CMS Tyndale Biscoe ^School

My memories of Biscoe - Class 8th - Ashwani Kaul

Class 8^th was a watershed of sorts My jump to teenage and everything else that comes with it adrenaline, disregard for authority, exploration into various areas that till then were out of my purview. 8^th A up on the top floor of the main building next to the "pole", overlooking the volleyball court doors with glass on the top a more open classroom as compared to the "tucked away" 7^th A down the alley next to the "Drawing class" and the headmaster's office.

The openness was evident in more ways than one I broadened my horizons of thought realized the need for individuality not to be another drone controlled, subjugated and manipulated by the teaching establishment.

It was a good year the becoming of "in all things be men". The teachers now were having a tough time dealing with us acts that needed disciplining were not confined to homework issues or being late they had reached a new plane. Insubordination, not accepting the status quo, challenging rules, authority and the people that created and enforced these arcane rules set in the dark ages. It was bitter sweet for us we had fun and paid heavily too.
I would still categorize our behavior that year to be mild considering what was coming along in the next 2 years in our 9^th and 10^th class. [Keep in mind that my batch was the only batch that did not have a farewell in the 100+ year long history of the school].
Things were only going to get hotter!

The year was also significant on a personal front I finally passed the swimming test no more freezing in the cold for me but landed me in the additional trouble of going to the Dal lake every Wednesday well you cannot have everything!

I forget where we went to excursion that year someone remind me maybe it was Gangabal I have some stories from that trip too, but I will catalog them later.

2007.09.09. 22:39