down on an average person like me who was in the
second class. Joined the school’s English allocution contest and won third
prize, admired by a few students, even people from the 1st class will approach
me to ask about some English questions after exams. Found a RM50 on the floor
after school, asked a friend to bring it to the teacher as I was in a hurry
back home. Next day, teacher asked me about the money, I said I found it and I
asked my friend to bring it to you. After a few days, got called up the stage
and was awarded with a Certificate of Honesty, was so surprised that time. One
day, saw one of my friends getting bullied by someone another of my classmates,
stood up to him and asked: “why, what’s the problem?”, he replied: “how many
cars do you have in your house.”, I was thinking, what the hell, he’s rich
means he can do whatever he wants? Then I replied: “so what if you have so many
cars at home, it’s useless if you have that type of attitude in life.” He then
just walked away and I cheered my friend up because he was crying.
Standard 6:
Continued joining English, Malay and Mandarin allocution contests,
won back a few prizes too but I can’t remember any of them. Play truant on
Saturday activities, played badminton beside the canteen. Got 1st in the class
for the last school’s examination but got back a D for my Malay essay paper in the
government exam (UPSR), cried after going back home because I can’t proceed to
form 1 with that results, had to stay in remove class for one year, sister
cheered me up by comparing her results with mine which was even worse than me.
Decided to go into private schools , to avoid wasting one year in remove class,
had a few choices, elder sister asked me not to go to Han Chiang Private as the
students there are bad influences to me and the fees is not affordable to our
family that time, Chung Ling Private was also expensive but close to my house,
my final decision was Phor Tay Private, had a full scholarship until form 3,
the school have Buddhist teaching
sessions for every week which gave my mom a good reason to let his son study
there.
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