Wednesday, October 21, 2009

visible change

Ehm..sorry I haven't written for so long, Its because I have exams in around two weeks inshallah.

I want to tell you how our school has changed. Radically changed. Last year, it was us school boys who ran the school, in a sense. Corridors were turned into football courts when teachers escaped to the nearest starbucks, and when they were back they wisely fortified themselves behind their locked classroom doors. That isn't quite fair to all of them though, for among them were some daring spirits. Mr Sa'eed, for instance, made some brave forays into the dangerous territory of the school buildings, and even managed to capture a few footballs as bounty. ( sadly for him, he only hung on to them for a few days at most ).

The balance of power was firmly with us boys. It was a well known fact that during most lessons, bandits of boys roamed the school, armed with fire extinguishers. ( maybe to douse misbehaving teachers ).

Its very different now. Teachers deliver long lectures to packed halls, no-one dares reply or object. During break-time the teachers are mobilised into tactical units; two or three patrol the hauntingly empty corridors, while guards stand at the doors to the outside yard, just to make sure we stay in the sun. School really has changed, change as visible as the new headmaster.

Tuesday, October 06, 2009

unrelated topics

Can someone tell me why the Nobel prize is considered the greatest recognition for achievement ? what makes it superior to other awards ? People place such trust in the judgment of those who award it that they would now perceive the recipient as better in his/her respective field than others.

I think that the more you are ill, the more fondness you develop for being ill. Not fondness in the sense of longing, maybe familiarity is a better word. When you fall ill for the twentieth time, you remember other times; how wonderful it was to miss school for a full week, the nice winter coldness that made you sick in the first place, the doctor that said your vena cava came out in the wrong place ( horrible doctor ), and the lovely feeling of lying down alone and not caring about anything in the world because you're ill.