Thursday, January 21, 2010

Chapter 18 - Letter to the Principal

Today I thought about writing a letter, to a certain somebody that has ruined my life.

Stressed out of my mind.

It was to a certain principal of a certain school that I might have certainly attended back in the day. I thought about how she was nothing more than, in the most hypocritical sense, a fake ass bitch. Sure, some may argue that she isn't, but I can assure you dear reader, underneath her thin layer of skin, there lies nothing but a daft, ugly woman. One who is oblivious to her biases; one who doesn't understand the true matter of situations. It's been one too many times that I've wanted to write this letter, but never got the chance to. Mainly because she held, in her hand, much of future. She could as easily as say "Expelled" and I would not be here in America right now. Though, thanks to my prowess in avoiding her ideals, and avoiding her as an actual person, I somehow managed to pull of this feat.

Without further ado, here's the letter I wrote, but of course, with aliases, so as to not "defame" anyone.

Dear Mrs. C


I cannot sleep tonight. For something has been bothering me. A 'thing' that has been left hanging on the walls of my brain ever since my departure from (Name of High School). There has been too many things that has been left unsaid, simply because you held a fair amount of power to ruin my life. Seeing as how you no longer posses said power, or are in any position to do anything about what I say, unless of course, in the act of public defamation, I shall address to you my discontent with you and 'your' school.


First of all, I find your biases atrocious. They disgust me to the very end. This of course, is not limited to the fact that you have denied my brother entry to the school several times. Despite my mother's persistent attempts to enroll him in 'your' school. On that matter alone, I can imagine of one too many things wrong with that scenario. And please do refrain from claiming that there wasn't any space in your "prestigious" school for my younger brother. I have more than one singular trustworthy source telling me otherwise.


I'm sure you'll have your arguments, on why you would not let my brother in. Of the many, I'm sure that one of them includes a 'brother-brother' relation effect. I am nothing less than certain that you thought my brother would turn out like me. Given, my brother isn't a very pleasant person, but neither are 75% of (Name of High School)'s student body. Though, this isn't necessarily proclaiming that 75% of your proud students are consisted of nothing but the dumb and the unweary. My brother is not like me, and if you have thought that in the past, shame and you and your blatant biases. You have time and time again accepted rich, spoilt brats into your school, much of which would not even be comparable to my brother. Please don't even attempt to deny this fact, I've seen it every single year, children who have the slightest respect for anyone around them; children who run around throwing their money away on the unintelligible things; children, that are truly not even worthy of my respect. You have confounded the school with accepting such students, and instead, ignoring students such as my brother, a child who's playful at heart, and rich in sincerity.


"But, those students are only like that on the surface, they come to (Name of High School) to learn and grow." I hear you say. To be honest, I've only seen kids like that grow from bad to worse, if not anything, disastrous. You did not have a singular valid reason in rejecting my dear brother from the school. He now has to be driven 45 minutes away from home, to another private school, (Because of my kind, good hearted mother, god bless her for thinking about her children's growth.) Because of your ill-mannered biased partisan decision making skills. It sickens me.


Furthermore, lets not forget about the fact that you have so far oppressed me and the entire student body in several ways. One of the better examples I can think of is back then when you forced me to remove certain content from my blog, because they were "incoherent with your beliefs" and "defamatory" even though I placed a disclaimer and disregarded the actual person's name. In this, you have not only enraged me to the tenth power, but you have also oppressed my right to express. The only reason why I acted in accordance was the fact that you held a large stake in my future, if you hadn't, I would not have even bothered to listen to you. You are no better than a tyrant, a fascist of sorts who uses instruments of "rules" to carry out your agenda. It astonishes me, if there are people like you in the Malaysian education system, what hope is there left for the future of Malaysia.


If it wasn't for my self-belief and persistence to become someone of use to this world (as my mother has taught me). I would have turned out like the other pathetical Malaysians of which I call my peers. Though, this does not include the people who actually posses a high level of caliber in this world, such as Ms. G, or Ms. LL. Their intelligence and will, like mine, have far surpassed your ability to oppress, and in that has not only conquered but overwritten your power to control us. It is people like them I respect, hardly people like you.


But this isn't about them. It's about the way you manipulate free will to your liking. It repulses me greatly. To think that someone like you who is in the midst of a - let's say "high ranking" - job could hardly control her humanistic hedonisms. It astonishes me that a person could lack so much finesse in life, so little digression, and so little logic. You are hardly one who is deserving of your job.


Let me just say, that, this e-mail, in all sense, is not personal. I don't hate you as a person, rather the way you handle things. Crudely, in most situations, taking away freedom from deserving children, allowing students who hardly deserve accolades to receive accolades. People like Mr. X, (I'm sure you remember him.) that are entirely less skilled than most of my peers have received one too many awards in his high school career. Much of which, I believe, to be owed to the way he looks and acts, instead of his actual ability. Despite that being true, I cannot fully blame you upon said matter. It was of course, the fault of teachers like Ms. F who lack more prowess in decision making than you do.


I cannot, in plain english words, describe how much I loathe Ms. F. Though, as I said earlier, this isn't personal, but my reflection of her immature behavior. I think that many adults, even in the grasp of high levels of knowledge, lack maturity, do you agree? I at least think you succeed in that department, you can easily fool anyone into thinking that you are of high intelligence, but I assure you, it is in that that you lack. Perhaps not knowledge based intelligence, but definitely a large deprivation in interpretive intelligence (I.Q., so to speak.). Ms. F, however, is the epitome of the Malaysian society, selfish, illogical and downright hare-brained. She bases her decisions on her "feelings", more so than you, sadly enough, and hardly gives chances to people who truly deserve it. This is your fault, because you lack the ability to promote deserving teachers to high rankings, students, that are well deserving of many things, only find it harder to reach their goals. In addition, they also conjure up a form of detestation for their teachers. Very unhealthy, I assure you.


I don't think you know this. But a large part of the [name of varsity all-male varsity cheerleading squad]’s win during my senior year was largely based upon my digression. You see, cheerleading is a sport at high school level, not necessarily in need of "skill", but definitely in need of hard work and efficiency. If it weren't for my constant pestering towards Mr. X, the [name of varsity all-male varsity cheerleading squad] would hardly have even scraped the top 5 that year. I was the one that picked up the slack over and over again, and was given no credit. Though, that isn't the point. The point is, that, the year after that, when I tried to go back and help the new team reach their goals, I was only shunned by Ms. F, and asked to leave the premises, even though I had their best interest at heart. You see, if you had promoted a more, witty and observant teacher, a person like me, who has strived hard from the very start, and willing to go unnoticed, would not have to remain and un-awarded and unsung as far as his image in High School goes.


I digress. I shall also remind you of the many times you have over-dramatized my wrong doings. Simply because you have labeled me as a "bad student" doesn't mean that I am one, or ever were one. There is no doubt that your harshness towards students you perceived of as "bad", this I have observed from my unfortunate predecessors. I don't feel like any student should be on your "bad-side", in hopes that hardly anyone ever gets biased punishments or scolding. I'm sorry to say this, but I feel your methods are unworthy of a principal, and there are much better ways to handle situations. People like you tend to only advocate positive punishments, and it is in that, that I call you, Mrs C, jejune. Do find better amplitudes and methods, if not for my peace of mind, but for the students that will come after me.


I am not going to say that, because of your oppression, and (Name of High School), I turned out as a better student that I would have otherwise. I am, however, going to argue that you, and (Name of High School) (your creation and contextualization) has damaged my growth tremendously. Of course, being the reasonable person I am, I cannot forgo such claims directly with a lawsuit of sorts. But I can however, send you an e-mail regarding my detestation for you, Ms. F, and (Name of High School). In this, I hope you have an epiphany of how much needs changing, and how you should change them. Because, a students growth largely rests upon the hands of their principal.


In a nutshell, use your head and logic, instead of your egregious intuition and draconian-like gut. You are paid a high salary not because of your sub-par intelligence, but the requirement of a manager.



I know I hold no authority to be e-mailing you this. But it is something that has been in the back of my mind ever since leaving high school. Vengeance of some sort. Despite that, I'm sure that you'll deny the anxiety this e-mail has caused you, simply to comfort your ego. But believe me, every word I am saying, or writing, or typing or have created, are simply perspective of a very real person. Someone who understands the protocols of life and how it is to be carried out, unlike you, I am not in any sense anfractuous.


There are many flaws in your system. As I sit here now, sitting in front of the screen, thinking about the past. The flaws simply start to multiply by tenfolds. But of course, if i were to write you a full length letter, my worry remains that it may turn into a short novel. There is much more to me than you think, Mrs C., academia and "co-curricular activities" are not the only ways to judge a person. You, have undoubtedly become blinded to my insight and intelligence.



With this, I leave you with a word that may save the souls of my fellow students.


Introspection.


I hope you have a good day, and if you do manage to get this far into the letter, I congratulate you in taking into account the feelings of others, just one step closer into becoming a logically profound human being, though, you stray far from it at this very moment.




I bid you adieu and goodnight.





Ian Tan.



You, dear reader, are of course welcomed to criticize me in any way you like. But I will stand my ground on what I've mentioned in the letter. I shall send it tonight, for there is still editing to be done. It simply doesn't look harsh enough.



Ian.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Loved it. ^^