Exams around the corner, and as my recent trend has been - I can't really get myself to study for them. Here's the problem - too many things are happening, and believe me, that's hell for an idealist.
One thing that has now been pushed out of the way, is Prize Day 2005-06. A less complicated build-up leading to a glitch-filled, but fun day, this years Prize Day had it's ups and downs. One 'up' was that atleast it was better than last years. However, certain misnomers, and certain exaggerations were made. From an abnormally large 'Grade 1B' student, to blatant ignorance of "Manity Fair", the day did leave a few unsatisfied. Anger at certain accalades, mixed with pure joy for the well deserved 'Best Teachers', it was an ambivalent day, only promising a very entertaining tomorrow - hopefully. BTW, Shri - you are free to vent here. On the whole, it was a good day. With live entertainment for the choir boys in the classrooms, the re-arrival of a 'rocking' ex-student, we, or rather most of us, did get our share of the laughs. But most importantly, I was especially happy for the due recognition that was given to a certain few, namely the Best Sportsman, and the Sherley-Varkey-Award winner. Also hearty congratulations to all you 'prize' winners - great job with your academics. For all those ex-students who could have been there today, you have certainly missed a good opportunity to meet all the teachers, and join the school in an eventful and fun evening.
However, today was a prime example of how academics rules Indian schools, and don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong about that. But I don't want to argue too much now. All I have to say is that, maybe a little more emphasis could be given to extra-curriculars. But then again who am I to say so? - Maybe enough recognition is already given.
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Ello Anish! I'm in no real position to comment on prize day, having spent most of my time avoiding it in the classroom with the choir. That ofcourse turned out to be an experience in itself with Ali and I massacring fairy tales, while others played innocent card games called "donkey". As for the exams, well they're like a seasonal storm aren't they? They come and blow the hell out of us all(all puns intended)We mindlessly 'learn' stuff which we then pour out onto peices of paper(sometimes with the aid of smaller peices of paper), the whole exercise of which I'm beginning to lose the point. What was once a test of intelligence and knowledge is now a test of memory ! Card games are more fun!
Now that ive exploited your invitation to vent, I'll bid you adieu and good luck! May you all survive the lack-of-sleep induced trauma that is our examinations!
Toodles!
hmmm...
shri - i am disappointed in you...
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