dear st. gabriel
Sunday, October 7, 2007
To Principal of St. Gabriel,
I've enjoyed spending four years of my life in your school, rotting away in your dusty, desolated classroom. Thank you for cramming me in tiny classrooms as we struggle to absorb the extensive load of knowledge that was demanded of us, albeit the congested environment.
I love the way you've banned soft drink in my second year, allowing soft drinkoholics to starve of thirst as they stubbornly shunned from your white precipitated liquid that passed itself as tap water. Moreover, I love the way you punished me for coming to school late, and continued to rattle on, despite me having an MC in my bag. I so love the way you run the school, pasting reasonably high prices on our daily amenities, providing your excellent service as an excuse.
You've touched my heart and inspired me with your speech during morning assembly. I've begun to look up to you, and I've appreciate the effort, no matter how unprepared and how you can repeat the same point three times withour really realsing it. Your words are dripping with logic, which earned the respect you've solely deserved.
The canteen food has been delicious, and I'm going to miss the fresh aroma that used to linger around the canteen. I missed eating reused soup, and stale laksa that you've so generously provided.
There are loads of stuff I wish to tell you, but first and foremost, I wish to extend my appreciation in watching over our well-being. Now that school is over, I will miss you all
Thank y
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