back in those old days when i was called a prefect, there was this teacher-in-charge who once told us this

"if you re-arrange the letters in prefect, you can form the word perfect, and that's what we expect you guys to be"

if i was a pesky little person who is witty and smart and fearless then, maybe i would have wished to retort

"then why mis-spell that 'r' and call us prefects? why not just be straightforward and call us perfects?"

that would have definitely sent a clear message.

haha. well. but i wasn't a pesky little person who is witty and smart and fearless, and i'm not one to buck the system at all when i was in secondary school. maybe that's why i was made a prefect, because i won't buck the system. not that i buck the system alot now that i completed my studies. lol. guess they don't choose rebels to be prefects. they must have chosen those docile rule-followers who are obedient and will yield to authority without question.

sidenote: what does this say of head-prefects? sidesidenote: i was just a small little prefect who used to sell some temporary nametags and sat around latecomers while they were punished standing around in lines.

endnote: anyway no one can truly be perfect, but we all know that don't we. maybe prefects are supposed to be more pronounced in aspiring to perfection. HAHA. maybe that's why they mis-spell that 'r'.

* wiki on prefects:

In the context of schools, a prefect is a pupil who has been given limited, trustee-type authority over other pupils in the school, such as a hall monitor or safety patrol.

**whoa trustee! haha. fiduciary duties!

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