June 06, 2015
The overall environment was on-and-off uncomfortable and unsafe. The teachers, for the most part, sympathized with us dearly on the tiring work we had to endure, but others were ones that most people cowered under. For example, my friend, who tried avoiding her strict teacher one day because of her absents and low grades, was caught hiding in the reading classroom during lunch and was furiously yelled at, which caused her to run to the cafeteria and cry in front of us (she was usually an upbeat person). For example, the sick student who was forced to do push-ups for an extended period of time imposed by a gym teacher.
Typically there were the "bad" kids who did anything to cause trouble and go against authority, which we had to brace the punishments because everyone was included in discipline. But when it got to the point that they were regularly blocking the stairwells during passing periods, placing stink bombs, throwing food fights almost every week, and causing a standoff between themselves and the principal in an emergency assembly because of "our" behavior, it was really, really annoying. I realized that there was barely any school spirit by the time I got to the last year. No one really comes to donate stuff in the boxes sent to charity (aka the people excessively reminding us that we have to). You can't go to a dance or event in this school without paying any money for food and such because of the low budget. And only about 10-15 people (including parents) show up to concerts.
This school literally felt like I was in a prison. A month to the end of the school year, we had silent lunch because of several incidents. We were also strangely hunted down for being anywhere but in the cafeteria for lunch and were either kicked out of rooms or dashed to the most friendly teacher in the vicinity. Sometimes, when we were being exceptionally good, they released us outside into the courtyard for the last few min of lunch and treated it as recess. I noticed during a competition that most of us were being more hyper than the other schools' kids whenever we went to different places. It honestly made us so jealous of the freedom they had. I remember on the first day of school in 8th grade when 10 students were sent to ISS because they lacked a belt. I passed by a girl whispering to her friend, "This school's strict." Good luck.
- submitted by a student