I spent two or rather one and a half
years in Anderson School in Ipoh attending Sixth Form. It was not a long time
but I had wonderful memories; studies and activities there.
The
short period provided me much experience and the opportunity to explore Ipoh;
the short cuts and the different locations to famous food and shops. It was not
because I wanted to taste the food but to know where the stalls were located.
Monday
mornings were miserable as many would agree with the feeling of ‘Monday morning
blues’. Each Monday morning there would be the usual assembly with the same
speeches, announcements and the advice biven by the principal and other
teachers. Mr. Lam Kok Hon was then the principal of the school.
For
your information, I had to leave my house at 6.00 am and cycle to the bus
station in Batu Gajah. Then I would have to take a bus to Ipoh. There were two buses provided by the bus
company and they were always packed like sardines in cans. The bus usually left
at 6.30 am or even later. I would then reach Ipoh at 7.00 am at the earliest.
Finally I had to board another bus (either one that goes to Ipoh Garden or Fair
Park or even Greentown) to reach school. That would take another 20 minutes or
more; if we were lucky because the buses were always packed with students and
workers. So we were usually late or just in time for classes or before the
first bell. The assembly was held at 7.30 so we were either just in time or
late.
It
was indeed exhausting getting up at 5.30 am and arriving home again at 2.30 pm
or even 3.00 pm.
To
avoid attending the assembly my friends and I stayed at the waiting area of the
General Hospital in Ipoh. For your information, the hospital is opposite the
school and a stone’s throw across the road.
The
friends included those from Batu Gajah and Gopeng. All of us agreed that the
assembly was a waste of time. So we chose the idea to stay there until the
assembly was over. There were Yee Kee Mun, Ho Chee Weng, Ng Moo Chee (all from
Gopeng), Chan Yit Meng and I (from Batu Gajah).
The
other reason was that by the time we arrived at the school gate, the assembly
would have started and we had to wait there until it was over to join the
classes. The prefects at the gate knew that we were always late or rather just
in time for the assembly. So we chose to stay away from the assembly every
Monday.
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