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racist's volcanic explotion
...written on 2004-07-07, @ 10:02 p.m.
I was so mad at Nithiya today. Because of him, me and Atifah got scolded by Miss Tang for not handing in our EST homework last Friday. Well, he said to Atifah on Friday that we don't have to pass up our book. Then me, Atifah and other muslim student went to our Islamic Studies class. All the non-muslims stayed in class for Moral Studies. Then Nithiya collected the books! And he didn't even find us to pass up our books. It's obviously not our fault. Atifah had even asked David to call us at our Islamic Studies class if Nithiya were to collect our books. David, obviously did not even bother to tell us that.
No, I'm not mad that Miss Tang put Late! on my book. I don't really care that I've been embarrassed in class for that. What I'm really pissed-off about was how it relates to our race. I see the connection here: Atifah, Zata and me are Malays. And we got our fair share of Miss Tang's scolding and nagging. It truly makes Malays look bad don't it? I tried hard not to be a racist, but it really shows. How Miss Tang had always loved the Chinese and Indians better than the Malays. Well, she likes Zata too, but that's because Zata speaks English like an American. Yes, I mean all the time. I dunno if it's just my imagination that makes me feel this way, but it does.
I don't understand why some teachers like Miss Tang always paid extra attenton to all the clever people. Teachers are supposed to be guiding the weaker students so that they can become better, right? If she keep on doing that, I'm sure the other student will not have the skill to be better and this will result in her getting angry for our failure. I don't care if she did not even once praised my essays or my creativity no matter how hard I tried. I'll praise myself. I can show it to other English teacher or my mum. What I really know is that if I got an A for my English in exams, it's not because of Miss Tang. It comes from my own hard work, my own effort. If I do succeed in English, I won't say a single thank you to her. She will be happier without students like me anyway.
Sometimes I feel that some of the Chinese in my class only think of themselves. They didn't think about others. Yeah it's really a dog eats dog world in my class. If they even take care, they will only save their best friends asses, not anybody else. I find it hard to find help in there. Sincere help, not a half-hearted help. I think if there were a flood, or a fire in there, and I'm drowning to death, I will die. No kidding.
Lastly, I had always knew all along that David cannot be relied on. He only helps when the thing he helps will bring him fame or will make him known by everybody. That's really him.