Further and Further Down Memory Lane…

Was manning the exhibition booth in Seremban last weekend. Like it or not, I actually lived there for five years, albeit most of it in the confines of my alma mater.

The sight of a young guy reminded me of our then favourite teacher – the sweet and shy En. Ahmad Bidin, fondly known as Mat Bid or Mat Blush. The latter came of his unfortunate habit of blushing at the drop of a hat, or in his case, a chalk! Imagine the consternation of a young guy, just out of teaching school, to be placed in a school full of precocious girls. Yet he was a good sport, always ready to help in any way. He had a cheeky side too. Back then, we had class names in Latin, and he ‘helped’ find the name for his class – Narcissism Nexus – the center or self-adoration! I’m amazed the girls decided to keep that name. They really did adore him… He taught math and played cricket, something he picked up while studying in Australia.

Did MY math and realised that it had been 20 long years ago when I first stepped into that school… Oh dear, was it really THAT long ago? The guy must be in his forties now. I just can’t imagine him being forty. Guess he’ll always be that tall, thin, young teacher in my mind :-)

I wonder where the other teachers are now. Many are probably retired, some would have passed on. I remember with fondness Pn Sabariah, Ms Vicky, Ms Nana Tilaka, Pn Fatimah, Mr Nathan, Mrs Ho, Ms Satpal and so many others. We owe them so much for their dedication in teaching us then.

Would I ever be a teacher? Maybe a lecturer. I don't know. Still thinking about it...