1994, Standard 5.....
It was another year of being pet student to a few teachers. Yeah, those were proud moments, being a teacher's favourite student, making the other students jealous. Actually no one was really jealous of me as far as I knew. Because I was never proud. Haha!
My class teacher liked me a lot, and it was in this year that I was named 'Model Student' and won an award and a trophy at the end of the year in school. I didn't even know about it until the early morning when we were lining up to go into the hall. My class teacher came up to me and said in Chinese - "you'll be receiving the Model Student Award later" and smiled at me, then walked away. And I had no idea what she said because her Chinese was so fast and too 'deep' for me to catch. So I just said "OK". And later on, I found out what she meant - after going up on stage to collect the trophy. Silly incident it was...
However, for Standard 5, I got kicked out of the 'smart class'. This whole year, I was in the 'normal class', and the 'stupid' students became my friends. I still remember how I found out that I was going to this class. I was chit chatting with a teacher in the staff room, and when she went to the toilet, I saw the list on her desk. And then.... WHAT????? I saw my name on the 'normal class' list. And straight away, I felt like crying. 'EGO DROP'..
HOW CAN????? Yeah, well, I didn't study hard enough. So I deserved it.
But the funny thing is - not being in the 'smart class' was probably the best thing for me. I didn't have the pressure of studying too hard, and I had enough time to do so many other things that year in school. I became a legend in the English Speech competitions - I joined the school choir - I became a librarian - I helped English teachers take over their classes for the Standard 1 English classes when the teachers were busy - I got selected to join the Leadership Camp in my school that was only open to 'selected' students - I acted in school dramas - I started being serious as a prefect (oh, did I not mention, I was selected to be a prefect in Standard 3) - I joined the Karate Club - and here is what else that happened:
I had this teacher, Ms Lo, who errmm, sorry to say but I was her pet student too. Why? She was my BM teacher. And she helped me realise that I could write very well in Malay too. She would read out my compositions in class, and she would also help me improve my writing. She formed this little group of students who were good in writing in Malay, and she put me in charge of it. So every week, we were given a title to write on, and our essays would be displayed on a special board for everyone to read. She was also my music teacher, and encouraged me to join the school's singing competition. She made me rehearse the song 'Doe, a Deer, a Female Deer .... ... ....." but for some reason which I really cannot remember, I backed out of the competition (not last minute) but after 2 days of practising. I decided to let other people join because they were selected way before me, and I felt it was unfair of me to just kick myself into their game. You se, I was famous for English speeches, they were famous for singing. So sometimes you just had to let it be. However, Ms. Lo inspired me. She gave me the opportunities to act in the school dramas and gave me big roles. So you see, I started acting long ago :)
What else is there to remember? Not much. It was a quiet year I guess. Apart from all the excitement I just wrote about!
Posted at 01:38 am by
domluk
