22 August 2008

Kids Are Quick

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TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America ..

MARIA: Here it is.

TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America ?

CLASS: Maria.

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TEACHER: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?

JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.

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TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?

'GLENN: K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L'

TEACHER: No, that's wrong

GLENN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.

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TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?

DONALD: H I J K L M N O.

TEACHER: What are you talking about?

DONALD: Yesterday you said it's H to O.

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TEACHER: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.

WINNIE: Me!

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TEACHER: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?

GLEN: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.

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TEACHER: Millie, give me a sentence starting with 'I.'

MILLIE: I is..

TEACHER: No, Millie..... Always say, 'I am.'

MILLIE: All right..... 'I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.'

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TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree, but also admitted it. Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?

LOUIS: Because George still had the axe in his hand.

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TEACHER: Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?

SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.

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TEACHER: Clyde , your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his?

CLYDE : No, sir. It's the same dog.

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TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?

HAROLD: A teacher

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Another interesting facts:

This funny story occured during Geography lesson this morning, when we were supposed to do a few questions and hand in when the period ends.

I was lazy to do because, well, the answers to the questions were quite obvious, so I just copied every single thing from Siwadol. And I mean everything.

Ken finished before me and he passed it to Miss Thia for a quick check-through. Overall she said his answers deserved full marks before he had clearly stated the neccessary points and elaborations.

But When it came to my turn, she looked through the paper and this is what she said:

"Hmmm, I think your answers were not very clear leh, compared to Ken's one. You see, he has elaborated clearly and has enough points to support his stand. As for you, hmmmm..... I think you need to explain more ok?"

Ken overheard this and we both ROFLOAS. (Rolled on the floors laughing our asses off.)
The funniest part is she actually DID compare my answer with Ken's!

I copied everything from him, and we received different comments?

LOL. No comments.

But I have no offence against Miss Thia. She's a good teacher really.

The Maths paper was easy. A bit confusing here and there but that's the minor part. I should get 90% or above. I think MOE should reduce the time duration for P2 by 30 minutes. I finished the paper early and even checked through it, but still had to sit and wait for another 1 hour 45 minutes.

That thoughtful look with the affectionate smile.... doesn't tell me much.

My problem now is no longer combined humanities or English, but Physics, Chemistry and A. Maths. Have not been paying enough attention. -.-

The dry beef vermicelli, a Vietnamese traditional food, I had for dinner today reminded me of my happy past.

We were having a little lunch break in between our work in the restaurant when she suggested we eat something different. She told me to eat the dry beef vermicelli because she liked it. As the chefs were not around so we decided to make the food on our own. All the ingredients were there and the procedures were pretty simple so we didn't need the chefs after all.

She did all the cutting and chopping vegetables and sauces while I prepared the noodles and beefs. We worked together to prepare the food and even joked around as if nobody was there. So and so, when the food were ready, we sat in a quiet corner, where nobody could disturb us, and enjoyed the meal we prepared on our own together.

Later, she prepared coffee for me (when she knew I was sleepy) and I drank it. Strangely enough, I didn't feel the usual bitterness of this black coffee that my weird brother loves so much at all, but instead I could feel all the love and care that made it. And I started to treasure life a bit more. My body relaxed and I looked deeply at her. She returned by a little smile, a cute and child-like smile that I would never forget.

Those were the memories.