Such Drama.

I have school-going siblings. Okay, fine, just one school-going sister. The other one's old enough to marry. Not.

But that's not the point today. The point today is that having a sister who goes to the same school as I went to is like having Live Traffic via Feedjit every other day. There are always school stories. Always. And trust me, not all are pretty. No sirree.

Mostly, the stories revolve around the issue of teachers, exams, peers and teachers again. Teachers. Always about teachers. Yes sirree.

The new teachers are so... different (I can't put my finger on a word other than this for now) from those we had back then. The veterans like Mr.Gui and Ms. Vicky, Bawang, Cik Rahmah and even Ustzh. Habibah to name a few are so... cool (?!) and most importantly, so well-balanced that it makes me cringe thinking about the new teachers there in that school, who are now the guardians of my sister.

They are generally not bad teachers, according my sister. In class, they teach the most interesting subjects, in the most interesting of ways. But when it comes to exercising their powers as wardens, they transform into something else. It has come to a point that it's so ridiculously unreasonable, it's not even amusing how eager they are to assert their power. It has become just unreasonable. Period.

From my sister's testimony, they have gotten so emotional over everything. I don't know how many people still remember the issue of berkat, but I still remember how big of an issue it was then. Out of college, it still is a big issue, but it's not so blown out of proportion anymore. Well at least not as blown as it used to be anyway.

But right now in college, the issue of berkat of the PMR Candies are being repeated time and time again, at each meeting, whether directly or by way of painful hints.

Is there such a thing as putus berkat? I mean, how reasonable is that someone if that someone keeps on repeating putus berkat, like she is not thinking of the consequences of saying such things. I believe that as an educator, you should be better than your students. And by that, I mean, you must set an example for them and not be as emotional as they are. If a 3rd Former says something that hurts you, must you say something hurtful in return to that 15 year old?

It makes you look equally idiotic, don't you think so? Surely you are of better standards, right?

The adolescense period is the emotional period. They all say things they don't mean, and most likely don't care to think of at that point, but that period will end and they will come around. I mean, look at how most of us have bloomed. We all said and did stupid things at some point in our lives. And we still turned out to be okay.

I wonder if the teachers realise that screaming their lungs out at students won't make them come around. I wonder if they know that if they retaliate by saying mean things, people lose respect for them. I wonder if they even know how to strike a balance; between being an educator and being a friend at the same time. So that the kids will eventually see why some rules exist, etc. There is such a thing as an explanation, you know.

Amazing how this lady (sorry, I'm linking you and quoting you without permission. please don't mind?) can think of this, "secondary school students are as much children as they are adults, and that therein lay the dilemma of how to educate and parent them simultaneously" just after 10 months of working while those whom have been in the industry for so long fail to realise the underlying problem, is that they have failed to identify the very problem stated above.

Come on, surely the girls in that school ain't that bad. I mean, as compared to us, I think they are practically saints! So, I don't see the need for the teachers to be as they are now. Teachers of worst students have come up with better solutions and I'm sure those in that school can do the same as well.

Or do they need to be somewhere else before they realise that those they have now are some of the nicest they will ever have.

(though admittedly, memang ada budak college jahat sangat sekarang ni)

Oh, well, that was my 20 cents worth of thoughts, anyway. Such Drama.