This article contains sensitive materials for close-minded countries like Malaysia. So why don’t be a new gen kids, read it and take it easy.
It’s been a good Tuesday, we walked into our classroom, isolated in another block, situated at the highest floor of that block. The whiteboard, surprisingly written some gruesome Chinese words saying a boy likes “milk”, you know what that means.
Our 2 secret rooms, obviously somebody is planning some arson in there, they smoked and burnt a few pieces of papers writing 1Malaysia song. And next thing, our backyard (the empty space behind the seats) filled with colored papers resulted by firecrackers.
We swept them up, and don’t even gave shit to what happened.
The next day, headmistress and her “2nd-in-cmd” came in and gave a talk, claiming the whole classroom almost get burned down because we did not lock up the staircase.
How did they relate anyway?
According to headmistress, we did not lock them up in time, causing 2 boys and 2 girls to go inside and hide in the room, they had party and the party was not noticed by anyone else. Until 12am, the party goers came out, noticing all gates have been locked, they climbed out. The climbing, which in fact, is simply dangerous. If you fall down, you fall for about altitude of 4 floors.
The guys are finally spotted by somebody and handed over to police. And that’s how we get scold.
Oh really? I thought we did our job? Wait, is it our job to lock the stairs up? Unbelievable! How did they generate such awesome stories? And how the hell the headmistress have no idea we have been told by school admins to move over and we uninstalled all decorations? And she scolded us for not decorating the class? Scandal.