Fragments of the past

Ok I was reminded of what happened last Friday about our DM in school, which makes me ponder why the heck can he even be made DM in the first place. Alright so that’s not my point. My point is, my primary school DM was much much better than him. He was an ex-CID and was much younger and better-looking, alright not really very good-looking but at least BETTER. Everyone was really terrified of him cos he’ll be holding on to a cane every time he patrols around the school. Yup but he was an impartial person. He’ll only punish whoever had misbehaved and definitely would not blend in with the students. I mean, the students would have to be respectful towards you to make them adhere to whatever you say isn’t it? I think that’s what a DM should be like.

Anyway, I didn’t really have experiences with him cos mainly, I was a rather well-behaved student. Hehe (primary schools, how bad can it be?) Except for once though. It was sort of a bully case and I was the victim. But then it wasn’t really that serious cos it was only a mere play that got out of hand. I couldn’t remember the details, but it was something like this guy strangled me while playing around really ecstatically and I almost couldn’t breathe so I cried like hell. The case was then brought to the DM and I broke down in front of him, and he was nice to comfort me and punished the guy.  Yup the memories were vague but it left a strong impression on me. Cos ironically, I actually liked the guy for that (he apologized and we were friends again then yada yada) and he even went to the same secondary school as I was. Yeah it was so stupid.

Basically, it felt more like school during the primary school years. There’s like school buses, parents/guardians to fetch you after school and activities to make us learn more. But nonetheless, secondary schools are better cos gadgets and ankle socks were allowed, and most importantly, I didn’t feel like a kid anymore. Well perhaps if I were to write this post 3 years before, I would say I love primary school better. LOL. I mean, at different stages of life, you’ll feel differently. Like now, I’m leaving secondary school in a few months time, I’m beginning to appreciate wearing school uniforms and having lessons. Yeah. Sigh.

I’m sure everyone has the desire to grow up when you’re young. Now that I’m growing up, I don’t mind being a kid again. Growing up ain’t cool at all, srsly. Like how my parents always nag that studying is good for me, and you’ll regret not treasuring the days when you’re a student. I think they’re absolutely right.