Translated…
Calling the campus a zoo, that’s because it’s dirty, in the all-boys’ school, in the sinks, there were, left over rice grains from the lunch times all over the counters and in the drains, and, the garbage cans in the hallways are all over the places too, with the scattered examination papers, and the bottled sodas and waters. After physical education, returned back to the classroom, and, the air-condition serves the purpose of letting the sweat from the body, the scents spread all over the room, to break our history teacher down.
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But, it’s such a ZOO. The sunlight shone in from the glasses on the windows, and, on those comfortable desks, we’re, chewing down the fulfilling knowledge, to live off of. In the painful examinations, I’d wanted to become, a fatter breed of animal. When someone started playing the guitar, or stared at the quieted classroom in the rest period at noon, then, I’d turned into, a tourist, and, in this zoo that’s built for me, I’d taken it all in, in silence, felt, that this place is, connected to the eternity of space and time, I’d become, so filled with happiness, that I’d not know, how to deal with myself now.
And, after being in this zoo long enough, I’d learned, the effective ways to make my escapes too, I’d just, skipped my classes, climbed up to the rooftops, and, look down, at the field. The tall edifices all around became blurred out, and, from time to time, a train passes through the tracks. And, in this high an altitude, I’d often worried and pondered: outside of these fences, out there, in the real world, with futures unknown to me, how, will I, survive?
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So, this, is a high school student’s anxieties of what s/he will be doing after graduation, because in school, at least, you’d know your place as a student: study, do well on your exams, go to your classes, and that’s all that’s required of you, but, out here, in the REAL world, there’s NOBODY giving you directions, or orders, and, you’d needed to have that strong self-discipline, in order, to successfully make it, out here, in the real world, so, do schools really prepare someone for reality???