The morning sun peered through the window of 4B classroom at Tanjong Katong Secondary school. Students filed into the classroom. Many of whom carried dull and blank faces. It was English lessons with Mdm Sonia Yeo. It was the lesson everyone dreaded. The lesson started off in flames when Mdm Yeo started to scold the class for "incorrect attitude". Many students crashed their heads onto their desks when she started.They could not withstand the onslught of her fiery tongue. It was going to be a long torture for them. Meanwhile, Afiq, the hard gay, started to create entertainment by showing off his "hard gay" stuff. No one cared about the work she gave them. Except for the few' quai kias" (nerds) so scribbled furiously at the boring worksheet. The lesson remained dull and almost half dead until Mdm Yeo said" I want this worksheet handed in...and I want neat handwriting!!! &@%^$#*!!!" Suddenly, a pandemonium swept through the classroom. Everyone started to crap out answers. Some people like ZhiPeng resorted to copying. He asked ChiWen and Ying Ying ,who sat infront of him, for answers but they could hardly make sense out of the crappy worksheet. This was because much of the content in it was bullshit. Finally he got hold of JonK's script, which was written in rather illiterable handwriting.( JonK's handwriting has been famous for his untidiness) ZhiPEng copied furiously. Suddenly, Mdm Yeo got up to ZhiPEng and shrieked with chicken-like voice," JONATHAN KHOO!!!! I FINALLY KNOW WHO YOUR ARE!!! YOUR HAND WRITING IS ATTROCIOUS!!! I CAN"T BELIEVE YOU WHITE PEOPLE CAN WRITE SUCH HORRENDOUS ENGLISH!!!!! @&^^$*&^%#&$^&*(^#7863%^^$33&^%$!!!!!!" ZhiPeng stared in surprise and awe at the sudden fury of the woman." I am Jonathan Khoo???" he thought. Mdm Yeo continued to nag with that shreiking voice of her's at her class about neat hand-writing for the rest of the time, while the class started to laugh with hysterical fits of uncontrollable laughter. The insanity continued until it came to an abrupt end at 10.35am. The sudden ring of the bell put an end to the torture. It was over. With a sense of relief and joy, the students filed out of the room orderly. "Luke, please help me bring up my microphone..." said Mdm Yeo. With that, the woman hobbled out of the classroom....
