Final Photos at Jiangyin NJHS

Final grasp at memories

Few of any of the students heeded this.

The sign of my classroom. It was supposed to be an “elite” program. Nothing could have been further from the truth.

My whiteboard. I wiped off the email address as soon as I took this photo. Communication means was rarely used by the students. Alas.

Now a bunch of selfies

This is the part of the racket. The international department would proclaim that some student had gotten an offer from some university which, if it actually had standards, would never accept these students.

Now some last photos of me with some colleagues.

Chemistry teacher.

Economics teacher.

Another economics teacher.

Photos taken on my last visit to my classroom which eventually became my rubber room.

The closet of the classroom.

The above photos were taken in my classroom. The last ones. I think the second photo shows my consternation as there were loathsome grade 12 students outside ruining my reveille. For my final exit from here, I walked out of the classroom and said nothing to them.

They were all a bunch of spoiled kids whose parents could afford to have them avoid the gaokaos.

I then walked the campus for the final time.