~Spero ergo sum~™

November 11, 2005

Another brick in the wall

Filed under: Misc — Teal @ 5:16 pm

We don’t need no education, we don’t need no thought control …

No dark sarcasm in the classroom, teachers leave those kids alone…

Hey teachers leave those kids alone. ..

Before you know, you’re just ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL”…

This is the unforgettable chorus of “Another brick in the wall”, the greatest and most remarkable song that Floyd has given to the world. While brainstorming for an apt blog post, this song passed by my thoughts and I was instantly reminded of my wonderful school life… Truckloads of flashbacks and nostalgia. My school, the excellent A.D.V school for girls [name changed for reasons] was supposed to be one among the best in the city. When told that you belong that fine institution, people would always say ,”Wow that is an excellent institution..” yeah, right. What did they know, WTH did they know?

I had every reason to hate the institution, my best friend left the school in the middle of ninth grade to settle in the US [thank god for that] now she’s doing really well in a very reputed university. You go girl.

For those who weren’t lucky enough to emigrate [ppl like me], they were stuck with finishing off school in the torture chambers … School kids all around my hometown referred to my school as CC. CC being Concentration Camp. The institution, in the name of maintaining discipline, broke the student down mentally and shattered the confidence levels of the students to smithereens … studying there was like a perennial stress test. The way they do major bheja fry when you are in 10th and 12th, hype up normal 11th examinations was lurid!!! The favoritism, of course was in surplus. [In gargantuan proportions, if I may add] They chose this trinity of girls who would be showered with participation in all the events, made appointees and basically coroneted as the princesses of the batch. The above average students [basically everyone who was NOT (PRINCESS)] were shunned and given the good old demoralization routine. [Their own share as well as that of the princesses…]

But my “memorable time” at A.D.V school braced me for the real world. How mean people can get and how people should react in daunting situations. A.D.V was also instrumental in molding me to become the person I am today. I realized a few of my talents and was able to nurture them as well. I’ve been blessed with some gr8 friends who survived those torture chambers with me.

It’s been about 5-6 years since I embarked upon a trip into my school’s building. My cousin now studies in the same torture chamber; fortunately for her the insane basket cases have left the esteemed institution. I always leave her at the door. Always. When I drive her to school occasionally, I see the same psychopathic watchman and his barbarous wooden cane, which he beat on the ground to scare the kids. I smirk at the 20 feet, gray doors, which hold a flavor of impending doom about it. My mind is flooded with audio-visuals of my insane, tyrannical, neurotic principal and her cronies yelling, “If you don’t finish your meat, you can’t have any pudding! Don’t you hear me …”? Of course, the nightmare is over. I turned out to be just fine. 5 years down the line I find it repugnant when people are reminiscent of their wonderful school lives … Anathematize the institution, bedamn the princesses, for all I care.

Well, I am out, eating my share of the pudding.

Guess what, I never ate the meat. Ever.

Carpe Diem.

Trinity Teal.

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5 Comments »

  1. so now 4m concentration camp to jail!! gr8 going..

    Comment by Hell's Angel — November 12, 2005 @ 9:50 am | Reply

  2. And they say that the school life is the best time in life!!! *shudders*
    Well, things can only get better from here 😉
    cheers,
    Rain

    Comment by Rainbow — November 12, 2005 @ 1:32 pm | Reply

  3. HA – yup, quite an improvement. Hey i might actuallly end up liking my workplace.
    Rainbow – I hope so too. *crosses fingers*

    Comment by Trinity Teal™ — November 15, 2005 @ 3:51 am | Reply

  4. somehow came across this blog of yours. nice is the word. however i wonder why we end up hating schools just because some materialisic things did not work out well for us. i’m sure there are many other good memories to cherish!!

    in saturday mood,
    -piyush

    Comment by Piyush — December 3, 2005 @ 10:18 am | Reply

  5. WEll Piyush,
    Thx for ur “unique” views on school life. I am sure we’ll all benifit from it.

    Comment by Trinity Teal™ — December 4, 2005 @ 5:05 pm | Reply


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