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Monday, June 04, 2007


-mdm zaiton-


whenever the KGB meet up we would not fail to talk about seconcary school

mdm zaiton aka sergeant is one of our favourite teacher. cos we would not fail to piss her off.

when ever the class starts, we would stand up and greet her. when others had sat down, the kgb would wait for the order- "sesape yg tak buat kerja rumah,angkat meja angkat kerusi duduk luar." so we would go out and finish up our homework-outside the classroom-together.

below are some of the individual effort that made her mad

AFZAL

it was the first few weeks of secondary 2. she was just getting to know our names. afzal was talking to someone. the class was nosiy and she wanted to bring order to the classroom. so she shouted " esdy!". esdy who was in fornt of her say "ye cikgu"- but she did not hear it. afzal continued to talk. by now she was really mad. "EH ESDY!! SAYE SUROH AWAK DIAM AWAK MASIH CAKAP EH??" esdy was stunned. by now everyone knew that she was refering to afzal and so someone commented that he was afzal and not esdy. she kept quiet while keeping her fierce face. i knew deep in side she was really embarrassed.

ALFIAN AND ESDY

it was in sec 3. esdy and alfian sits together. so that day zaiton was teaching the different types of composition.

zaiton-"sape bole beri saye contoh2 karangan?"
class-" descriptive....argumentative..bla bla.."
alifan-"detective!"

upon saying that esdy and alfian started giggling. they then covered thier faces with the textbook and continued giggling.

just imagine that the whole class was not using textbook, and these two guys was holding up thier book and was giggling loudly.

zaiton got mad and she shouted at the two of them" knape korg ketawa2 ni!? korg fikirkan klakar eh!!?


ME

i think i made her mad the most number of times. one time i was just making a joke to her and i got scolded

it was malay lesson again and that thay i sat with sahairi. zaiton asked us to do some exercises from the malay workbook. unfortunately sahairi did not bring his book that day. so he just sat beside me doing nothing

she was going around the class to check on things. she stopped at sahairi and look at him. sahairi looked up at her and gave his trademark smile and said" heh heh heh..."

zaiton-"mana buku kamu??"
sahairi-"maaf kan saya cikgu.. saya lupa nak bawa"
zaiton -"tiada maaf bagi mu.."

she wasnt angry or anything. and so i came into the picture

me-"cikgu.. sedangkan nabi maaf kan umat nye"

she replied immediately "APA NABI2!!! INI BUKAN SOAL NABI!"

i just kept quiet and continued my work while she keeps on nagging..

FARID

i could not not remember anytime that he made zaiton mad. but i remembered one time he "suck up" with zaiton

she was showing us her photo album. at one photo we knew that the girl in the photo was zaiton's daughter.

farid asked her " ini cikgu mase time muda2 eh?"

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we had so much fun in zaiton's class and i think its becaouse of her that MOST of us got B for malay. not all but most...



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