Memorable Primary Three

When I was in Primary 3, I had a PE teacher who thought school was an army camp. While other children enjoyed their PE lessons, he made us march during every PE lesson. He was probably someone straight out of the army because he was very tanned.

Thus I learnt commands to turn left and right, to march and to stop. You know, that 'pusing ke kanan pusing', 'pusing ke kiri pusing' and 'berhenti'. And if you turned to the wrong direction, down went his knuckle on your head.

We were an entertainment to the children from the other classes who got distracted from their lessons and watched us in amusement.

Unfortunately he was also my form teacher. P3 was like hell. In class, you knew you were in trouble with him if his lips started to curl like a smile. Hahaha. And it's always because you had made mistakes in your homework.

But I was impressed by his signature. I couldn't make out the signatures of my other teachers but I could read his name very well from his signature. His name was Jimmy Ng.