Old School Tales
I met up with old school friends for dinner today.. some of whom I haven't seen for more than 20 years! We had so much fun and laughter catching up and recounting stories of the good ole days @ BBGS when we were bushy-bright-eye- impressionable teenagers:
Puan N was a fearsome creature (especially when she widened her eyes while glaring at you) and infamous for her impromptu Geography pop-quizzes:
PN: Nenas tanam di tanah apa? (Pineapples are planted on what soil?)
Me: Er.. tanah gambut ('Peat' - a type of well-drained organic soil)
PN: Gambut? (Voice dripping with sarcasm)
Me: Tanah gambir? (Doubting my initial answer)
PN: Gambir???
Me: Errr.. tanah gambut
PN: Aku suruh kamu jawab soalan, bukan main TOTO! (I'm asking you to answer the question, not play TOTO!)
Me: .................
PN: Baik, last chance.. tanah gambut ke, gambir?
Me: Tanah.. gambir.. (Which is actually a type of plant)
(LONG PAUSE)
PN: Baik, tulis 50 kali! (Evil grin- Good! Write 50 lines)
Mrs. Ab, our beloved English teacher who taught us that only a single exclamation mark may be used at the end of a sentence and Orsen Wells' 'Beast of England' poem (from 'Animal Farm') may be sung to the tune of either La Cucaracha or My Darling Clementine:
MA: Alright girls.. I'm going to teach you some Thai.. please read this aloud
Us: Wata goo sa yam
MA: Good.. read it again.. say it faster this time
Us: Wata goo sa yam
MA: Faster..
Us: Wata goo sa yam
MA: Even faster..
Us: (Chanting loudly in unison).. What a goose I am!
Mrs. BW, an excellent Biology teacher who sometimes displays her 'sadistic side' tormenting poor insect-phobic students and Prouse House girls:
The frog we had just dissected suddenly twitched its legs! One of us rushed over to the lab cupboard.. grabbed some cotton wool.. soaked it in Formaldehyde.. and quickly placed it on the frog's mouth and nose..
BW: G-irls! Just what do you think you're doing?
Us: Ah.. the frog's leg moved
BW: So?
Us: So.. we are using more Formaldehyde to knock it out
BW: And where are you putting it?
Us: There, on the nose
BW: And how do frogs breathe? (Giving us the all-knowing 'you-girls-obviously-watched-too-much-TV' smile)
Us: (Sheepishly removing the cotton).. OHHhhh..
Us: Mrs. W, do only female frogs have eggs? (Wait.. that question didn't come out right.. we meant to ask if frogs were hermaphrodite amphibians.. but too late..)
BW: What do you think? (That smile again..)
Puan N was a fearsome creature (especially when she widened her eyes while glaring at you) and infamous for her impromptu Geography pop-quizzes:
PN: Nenas tanam di tanah apa? (Pineapples are planted on what soil?)
Me: Er.. tanah gambut ('Peat' - a type of well-drained organic soil)
PN: Gambut? (Voice dripping with sarcasm)
Me: Tanah gambir? (Doubting my initial answer)
PN: Gambir???
Me: Errr.. tanah gambut
PN: Aku suruh kamu jawab soalan, bukan main TOTO! (I'm asking you to answer the question, not play TOTO!)
Me: .................
PN: Baik, last chance.. tanah gambut ke, gambir?
Me: Tanah.. gambir.. (Which is actually a type of plant)
(LONG PAUSE)
PN: Baik, tulis 50 kali! (Evil grin- Good! Write 50 lines)
Mrs. Ab, our beloved English teacher who taught us that only a single exclamation mark may be used at the end of a sentence and Orsen Wells' 'Beast of England' poem (from 'Animal Farm') may be sung to the tune of either La Cucaracha or My Darling Clementine:
MA: Alright girls.. I'm going to teach you some Thai.. please read this aloud
Us: Wata goo sa yam
MA: Good.. read it again.. say it faster this time
Us: Wata goo sa yam
MA: Faster..
Us: Wata goo sa yam
MA: Even faster..
Us: (Chanting loudly in unison).. What a goose I am!
Mrs. BW, an excellent Biology teacher who sometimes displays her 'sadistic side' tormenting poor insect-phobic students and Prouse House girls:
The frog we had just dissected suddenly twitched its legs! One of us rushed over to the lab cupboard.. grabbed some cotton wool.. soaked it in Formaldehyde.. and quickly placed it on the frog's mouth and nose..
BW: G-irls! Just what do you think you're doing?
Us: Ah.. the frog's leg moved
BW: So?
Us: So.. we are using more Formaldehyde to knock it out
BW: And where are you putting it?
Us: There, on the nose
BW: And how do frogs breathe? (Giving us the all-knowing 'you-girls-obviously-watched-too-much-TV' smile)
Us: (Sheepishly removing the cotton).. OHHhhh..
Us: Mrs. W, do only female frogs have eggs? (Wait.. that question didn't come out right.. we meant to ask if frogs were hermaphrodite amphibians.. but too late..)
BW: What do you think? (That smile again..)
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