When I was 12 I scored straight As for my public exam. Of course my parents were happy but my brother before me had already scored straight As as well, so when it came to my turn it wasn't that big of a deal anymore. I secretly thought, and still do, that I am cleverer than my brother because he was a bookworm who studied all the time, whereas I was an all rounder, I had piano and sports and I would go out with friends more often than he did, and yet I managed to get straight As. With the little effort that I put into my studies, my grades were just as good as his, so I must be smarter.
The only time when I did better than my brother at public exams was the STPM exams in Form 6. For some odd reason, I felt the need to inform my mother of this fact, but she took away my glee by saying that well of course I would do better, because I was in the Arts stream and my brother was in the Science stream and of course Science is always harder than Arts. Of course. Nothing from me is ever good enough for my mother.
Then I started secondary school. This was a much better time for me than primary school because I had established myself as one of the smart ones. But I did not abandon my naughty side. So I still got into all sorts of trouble in school and my father had to come and talk with the teachers many times, and when I think about it now, I'm sure the teachers had no idea what to make of me because I was so naughty but my grades were good at the same time. But that was who I was.
The only time when I did better than my brother at public exams was the STPM exams in Form 6. For some odd reason, I felt the need to inform my mother of this fact, but she took away my glee by saying that well of course I would do better, because I was in the Arts stream and my brother was in the Science stream and of course Science is always harder than Arts. Of course. Nothing from me is ever good enough for my mother.
Then I started secondary school. This was a much better time for me than primary school because I had established myself as one of the smart ones. But I did not abandon my naughty side. So I still got into all sorts of trouble in school and my father had to come and talk with the teachers many times, and when I think about it now, I'm sure the teachers had no idea what to make of me because I was so naughty but my grades were good at the same time. But that was who I was.
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