The Past

Lately, my brother reminds me of my days during primary school. I remember that it was really tough throughout the last 3 years in primary school.When I was in standard 1 till standard 3, I was just an average kid. Sometimes I do my homework, sometimes I don't really bother ( Most of the time, I didn't do because I didn't pay attention to teacher when she's giving us homework ) and sometimes I even get scoldings from the teachers.

But during my 4th year in primary school, I got in to the first class, usually known as the clever class. Seriously, I was really shocked. I'm like, how is that possible? And after going in to the first class, I experienced a lot of changes. I felt that the way the teachers treat the students from the normal classes and the clever classes are totally different. Teachers who teach the clever class usually put more effort in teaching and ensuring the students keep up with their homework from time to time.

Well, I recalled on my past lifestyle. Last time, when I was in the clever class, I have a lot of fears in me. When I arrive at school, when I go home, before I go to bed and even when I wake up in the morning, there's a kind of fear in me and I know it's because of the school and stuff. Last time,when I arrived home after school, I will shower and have lunch immediately and then I'll call my friend to confirm about the homework given. Then I'll take out my homework and pile it up infront of me and write a schedule so I could ensure my homeworks will be done by midnight. Then I'll start with the homework, following the schedule. When I'm doing my homework, I'll get tired and you know what? I'll give myself a two-minute sleep. Yes, you didn't read it wrongly, a two-minute rest. I'll set my watch alarm to wake me up after two minutes and then I'll continue my work. Stressful? Maybe.

Sometimes, I can even do my homework till 2 in the morning.Seriously, we have a lot of homeworks everyday. At least 5 homeworks, trust me. One could even take up for more than an hour. The maximum is usually around 12 on Fridays. Yes, I still remember it.

Well, you must be wondering how I got motivated during the 4th year and started to do my homework everyday. The secret is...the fear of getting caned. In the first class, it's hard to avoid getting caned. Let me tell you, when you didn't bring your book, you'll get caned. When you make noise in class, you'll get caned. When you didn't finish up your homework, you'll get caned. And when you have mistakes in your dictation and spelling, you'll get caned. Awesome?

Let me talk about the dictation and spelling, my teacher was really strict in it. When there's a slight mistake, you can't escape. You can even get cannings even if your whole dictation is exactly like the passage you memorised. Example : You should know how the chinese characters are like. If one of your line didn't touch the other line when you're supposed to let them meet, even if it's a nanometer away, you'll still get cannings. The one who's sitting beside you is often your enemy, because he/she will be the one checking your mistakes. I have this guy friend who sits beside me, I'm not sure if he hates me or what, because he often checks my dictation and spelling with more than enough care to ensure I will have all the cannings I'm supposed to get. Looking at him makes me what to find more of his mistakes on his book, even if it's unreasonable. Evil, eh?

That's why I have the fear in me everyday.Because you won't know, out of a sudden, you'll get scoldings and cannings. I'm not angry of the teachers or what. I think it's really a good way to get the students to do their homework. Unfortunately, I've became very lazy when I came to junior high school and I'm still lazy now in high school. *winks*