One of our wisest and smartest classmates said: "We are doing History in Historical times!" (Sorry if I misquoted) He was none other than Low Rong Chang. This quote could have not been more correct as a promise was made that today, change will come in a blizzard, a storm, a typhoon, a hurricane, whatever it would come in.
Soon, we were sitting in our seats, the teacher trying her very best to keep us quiet and in control, although to no avail. We awaited the paper that we dreaded the most; some however, waiting eagerly to show off their skills. Sighs and insane laughter erupted in the classroom. The nervous expressions turned to facial expressions of worry and fear. How would I explain to my parents? How to get the answer? Is there a textbook in the toilet? Think! Think! What is this Piagam Madinah?
It was all quiet and pens started to scratch the paper. Whether it was fact or merely fiction, it did not matter, as long as it filled up the paper. Soon, boys started filing our the door, going to the toilet. Heads started to turn around; to the back, to the front, to the sides.
12.30 came slowly but surely as the school bell rang, indicating the end of the paper. We couldn't wait to share our experience during the paper. Most students could be seen swearing and cursing, some sitting calmly discussing the paper, very few carrying a serene yet small smirk on their face.
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Come on people. We still need to work hard to prove to our teachers that if we don't listen in class, we can still get good results. No, not that actually. We need to prove that 5S4 is the best. Continue the good fight even though some of us may have "failed" in this one.
Pope Baldie
Come on people. We still need to work hard to prove to our teachers that if we don't listen in class, we can still get good results. No, not that actually. We need to prove that 5S4 is the best. Continue the good fight even though some of us may have "failed" in this one.
Pope Baldie
