Thursday, October 06, 2005

The schools I have been in...

I was having a conversation and for some reason we ended talking about the old days... Nostalgia. I must be getting old since flashbacks have become frequent conversation topics.

I digress. We were talking about the schools we came from, and that started me thinking about all the schools I have been in. So here are the schools in chronological order:

Sembawang Estate Primary School
I was in this school in Primary one and then shifted to another school when my family moved to Ang Mo Kio.

Mayflower Primary
I was here up to primary 6. I had great friends there. Sadly, I have lost their contact information. I wish I know how they are getting on. Did I tell you I scored an aggregate 3.6% lower than the higest aggregate that year?

Mayflower Secondary
I was here for less than 3 weeks. My parents thought it was a good idea to send me to a nearby school in Ang Mo Kio. I thought so too. Besides Mayflower is the feeder school for my primary school so it was a logical progression.

Ahmad Ibrahim Secondary School.
I was hear for a day. At my mom's friend persuasion, my dad tried to transfer me to Raffles Institution but was told there was no vacancy and the available places were for scholars. Disappointed, my parents transferred me to Ahmad Ibrahim, which was back then a better school in terms of academic results in my vicinity. I was here for one day. Bought the school uniform and wore it for one day only.

I also remembered that I broke the legs of a chair when I sat on it.

Raffles Institution
Finally the principal Mr A K Sigamoney called up my dad so I was transferred to Raffles Institution. I was here up to secondary 4. I thought wearing white was cool.

Raffles Junior College
It was kind of natural to move to RJC, being an ardent Rafflesian. I joined Interact Club in RJC and choir. A lot of fun! I did GP, Econs, Physics, C Math and F Math in JC.

School of Military Medicine (SMM)
I learnt to be a medic in the army here. Back then SMM was in SAFTI which was very far away. I still have the needle puncture marks from many practise sessions on infusion. I have since developed a phobia for sharp objects.


University of Cambridge
I did my first degree in Electrical and Information Sciences, followed by a Master Degree in Engineering (Communications) here. I love punting down River Cam and the fellowship of countless cookouts. I also fondly remembered the changing of seasons and the Welsh mountained I trekked up. Did I tell you I did a solo climb of Mount Olympus?

National University of Singapore
I spent 2 years doing a research master degree in Engineering. It was on mathematical modelling. Quite gruesome. But at least I found out my love for teaching here, so I decided to be a teacher.

National Institute of Education
One year learning how to teach. I grew fatter here because there was too many canteen breaks. The most memorable in NIE was the long flight of stairs leading to the canteen. It was also ironic that some of the teachers teaching trainee teachers were really quite hopeless when come to teaching.

Clementi Town Secondary
I teach here as a contract teacher and during my teacher training phase. I had a tough time with my classes, especially with defiant girls. At one time, I received hate-mail froma girl with a lot of expletives and in no uncertain terms describe me as the worst teacher she ever had. It was discouraging and I had second thought about being a teacher. But thanks to the encouragement and guidance of more experienced teachers, I decided not to give up.


Anglo Chinese School (Independent)
My current stopover. I am enjoying every minute of it here as a teacher. I am blessed with wonderful students who love learning, fun-loving and adorable.They made me glad that I did not give up when I wanted to. I hope that I had served them well during my first year here in ACS(I) and they have learnt something useful that they can take away with them to the next level.

I cannot say where I will go next. Life is very fluid and I guess I better leave it in God's good hands.

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