The Irony Kills Me

As the first cohort of Yr 6 students, you would expect the school do much as it can for the sake of our welfare.

The irony is, we don't even have a proper room to call our classroom. Meh. I can sympathize with the school's decision to not have fixed classrooms for the Senior High cohort, but I'm still not entirely with the irony of the situation.

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Here's a though-provoking poem Mdm Nora showed to the Lit class about a fortnight ago. Explains that the standarization of the society has led to the loss of individualism.




The Unknown Citizen

(To JS/07/M/378 This Marble Monument Is Erected by the State)

He was found by the Bureau of Statistics to be
One against whom there was no official complaint,
And all the reports on his conduct agree
That, in the modern sense of an old-fashioned word, he was a saint,
For in everything he did he served the Greater Community.
Except for the War till the day he retired
He worked in a factory and never got fired,
But satisfied his employers, Fudge Motors Inc.
Yet he wasn't a scab or odd in his views,
For his Union reports that he paid his dues,
(Our report on his Union shows it was sound)
And our Social Psychology workers found
That he was popular with his mates and liked a drink.
The Press are convinced that he bought a paper every day
And that his reactions to advertisements were normal in every way.
Policies taken out in his name prove that he was fully insured,
And his Health-card shows he was once in hospital but left it cured.
Both Producers Research and High-Grade Living declare
He was fully sensible to the advantages of the Installment Plan
And had everything necessary to the Modern Man,
A phonograph, a radio, a car and a frigidaire.
Our researchers into Public Opinion are content
That he held the proper opinions for he time of year;
When there was peace, he was for peace; when there was war, he went.
He was married and added five children to the population,
Which our Eugenist says was the right number for a parent of his generation.
And our teachers report that he never interfered with their education.
Was he free? Was he happy? The question is absurd:
Had anything been wrong, we should certainly have heard.

-- W. H. Auden


Simple analysis here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Unknown_Citizen

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The Senior High Student Council Investiture paled in comparison to that of the Senior High House Inauguration. I really felt that the theme was that of a Chinese wedding dinner. Firstly, there was that lame music you would hear when the dinner is being served. Secondly, there was a speech made by a guy and girl thanking everyone for their presence. Thirdly, there was a video showing the old photos of the Yr 6 members of the SC, who have officially retired as I speak. Fourthly, there were balloons and poppers being fired, as if Hillary Clinton had just won a string of primaries after losing to Obama (off-topic).

However, the only thing that sets apart this investiture and a wedding dinner is that most of the audience left the hall disgruntled without any nice food.