Sekolah Rendah....ancient history

My mum, Pn Vimala =) teaches English in a primary school which is also my primary school 7 years back...wow...nearly a decade since I last stepped my foot there...and finally..yesterday..I did..just to accompany my mum because they had some camping event and my mum was on duty..and since I had nothing better to do...I decided to follow...seeing new teachers and all...fine..one after the other came to see me....one teacher came up to me..and asked me whether I'm married...FOR REAL!!..my mum was so shocked that she nearly fell of the chair...HAHAHA...another teacher came up to us...and asked my mum...WHETHER IM HER HUSBAND!!!!!....WTFFFFF...this time I think she stood up to avoid falling off her chair..so now..I officially have given people perceptions that I'm my mum's husband, my mum's brother and the very least likely....my mum's son...SWT....fine....we were there to be a part of the audience of the cultural night which is presented by the students...there were about 10 groups and by the logical thinking that I've done, the students have to present one sketch and one song to sing....and without failure...every single group presented the sketch with at least one fight scene in it...I'M SO DAMN SHOCKED....for example one student who will be acting as an elderly person and the others as thugs will beat the elderly person up for their belongings...i mean where are all the moral values and ethics...and for the song...I had to listen to 10 merdeka songs back to back....back at my time....we had tonnes of ideas to present...now i guess...in this world we live in...violence is the only question and answer to everything