Burn in hell, LDW.
No, really. I'm very serious. I think we might have inadvertently started a clash between the Chinese and English department. Which would be fun.
OK as you people know, I hate my Chinese teacher, LDW. I forgot how many stupid things he did to us, but after the class discussion on him, I was reminded that he pointed the middle finger at us jokingly. But really, who cares whether he was laughing at his own joke or not? He might be attacking us, and that he might really mean the middle finger shit. I remember that pointing the middle finger at any one would break some international law, because it's supposedly disrespectful or something. I'm not making things up, because he really did point his long thin finger at us once. He was explaining the various reproductive organs of human beings and how to write them in Chinese in the crudest way possible, and frankly speaking, even I am disgusted. It takes a lot to make me disgusted, if you didn't notice.
And he plays basketball, and supposedly suck at it. I don't know basketball since I don't play it much, but if he's a pile of old bones he should watch out for rheumatism and arthritis and whatever joint-related problems he might develop at old age(ie, now). Besides, I'm certain that he suffers from osteoporosis and it'd be best if he doesn't come to school at all. But I'm no doctor. Some of my friends who play basketball met him on the basketball court once, and some students didn't want to play with him. And he issued them a challenge in Chinese, and I translated it to English because I can't remember the full contents. It was something like 'Fuck your mother, don't dare play?' Not sure though. I won't put it past him to say such things.
We complained to our teacher, and she told us about a nasty experience she had with him. No, not rape though people say that she's damn hot and all. It was like, her CCA boys were using the much-disputed Parliament room, or something. Cat High has weird names for weird places, and weird names for normal places. He wanted his Chinese Drama people to use the room, even though it's really supposed to be used by her CCA. And he shouted at her, exemplary conduct of a gentleman. Really, I'm in awe by his ability to shout at women. I mean, who can do it? Which man can actually do such a thing to a woman? I really admire his balls (or lack thereof).
The teacher noted that our tone sounded rather much like an uprising, an open revolution in which we're ready to die fighting for freedom and against oppression.
And we did die.
He stormed in during his lesson with a face similar to your table partner's when she realizes that you kouped her girlfriend. The example was screwed, sorry, but what I'm trying to say is that he looked pissed, tried to control his anger, but gave up halfway. And exploded his load of jizm on all of us, leaving an indelible stain in everyone's memory.
He started off by showing some shit about the latest composition we did, and I got 39/70. Which wasn't very bad as compared to the whole class, but he attacked me anyway. He attacked almost everyone, and an apt description would be that he left no stones unturned.
I can't say that I'm enthusiastic about learning Chinese, or at least under him, but hey, I did contribute when he's asking for opinions. Only when he asked me did I not contribute, because those are the times when I just woke up. Not fair, he attacked me when I was half-asleep, boohoo!
I really wonder why he carries on teaching. He showed us a table shit once, and all the classes he was teaching were the last few classes, the bottom line. And he had the cheek to say that he has lousy students. He epitomizes and sodomizes the word obnoxious.
Which leads me to think that we have a screwed Chinese department. They're getting way too much power. Our morning assemblies start at 7.45AM, and the teachers are allowed to hold morning remedial sessions. The Chinese department were allowed 3 days, and English, 2. The other subjects--none. OK I might be a bit wrong here, because I normally end up sleeping through the morning sessions anyway, but still I hope you get my point that the Chinese department is slowly taking over the lives of Cat High gentlemen.
The teacher also talked about decent Chinese teachers we could turn to. And she was hard put to find really good ones, and when she recalled one, he was already transferred to GYSS. And it's really sad because I'm quite sure that the NCC Land guys love and respect him a lot. Which proves my point that the Chinese department is rather screwed, chasing away the real talents while keeping the China scams. I'm not saying that people from China aren't good, I'm just saying that we're dealing with one stubborn, loudmouthed, obnoxious cheena person, who happens to be our Chinese teacher. When she mentioned Bobby, I heard a tinge of regret or something. Maybe it's to teachers as a whole, or maybe just to him. She said something like 'You can come back from a vacation, or a week's break, and find a letter on your desk, telling you to report to another school in X days.' It's really tough working in Cat High I guess. It's like trying to survive in the Grand Line. Screwed.
I've loved my school throughout these years, but I feel that something really wrong is happening. Although I don't have the power to do anything, I'm sure that if we all stand up together in class to confront LDW, he'd have to back off. But students are apathetic pieces of shit, and can't be bothered.
Which reminds me, LDW hauled like 8 of us out because we owe him one piece of homework. One piece, for me. And so he ate up the English and Chemistry period even with his thin frame. Basket. I don't mind ponning Chemistry (because I didn't do homework), but I mind missing English. Not that I love the subject a lot, but that anywhere is better than getting stuck at some place forced to do shitwork you don't even know how to do in the first place.
And it was raining, a truly miserable day. I called forth the power of lightning to strike him down, but alas! I failed. Lightning rods (my dick) and all. And yes, mine can really take the impact of the powerful natural phenomenon.
After school ended, I handed up the piece of work with Leonard. LDW's eyes were supposedly sore or inflamed or something. Most probably crying. I have no sympathy for him, especially since he attacked me in class. 39/70 is my maximum potential indeed. There are others out there who didn't fare as well as me even though they did all his work. He didn't attack them, but just reported their marks and fell short of scolding. What can he say to that then? OK I know I do have to work harder to master my mother tongue, but his help is more of a hindrance. I really hope that he'd just screw off.
Middle finger, whacking people, scolding like shit, teaching vulgarities, shouting at nice female teachers, sharing of useless information which simply means him vs. an influential person which results in him winning, tackling almost anything English, hating people who aren't Chinese, blah blah. You name it, he's done it. He talked to us about Lust, Caution and the balls from the main character that popped up.
Can we petition against him or something? I know it's a lot of shit, but even shit is better than him so why not?
And no one cares about what he has to say. No one wants to know. No one wants him to teach us.
Yet he still carries on, berating us, attacking us, treating us like shit, blah blah. Why make things bad for us and you?
Just drop dead already.
And you know what's the worst thing? We're going to have his morning remedial session, followed by..double Chinese.
Shit.
-- 4/10/2008 09:28:00 PM
