The bell rings. The teachers asks if there are any questions left. Everybody is silent except for this one fella who retorts, "Cher, can you repeat everything again?" You feel like flipping your table at this fella. Then you have this friend who went they start talking, it's like a machine gun barrel of verbal diarrhoea. Their "smoking" level is PHD level- it gives you permanent head damage. Such is the melting pot of the Singapore Classroom.
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