I got into an all-boys school. AN ALL-BOYS SCHOOL. Let’s just call that school SMK G.I. Joe – I promised the principal, Mr. Love, to protect its privacy. And yes, that’s his real name. I kid you not. And you do not want to know what comes before that.
It was really interesting to see what four hot, young female teachers can do to 500 boys who are deprived of the fairer sex of their age.
It was bedlam.
It almost felt like a mass adulation of a goddess where even an unmet attention could break a boy’s heart.
Or like a mass verbal sexual harassment when you visit a prison cafeteria full of prisoners whose only source of sexual gratification is by sticking their wang up to their cellmate's butt.
Depends on how you look at it.
But I kinda like it there. Not because of their undying attention we get though (well, maybe just a tinsy winsy bit for ego-boosting on an ugly day). But for what we can actually, maybe do for this school.
‘Coz this school is a mess.
ETR is the expected target of students passing, made by the big guns (those of above the headmaster). And TOV is the reality – the actual number of student’s passing. And if this isn’t messed up enough, the PMR students' ETR is 65%. The TOV? 7.7%. This is probably the worst school in JB.
Besides having to be made answerable to the big gun’s massively blind expectations of the school, the teachers here are struggling to even teach them how to read, write and count, and to make sure they come to school, or not get into fights, or not getting suspended or expelled.
Speaking of expulsion, it has become a norm in this school. Due to the education policy that one school cannot deny a student’s right to register, SMK G.I. Joe has been kicking out students and taking back them in like an ex you can’t get rid of. And they receive with open arms expelled students from other schools, ‘coz they don’t have a choice.
Some never entered class after that, and only show up during their PMR or SPM.
Bottom line: this place is not for rookie teachers, especially babies like us.
But like I said, I kinda like it here. The teachers are nice and won’t give you a hard time. The Joes here may be wild, raucous, lazy, rude and horny, but I think for good reasons. They’re just kids from broken families who craved for a little love and attention. And the numbers may show that they are just a bunch of retards who most probably will end up pushing drugs for a living, but I can see (from my classroom observation) that they are not entirely stupid. They just need a little push.
The Penolong Kanan told us, “If you can handle SMK G.I. Joe, you can handle any schools.”
I’d like to come back here for my practical. I’d take the risk of getting a sadistic lecturer whose only sworn objective is to destroy me and my grades.
‘Coz I think the experience will be worth it.
That is, if I don’t die in the process.
Here’s a short footage of the Joes on our last day:
Or maybe I'm just being a dreamer, thinking I could save the world by helping these kids.
Geez, the ridiculous plot of Heroes Season 3 is really messing with my head now.