Just yesterday, my friends and i were joking around in computer class. The two teachers in charge were kinda new and still hesitant (maybe) to discipline us. So, hey, we are youth! And it's our job to enjoy that fact. So, we did enjoy the 'class of freedom'. It was a half an hour class, we had done our job, and so we joked and laughed around. Now, as this all were happening, a computer teacher(he wasn't new but screwed up) that was just hanging out there typing something really did get mad and lost his temper. He yelled to us and told us to shut up (in indonesia), and spent the last 10 minutes giving us lectures about how we should have appreciated the teachers in charge (new teachers), and how that we should have not used their naivete.
Oh please.... He himself was not a good teacher either. He had a strong smell from smoking! And, oh my god, you can hardly even breath! This is not hyperbole. This is true.
When he taught us (he taught me in 10th grade), we might be silent, but the silent was colored by boredom. He looked sleepy (and has always looked sleepy) and he seemed as not interested in the subject as we weren't.
He said we acted very weird and showed lack of discipline. Well, ha, wait a second. Maybe we acted weird because his smell unabled our mind to think normally..
My rancor for him just becomes bigger and bigger and i hope he'll stop smoking.
Well, maybe i'll get caught by school for writing this, maybe not. At least i speak (wrote) my heart up..
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