Tuesday, December 18, 2012


So, tomorrow is the announcement for PMR result. I’m sure some students could not possibly sleep tonight, eager to wait for tomorrow. And I’m also sure some just don’t give any damn interest on whether they score or could not even retain a single A. Hey, it is just PMR. If you fail, it is not the end of the world.

Your parents, however, would most probably be crushed. If you’re the type of students who constantly come to school and never miss any tuition classes, forcing your parents to make your school their second home by fetching you to and fro to your second home, they would probably cry harder than you.

On the other hand, if you could not be bothered with what your teachers are teaching in front as you were too busy discussing bigger world issues at the back of the class, then PMR is just another test that you did not study for and had no intention of passing with flying colours.

What I’m saying is, you reap what you sow. If you never came to after class session with teachers who are willing to wait for you, then you can expect not to get an A. If you were stingy to spend extra RM100 for night classes, then you can expect not to get a B. If you never attended weekend classes, then you can expect not to get a C. And if teachers gave you handouts of past year questions which you immediately crumpled and threw away, then you can expect not to pass any subject at all.

I am sure tomorrow will be a salty tears mega festival. Both kids and parents would be crying. There are two possibilities when this happen; either they cry out of joy that their hard work and perseverance are finally paid off OR they cry thinking “What the hell did you go to school for if you fail all subjects?”

Tomorrow would also be an emotional day for teachers like me who taught form three students. Whether all those hours babbling away really seeped in or it just flew away like birds after they shit on your shoulder. It is a test to see whether your teaching techniques were correct and could be repeated next year. Or you are a complete idiot and fail the whole class without trying at all.

Some teachers are having butterflies in their stomachs, thinking of the beatings (metaphorically, not literally, of course) they are going to get, should the result dropped down faster than Wednesday and  Pugsley dropped baby Pubert in the movie, The Adams Family. Your boss and your clients would sink you faster than Jack sank into the ocean in Titanic. Be sure to bring cotton wool to jam your ears from the insults and complaints when you go to school tomorrow.

However, if your students score, expect “Thank You” and a pat on the shoulder. That’s just about it.

Well, guess I will see what happen tomorrow. Do I have butterflies in my stomach? Nah...

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