BUKIT BINTANG GIRLS' SCHOOL

BBGS
We pledge to thee,
Our love and toil in the years to be,
When we are grown and take our place,
As loyal women with our race

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NISI DOMINUS FRUSTRA
Without God, all is in vain.

 

BBGS
We pledge to thee,
Our love and toil in the years to be,
When we are grown and take our place,
As loyal women with our race.

Father in heaven, who lovest all,
O help Thy children when they call,
That they may build from age to age,
An undefiled heritage.

Teach us to bear the yoke in youth,
With steadfastness and careful truth,
That in our time, Thy grace may give,
The truth whereby the nations live.

Teach us delight in simple things,
And mirth that has no bitter springs,
Forgiveness free of evil done,
And love to all men 'neath the sun.

BBGS
We pledge to thee,
Our love and toil in the years to be,
When we are grown and take our place,
As loyal women with our race.

HOUSES

 

 

Shirtliffe

 

Green

 

Maclay

 

Prouse

 

Cooke

 

TRADITIONS

Every BBGS girl remembers coming into Form One to be confronted with choral speaking practices.  Choral speaking taught enunciation, team-work, tones and musicality in our voices.  How carefully the teachers selected each poem every year, searching for the one poem that is just long enough, with enough character and diversity to interest the dullest of us all.  How dreadful to be selected to do a solo piece in choral speaking, spending nights wondering if you would miss your cue, dreaming away as you stood with the rest, balancing on benches all the way behind because you were mid-height.

Dramas, dances and songs fill our days.  Food-fares came once a year, and the competitive spirit to sell the most number of cream-puffs or chicken macaroni soup gripped us as we each wanted our class to be the one with the highest sales/collection for the school building fund.  And when we finally had enough money to pay for the new gym, I wondered what the school would raise money for the next year.

School captains reigned.  But house captains were all the more important, for behind her, we win or lose.  No one wanted to be in the house with the losing streak.  How we shouted, and rallied behind the captains.  All except some of us who prefered to be librarians hiding in the library because we really did hate the sun.  How clever we all became as librarians mending all sorts of torn and broken books with the smelliest of glue and gum.

 

 

 

 

... and this is where I waited for the Bus Sekolah ...


Above these corridors were the dreaded Home Science rooms, where we sewed the funniest of garments, and learnt things like box pleats, double stiched half inch seams and how to hem delicate silk skirts.

Chemistry Lab - Where Gazel, Sit and Siew Mei were very busy mixing all the chemicals in the back row because we could not stop laughing at the relief teacher - Mr SUU-GA

 

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