CHSPJ turns 50
Published by lihua on Tuesday, July 04, 2006 at 1:23 pm.
My alma mater has turned 50! Old nia... but still relatively youthful when compared to my primary school. Puay Chai is an old hag... 80-over i think...
Newly Built Main Entrance: Eh! How come look like main entrance of posh cemetery?!?
Picture obtained from sgkatholik.smjk.edu.my
The Star Metro ran a centrespread article on the occasion, which includes interviews of a few famous alumnus.
Fong Kui Lun - OBA, Bkt Bintang MP, DAP punya etc etc
Tan Sri - Chairman of Big Listed Company
Siow Hui Mei - 'Chink Chink' The name does not register (apparently host of a talkshow)
(Click on links for a screen cap of the article)
For some unfathomable reason they did not think of interviewing me. HOW CAN?
Nevertheless, being definitely worthy of a Metro centrespread interview, I hereby submit my own interview :)
Another Very Mediocre Alumni - Class of 2002, Wong Li Hua, 21
Wong Li Hua will always be thankful to Catholic High School for providing her with access to the cheapest food in town.
"We used to pay only RM 1.00 for a plateful of rather palatable fried rice. Nowadays, it is almost impossible to get even a decent bowl of ais kacang at that price." laments Wong who spent 5 years in the said school.
She reminisces about the wide variety of food that used to be available there. " Fried rice, Nasi lemak, porridge, chap fun, fried noodles, fishball skewered in (used) sticks, hydrogenated fat sandwiches, fake crabmeat sticks, you name it they (canteen operators) have it." Wong also have full praises for the vast assortment of (unhealthy) packet drinks available, all for just RM 1.00.
While the cheap food allowed for poor students to fill their bottomless stomachs (growing age), those with more money would also take advantage of the cheap food. "We often saw the rich kids eating the fried rice or fried noodles with assorted skewers. Some had normal sized fishball, small fishballs, large fishballs, super-sized-my-ball-is-bigger-than-yours fishball or fake crabmeat." Wong quickly adds that the food purchased was sometimes wasted by these rich kids.
Wong also praises the CHS canteen for not only providing eat-in service, but also takeaway and even delivery service. "The service is comparable to restaurant chains, such as Pizza Hut and the whatnots. The seating arrangements are very well-planned."
A survey of the canteen showed that tables were aplenty in the canteen and there were even a few sections for diners to choose from. Among the sections are the field view seats (often reserved for form sixers), the prison-type seats (which the guys like to hang out) and the under-a-tin-roof-but-next-to-garbage-area section. In recent years, a new section with pebble-washed flooring and sturdy aluminium table was also introduced to provide students with even more seat choices. Self-claimed high-classed students whom hate crowds and refuse to eat in the main sections of the canteen can choose to eat at the ugly green marble tables at the other end of the netball court. However, these patrons will have to endure the nearby stinking drain and potentially deadly mosquitoes that proliferate in that area. "Anything," they say, "is better than eating with those low-lifers."
Delivery service is sometimes available when favour-oweing friends are around. "We get speedy delivery of food with just a shout away. But one will have to prepare for the worst and choose a scapegoat beforehand." advises Wong. She goes on to tell an intriguing story about how an intercepted delivery was retrieved from the discipline teachers room. "To date, I still do not know which courageous student did that unselfish act."
For Wong, the cheap food and canteen were definitely the more prominent aspects of the school. "Recess will always be close to my heart." says Wong emotionally.
Disclaimer: This is meant as a joke. CHS means more to me than just cheap food. The crazy friends, the violent discipline teachers, teachers (the lazy ones, the blur ones, and the dedicated ones), the not-so-adequate facilities, the haunted toilets, the VAST tapak perhimpunan, my embarrassing moments, my deviant days as a misguided prefect, and also my irresponsible days as an interactor will forever be buried in my heart.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL PJ!
Tan Sri - Chairman of Big Listed Company
Siow Hui Mei - 'Chink Chink' The name does not register (apparently host of a talkshow)
(Click on links for a screen cap of the article)
For some unfathomable reason they did not think of interviewing me. HOW CAN?
Nevertheless, being definitely worthy of a Metro centrespread interview, I hereby submit my own interview :)
Another Very Mediocre Alumni - Class of 2002, Wong Li Hua, 21
Wong Li Hua will always be thankful to Catholic High School for providing her with access to the cheapest food in town.
"We used to pay only RM 1.00 for a plateful of rather palatable fried rice. Nowadays, it is almost impossible to get even a decent bowl of ais kacang at that price." laments Wong who spent 5 years in the said school.
She reminisces about the wide variety of food that used to be available there. " Fried rice, Nasi lemak, porridge, chap fun, fried noodles, fishball skewered in (used) sticks, hydrogenated fat sandwiches, fake crabmeat sticks, you name it they (canteen operators) have it." Wong also have full praises for the vast assortment of (unhealthy) packet drinks available, all for just RM 1.00.
While the cheap food allowed for poor students to fill their bottomless stomachs (growing age), those with more money would also take advantage of the cheap food. "We often saw the rich kids eating the fried rice or fried noodles with assorted skewers. Some had normal sized fishball, small fishballs, large fishballs, super-sized-my-ball-is-bigger-than-yours fishball or fake crabmeat." Wong quickly adds that the food purchased was sometimes wasted by these rich kids.
Wong also praises the CHS canteen for not only providing eat-in service, but also takeaway and even delivery service. "The service is comparable to restaurant chains, such as Pizza Hut and the whatnots. The seating arrangements are very well-planned."
A survey of the canteen showed that tables were aplenty in the canteen and there were even a few sections for diners to choose from. Among the sections are the field view seats (often reserved for form sixers), the prison-type seats (which the guys like to hang out) and the under-a-tin-roof-but-next-to-garbage-area section. In recent years, a new section with pebble-washed flooring and sturdy aluminium table was also introduced to provide students with even more seat choices. Self-claimed high-classed students whom hate crowds and refuse to eat in the main sections of the canteen can choose to eat at the ugly green marble tables at the other end of the netball court. However, these patrons will have to endure the nearby stinking drain and potentially deadly mosquitoes that proliferate in that area. "Anything," they say, "is better than eating with those low-lifers."
Delivery service is sometimes available when favour-oweing friends are around. "We get speedy delivery of food with just a shout away. But one will have to prepare for the worst and choose a scapegoat beforehand." advises Wong. She goes on to tell an intriguing story about how an intercepted delivery was retrieved from the discipline teachers room. "To date, I still do not know which courageous student did that unselfish act."
For Wong, the cheap food and canteen were definitely the more prominent aspects of the school. "Recess will always be close to my heart." says Wong emotionally.
Disclaimer: This is meant as a joke. CHS means more to me than just cheap food. The crazy friends, the violent discipline teachers, teachers (the lazy ones, the blur ones, and the dedicated ones), the not-so-adequate facilities, the haunted toilets, the VAST tapak perhimpunan, my embarrassing moments, my deviant days as a misguided prefect, and also my irresponsible days as an interactor will forever be buried in my heart.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL PJ!
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