Dear Bill,
I remembered this picture in the blog of my visit to St. Patricks with my brother David at least 10 years ago. We shared this experience of tremendous pride for our small but historic school. We mutually recollected the joys of our student days, our classmates and our teachers. I remembered clearly that we gratefully stood in front of our school as if to pay our humble respects before we departed. Can you remember its unique facade with sloping sides which one could accidentally trip when running around the school?
We revisited St.Patricks again about 3 years ago. Sadly, the spirit that we had from our previous visit very quickly dissipated when we were greeted by a strangely unfriendly school, talked (in broken Malay) to the teachers and looked into the classrooms. Despite moving away from the classrooms to the adjoining basketball courts, this feeling of sadness did not quickly leave us. As David and I head for the aging gates, we took one more look at our old school and told ourselves that it will be a long time before we make another visit - if ever !!
(Keep up with the good work on St Pat's blog).

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It is unfortunate that, on my several visits to Kulim, I failed to take a second glance at the school that laid my scholastic foundation. Only now I realise what a mistake that had been. I can believe the drop in standard since we all left. I have emailed the school for the history of the institution but have yet to receive a reply. I will try again.
Wm