Wellington Secondary College

When I was young, I thought the coolest thing was going to a coed school — mixed with boys and girls. After spending two years in an all girls school, I was dying to leave for Wellington Secondary College. I spent two years at this school, half of 8^th grade and half of 9^th grade. And to be honest, I had the best time of my life! I got to meet BOYS!
There’s basically two sides the 7^th — 8^th grade side and the 9^th-​12^th grade side. The division is due to the locker rooms, for example 7−8^th grade have the same area locker rooms. From memories, those locker rooms were pretty bad, junky, dirty, and man it was pretty much out on the open door. So, when it rained — the student would hid inside the locker rooms and the floor gets all went and nasty. Getting rob is another problem — students either get rob or got robbed. You’re either the too. Sure, my locker got opened a lot because the thief cut it open, so I never leave books inside and just leave it at home.
The classrooms. Man, the classrooms — broken chairs, tables, and it’s dirty. There are gums stacked everywhere — on the walls, under the table, and so on. Students are very rude to teachers. Teacher just keep on teaching and doing their jobs.
Oh… there’s a smoker’s corner, apparently, this is where all the smokers hang out. And when a teacher walks pass… everyone puts their smokes out and smiles at the teacher.
But then again, I had a great time in this crazy school. I learnt one important thing: how to be ghetto, yet be educated at the same time. If I had to send my kids to a school — I wouldn’t want to send him or her to Wellington Secondary College. Send your kids elsewhere.