We received several feedback and comments on the “Blast from the past (Part 1)”. The comments varies from sharing experiences of being kicked in the nuts by the A`s over a stupid “keropok” and having to cry after being stripped buck naked at Ugama school. Yeah sad but its true! Few requested continuation of this post as it bring back memories…memories of bitter sweet past.
Back in X, there was a section of the school which was restricted and dominated by the As. We the Bs are not allowed to past though this restricted area. It was basically a back alley staircase which we the Bs always referred to as the three floors of evils or stairway to hell. This place was more like headquarter office for the A`s where their Board of directors set their strategic plan on who is the next in line to be beat up or bullied. This was also the place where most of my fellows Bs were brought to trial and injustice. Tears were shed, blood was spilled, and underpants were lost at the staircase. Some of the daring B`s took their revenge by peeing on the staircase whenever they have the chance to as this was the closest that they can ever get to revenge. As for me, most of the time I hung out with the other Bs talking about “Kastra Baja Hitam” or “Gaban” at the B``s sanctuary: A small area near the principal and head discipline office.
Another dreadful moment for the B`s was the P.E ( Physical Exercise), a weekly program in which students have to play all sort of games with each other. Back then I can only play football, unfortunately so does the As. For some reason we the B`s were always group together in one team playing against the big bullies. Striker was the most unpopular position for the B`s as this required you to pass through the big defenders who were eager to try the latest acrobatic kung fu tackle move to defend their goalie. One thing about the A`s were that, they might have sucked at Maths, History or Commerce but they were football geniuses. These people can dribble, twist and shoot like a pro. The only advantage we Bs had was our small petite size and thus we can run…really fast. This skill was useful not only on the football pitch but anywhere in the school compound.
I realized that the more I write on this topic, the more ideas and memories flashed back into me. I can`t write it all but decided to extend this post to the last episode..Blast from the Past ( Part 3)..Till then..
Cheers!
Back in X, there was a section of the school which was restricted and dominated by the As. We the Bs are not allowed to past though this restricted area. It was basically a back alley staircase which we the Bs always referred to as the three floors of evils or stairway to hell. This place was more like headquarter office for the A`s where their Board of directors set their strategic plan on who is the next in line to be beat up or bullied. This was also the place where most of my fellows Bs were brought to trial and injustice. Tears were shed, blood was spilled, and underpants were lost at the staircase. Some of the daring B`s took their revenge by peeing on the staircase whenever they have the chance to as this was the closest that they can ever get to revenge. As for me, most of the time I hung out with the other Bs talking about “Kastra Baja Hitam” or “Gaban” at the B``s sanctuary: A small area near the principal and head discipline office.
Another dreadful moment for the B`s was the P.E ( Physical Exercise), a weekly program in which students have to play all sort of games with each other. Back then I can only play football, unfortunately so does the As. For some reason we the B`s were always group together in one team playing against the big bullies. Striker was the most unpopular position for the B`s as this required you to pass through the big defenders who were eager to try the latest acrobatic kung fu tackle move to defend their goalie. One thing about the A`s were that, they might have sucked at Maths, History or Commerce but they were football geniuses. These people can dribble, twist and shoot like a pro. The only advantage we Bs had was our small petite size and thus we can run…really fast. This skill was useful not only on the football pitch but anywhere in the school compound.
I realized that the more I write on this topic, the more ideas and memories flashed back into me. I can`t write it all but decided to extend this post to the last episode..Blast from the Past ( Part 3)..Till then..
Cheers!
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