High School!

we all remember our High school days, but for me, that place has a very special meaning... infact, my high school days are the yard stick with which i measure happiness...
it is customary for the final year pass outs to conduct their last school assembly, and my class 12B wrote a song, summarizing the 7 years we spent within those walls.. and this is how it goes... and for those who are familiar with the Reema Sen song "may maadham 98" , this song is sung with that tune..

Chorus:
June maadham 97il high school vanthome!
high school vantha naalai nangal happy aanome
passa faila endru ennai thinamum kaetkum parents,
it's ok, u can trynu ennai ookkapaduthum teachers
intha balanced life romba pudichirukke, intha high school jolly thaan
intha schoolai vittu povathendral ada, haiyo! kashtam thaan!

stanza 1:
6th vanthom, subjects pudhusu confuse aanome
pona poguthu endru padithu paasum aanome
7thu 8thu 9thu vanthu kurumbugal pannome,
kurumbugal panni, sister kitta maatikkitome
10thil nanga ondrai ponom bangalore excursion
ada, athe aandu ezhuthinome board examination

(Chorus)

Stanza 2:
11thu vanthathu teachers pudhusu, friendsum pudichome,
assignmentsum marathadi testum kalakkipottome
12th vanthom naanga, ada serious aanome
ozhunga padikka sonnanga, aana thoongi vizhunthome
ada match paaathu maths pottu, duck out aanome
but everything has come to an end, its all in the game thaane

(Chorus)

i know that you don't understand what the song means.. but everyone in school did and it was a great laugh... but let me explain anyway...
My batch (2004 pass outs) entered high school in the moth of june '97 . In the 6th grade, we had new subjects, like History, Geography, etc. and although the standards were difficult to follow, we still struggled, and passed.
then came the 7th, 8th and 9th grades.. it was during these years, that we started growing our 'tails' and did monkeying all around the campus.. our principal, Sr. Preethi, has the habit of going around the school on periodic rounds everyday. it was during one such round, that our class happened to not have a teacher, and you know what happens to a class without a teacher... we were all noisy, throwing paper everywhere... and when one of our girls alerted us about the principal, the class instantly became quiet, and we each minded our own business.. but then, Sister had already heard the noise, an came into our class, and literally, blasted us... and here were the reasons: 1. that we were indisciplined 2. that we were irresponsible, that we didn't call a teacher from the staff room( and why wud we do that???) 3. that we were cunning enuf to go all silent when we heard her, and 4. that we were 'boneless' and not strong enough to admit our mistakes.
after declaring that we were unfit enough to be 'goos shes', she told us to get out of the campus, and never come in... so my entire class went out of the high school gates, and stood... by now, the teachers had all come out, and started begging Sister to be more lenient. but NO, she would'nt budge. so we all sat outside the closed gates, bag and all, the entire class, sitting on the floor, ashamed, looking at the other students come out for lunch, play in the grounds..
but don't worry, although the punishment was pretty hard, it wasn't all that cruel. the Sister had placed us, under the shade of a huge tree, just near the watchman, so he looked out for us, and when i say, out of the gate, i meant out of the high school gate only... my school had 3 schools, high school, junior school, and primary school, and many more buildings within a single compound. s we were not exactly sitting on a road with heavy traffic, just outside this one fenced gate.
but it was the most humiliating experience we all had, and the strongest for any class to ever receive.
and as for all the other naughty things we did, i'll have to blog it separately... thrs just too many!
In the 11th grade, all the teachers were different, coz we were now in the higher classes. we even had a separate building, for the 11th and 12th. and we were sposed to even chose out own groups, biology, computer, or commerce. so friends were split, and we were seated according to our groups we chose. but then, my class especially bonded too well, and soon we were known to be the naughtiest class in the entire school...it was the best two years of my life..
but then those years, we had a new Chemistry master, the only 'master' in school.. every one else were female teachers, and he was the only guy. and he was strict.. damn strict! it was like having nightmares everyday! he told us to stay back after school hours, and come one hr early to school for special classes. My school doesn't even work on saturdays, but he made us come to school for tests on SATURDAYS and SUNDAYS!
But then, although back then we hated him, there was something really fatherly about him, and i'm surprised to say, that we miss him, a lot.. he made us eat, sleep, drink, and talk chemistry... and the way he controlled us like a puppet on strings, amused every other teacher.
there is no place like high school for us.. and we are so proud to have been a part of such a wonderful school, where teachers were our friends, and second mothers.. the trees not just gave us shade and cool breeze, but also life... it was truly our second home, and every second within those walls, we were truly happy, and safe, like within the wings of the mother bird....