It was a beautiful afternoon on 23rd august 2006 but no one knew this beautiful and magnificent day would end BAD.
the school bell screamed so darn loudly to make sure everyone, including those pig teachers sleeping, woke up from LALA land.
and it sure did make everyone wake up.
it was unfortunately, once again, history lesson and everyone hates history. but since it was the giving out of papers, everyone anticipated AND anticipated for their results.
just as they were getting uber anxious, a weird giant of a man stepped in, clad in a black and white spotted turban on his obsenely LONG face.
everyone looked up in unison. "oh damn it" everyone went.
"Good afternoon class" that man wif unproportional body parts said and stretched his head as long as he could.
we sort of choir-ed our greeting back.
he sent a glare to the loudest student from the corner of his eyes "I want a proper greeting"
so the class greeted PROPERLY this time and he was all the well satisfied.
"i want to check your history txtbook and workbook" he said in a comical indian accent that sent the whole class laughing.
so forcing his bamboo legs he made his way around the class.
"i nvr bring" murmured one student
the teacher pricked up his ears and slammed the students table with all his energy he got from eating roti prata.
"WRITE YOUR NAME HERE!!!!"
everyone cursed him under their breath.
so the student wrote and then quite satisfied. he continued his inspection.
spotting another student with only her WB on the table, he stormed towards her
"Where your workbook?"
the students smirked and pointed to her desk. "Inside"
like i said he was unexceptional tall, he has to tilt his body to one side to see the contents of the desk. and he failed.
grinning, the student stretched her hand in comfortably and retrieved her txtbook. holding it with both hands, she stretched it out to show the inspector with the long beard and sideburn.
"good. thats the attitude" and he walked away.
the student, feeling a little pissed by the tcher's bloody inspection, shook her both hands and uttered "see lar see lar"
that sent the whole class laughing.
thinking that he was seriously humiliated, he make a swift turn and he was lucky not to have fallen down coz it was such a common thing for him since the dimensions of his body was unbalanced.
"you dont be rude to the teacher! give me ur textbook!"
the studdent shoved the txtbooks to the hands of the teacher-gone-bonkers.
"WHOOSH" before anyone knew it, the txtbook flew high into the air, the cover flapping so joyfully that it finally could take flight but it disconnected from the book and landed alongside the the book which was already resting in peace in the rubbish bin.
everyone's jaw dropped "WOW he's accurate!"
oops.
no everyone felt "Damn how could u throw a student's book?"
"you want be rude izzit?"
"i nvr do anything"
"you stand up and get out of the class"
the student hopped out.
and the unreasonable old hag continued his inspection.
FAST FORWARD to after schl, when he requested the 2 students to meet him after schl but actually about half the class went.
and the 2 students and him talked and talked and talked until one broke down.
"SO u say i wrong lah!" the teacher said.
the student said something which no one could hear
then it went on until the class's form teacher, who was informed of the atrocities of the history teacher, wanted to have a talk with the tcher.
and so they entered the HOD room which probably had a secret trapdoor which has a flight of 333 steps that leads to the staff room which was upstairs coz the form teacher disappeared after that, leaving the idiot hist. teacher.
the hist. tcher, who was damn thick skinned a bullet cant shoot thru opened the HOD rm door.
the girl whose book was so innocently and brutally disfigured, demanded "what about my book"
"give me ur txtbook" the tcher said
a student recited a script that was previously written to the girl and she said "why? give you the book let you throw ar?"
the teacher's cheeks went shamelessly red and he began to stammer "noo..noo. why would i throw your book?
"coz u did it the first time" the girl said after the assistance of the one reciting the script.
the teacher's face went red in embarrassment.
"i want scotch tape it for u"
"DUNWAN" the girl replied furiously.
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the story u just read was a true life story that happened to an unfortunate class in NCHS.
we hereby express our sincere pities to the class and we will feel extremely sorry for them.
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