Honestly man the punishments last time were wilddd This one teacher hit my head with a book when I was Std 1 because I didn't know how to read a word LMAOOO same lady who laughed at me when I cried on the bus and the bus uncle got mad at me because I only know my condos' name in English and he doesn't understand (sis couldn't help a dumbass 7 year old :"))
- Shaun Wong - Context: Chinese Independent School in Klang, starts with 'Hin', ends with 'Hua High School', 13 years old, naughty kid There was once me and some friends played volleyball at a narrow walkway. We were told specifically not to do so. but, the gangster in us didnt care. I bounced the ball so hard on the wall until one piece of a window slip out from the top and broke into half after hitting my friend's head and one small piece of it manage to slip in the back of his shirt and cut one of the blood vessel. the blood was SPLURGING out from his back and HE WALKED HIMSELF TO THE DISCIPLINE ROOM. Knowing I was in deep shit. i walked myself to the discipline teacher's room and point at the guy with blood and say, 'I do one." The teacher grab my collar (kinda strangling me) and dragged me into his room. He started punching me on my shoulder and pushing me on the floor and then pulled me up again and push me on the floor multiple times. After that, I was rotan in the ass (3 strokes). Later on, the other teacher that sent that injured kid came back. saw me. Grab my collar, drag me into his office.. which is just beside.. and rotan me in the ass (2 strokes this time). My ass was bleeding. They told me the doctors are not able to stop the bleeding still (this was like after 1 hour). when they asked me did anyone played ball with you.. I had no problem calling out my other 2 friends. Immediately they were summoned to the discipline teacher's office and 2 of them were crying when they entered. At the end, we had to stand for 8 hours facing a wall. My friends did not get any beating because they were just playing and I was the one who initiated and threw the ball. I was covered in bruises from my shoulder to my legs (random rotan strokes while he was shouting at me). My parents was really ok with the beating, but they did tell the discipline teacher's that punching shoulder abit too much for OTHER KIDS. FOR FREAKING OTHER KIDS. NOT ME. Anyways, my poor friend who was just holding a lunch box laughing at us and eating his bread
