Cikgu Aidi

There's always one teacher who leaves an enduring impression. I was the one student who left my mark on that one teacher. Cikgu Aidi asked for me at the last reunion which I couldnt attend. He was my prefect and scout master from 20 odd years ago. *batuk*

I joined Scouts because the other options were Red Cresent, some Geography society and other Lit. type societies. I needed some action to quell my raging hormones. Of course, that didnt work, as Girls in Beret provoked unbrotherly like appreciation of my sisters in the community. Lord Baden Powell would be livid at the thought of girls joining the movement. He was ahead of his time; even then he knew women were vile.

I thought Aidi nice because he wanted to know of my interests. He thought me nice because I supported Liverpool. Since we were all chummy, he duly appointed me the leader of that batch. The following Monday, he made me prefect despite opposition from the other teachers.

One day, it all changed.

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(to be continued whenever)

I think I'll leave it at that and tag 2 persons to continue the story. Write as much or as little as you wish and tag someone else to continue. Actually, malas. LOL.

Hope Leen and Eyeris wont let it die a premature death.