Miss Cheah

Holidays have started! Happy Holidays ppl!

Today? Oh yes....Miss Cheah, my Would-Be piano strict-strict teacher, came into our car to "tong-pang" to Hougang, where my rather reluctant bro would be going to test out the piano for the Piano Exam.

Miss Cheah looks nice and pleasant and all that...but u wouldn't believe your eyes what she actually has for a personality...same league, neck-to-neck with a tigress. With her high-heeled leather boots, she kept on thundering up and down the one-staired stage just to correct my bro. Correct? I actually mean...beat-up.

She grasped him on the shoulder hard and even hitting it . I'm surprised he did not retort! Oh, sorri...no one even dares to do that. I watched this brutal treatment for 40 min, includes revolving around the room and doing one-handed push-ups on the wall until my whole hand ached. This was boring, my mum went shopping and I truly regretted not tagging along. My father, on the other hand, was thrilled with his new palm-top and was using it to talk with his colleagues. I then had no choice but to duck into the room, as the reception counter kept on strutting around, glaring at me as though I was about to blow up a toilet bowl or the burn the whole bookshelf full of musical books.

Soon, it ended. In the car, she talked to me in an incredibly soft voice, unlike in the room where my bro went through Miss Cheahish treatment. I could hardly hear her at all. She said, "怎么样？我凶不凶？" All I did was to grin foolishly at her, she smiled and turned back to the front....