This may seem like a post that really should have come up 2 days ago but I've been just a tad bit busy 2 days ago what with the assignment that took most of my friends' breaths away.

But fret not, I have NOT forgotten that Teacher's Day happened merely 2 days ago. I can still remember how teacher's day used to be celebrated in my school days whether primary or secondary. It used to be something on a high profile, with cakes and a party as well as a lots of junk food and soft drinks back in primary school. I suppose it's not everyday that you get something like that when you're a kid and all these unhealthy things seemed like the best treat anyone could get considering we weren't really good with money to begin with. I wouldn't know about anyone else, but I'm pretty sure I lived with RM 1 when I was in Standard 1 and that said a lot because a plate of nasi lemak used to be RM 1. Trust me though, I started off with only 20 cents to boot and I will never forget (considering how I am reminded over and over again by my dad who was sneakily hiding behind the bus stop) how I have braved and fought through the crowd to the ice cream man thinking that my puny 20 cent was really a 50 cent coin and I was extremely sure I could get a scoop of ice cream out of that from the Indian "aneh" who came on his bike with his little bell.

Teacher's Day was more of a reason to escape classes come secondary school because there were no more parties or cake or bottles of Coke with Twisties to share. Everything was a norm, there was freedom more than anything and seemingly when we were at that rebellious age, everything goes. We drank in class, we ate when we weren't supposed to and admittedly, I once played truant away from a class to run into another class. Every May 16th seemed like the perfect day to just pull out the pity cards and to tell our teachers that "they" really deserved a break and that they really should just let us off without anything to do. It was funny because we never thought that they would fall for it but now that I think back, they probably knew our trick and only played along. I guess that's what teachers always do isn't it? They strive hard to educate us and yet we hold grudges for them. They work their asses off while we complain that they are suckers who do nothing but burden us with homework, folios and nothing but newspaper clippings and a whole load of reading. Every examination was difficult and we were more than determined to prove that our teachers were really the devil's disciples out to take our lives because that's what they are paid for. It's funny because as you grow, you realize all these silly thoughts you once had is a good laugh by itself.