Name : Chee Bee Phaik
Year of Graduation:
My recollection of the life at TKGS
The school had a very high reputation for the academics, and was strong in the performing arts. Assembly featured choral reading, girls making impassioned speeches, invited performances in modern dance, ballet, TV personalities, etc Then there was Miss Bandara. An imposing figure to behold & with a keen eye on every student, she noticed every detail she set eyes on. She knew the girls by name. She knew their ECAs, and often she would stop and engage them along the corridors. There was the personal touch, the jocular humour, the flashes of wit. There was the school. The spacious grounds in front of the Hall block were where we parked our cars. Nobody really looked at kind of car you had. They were more interested in the back porch bordering the sweeping driveway entering from Haig Road. What mattered was, Was "Miss B's" trusty beigeToyota Corolla parked there? Then she was In. The old staff room was on level 2: It had old whirring fans, louvred windows along its length, with a side view of Tanjong Katong Road... also Katong News Agency (KNA), supplier of all TKGS texts & affordable stationery with reputable brands - Swan-Stabilo, Steadtler, Mars, Luna - before Elsoon & other local brands crept in. Next to KNA was "Dirty & Delicious", an otherwise nameless coffee shop that didn't sell coffee. We young teachers/trainees went there for our sar ho-fun with 'wok hei'. We sat on faded wobbly coffee-shop chairs and ate off cracked, greasy marble table tops. A rat or two would scuttle along the open drain outside, a cockroach would venture out from behind the old clock. None of this stopped us enjoying the hor-fun. Then there was the field. The girls wore bloomers, had obstacle races, hopped in sacks, balanced rubber quoits, threw javelins, competed at Captain's Ball, basketball. That was PE. The lessons ran themselves, you didn't need physical prowess or muscles, or a fitness cert to teach PE.