[This is typed on 04.03.2012 @ GPT Sepang based on memories]
I just remembered another incident involving the object of my admiration ... we had music classes during those days ... and it was the "recorder" ... something that when you blow into makes a shrill sound ... I am not sure why it is never used outside school and no one takes classes unlike piano and guitar and the rest ...
So anyway there is this music teacher ... thin lady who looks downright fierce ... and she would give us home work to practise and come back to show what we know ... and BW ... well BW is a good kid but for some reason he didn't master those ...
And I remembered we were sitting in the hall that served as our music class ... sitting on the floor ... and BW in his ultra tight shorts ... and the teacher giving him a tap on her cane ... and he tried to act calm like nothing happened ... I saw and was ... upset on his behalf? ... he is our monitor, head prefect and scout leader ... give him a break!!!!!!!!!!! Right? My hero ... my idol ...
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