First Days of School : Raising-Hand Issue

Hello my beloved readers!

Here i am going to talk about my super duper true first exprerience in school. So, my first school was simply called TK PERTIWI or translated to be PERTIWI Kindergarten. My first impression about this school was that it was so so so darn ugly building. I even thought it was like my uncle’s pigeon ranch because we, literally, could see pigeons coming into our class.

Anyway i came from the ‘suburban’ part of my village so I knew basically none of  my classmates who seemed to have known each other. The reason why my parents sent me to that kindergarten was because i was so shy and one of the teacher there was their friend and I slightly knew her.

Unexpectedly a girl with  a curly hair and yellow skin raised her hand. Oh my world what the heck I didn’t know her I swore and I was sure she didn’t know me either. But the teacher somehow believed that we knew each other as she had the closest adress to my home.

Anyway believe it or not I got a kind of love at first sight with one of the boy there at AGE OF 4! On my first day of school! I honestly couldn’t get my eyes off him.  What a filthy girl I was. Oopss...

Forget about that weird first love thing. So, that curly little girl, Sheilla turned out to be my bestfriend. Noo... not that sweet and cute bestfriendship thing, it was more like love and hate relationship- We were deskmates in 1st and 4th on the elementary school.

One day our 4th grade homeroom teacher pointlessly asked if any of the students still slept with their parents. Suddenly Sheilla raised up her hand and immediately a whole class laughed so hard. She was even accused to still drink her mother’s milk. What a disaster.

When class was over I asked her why the heck she admitted it. I meant that moment I slept with my mom once in a while and i was sure there were a lot of another kids in our class that did the same but they didn’t admit it. Well, I mean we didn’t admit it. Why? Because we thought we were big already

“My mom always told me to raise my hand as often as possible” she answered.

“Even if you didn’t you’d still raise your hand?”

“Yeah, maybe. I don’t know why.”

Everything became clear that moment. She didn’t know me yet at that first day of school. I got reminded that there was another silly thing about raising-hand-issues that she did. It was in the kindergarten, our principal was teaching us a good habit to do before sleeping in the night.

“Don’t eat your snack after brushing your teeth before sleeping or you will have to brush them again.” That was what she said, “anyone here has candy inside your mouth right before going to bed?”

No one admited.

“Or maybe mendoan?” she asked for a joke.

Sheilla raised her hand. What a disaster!

If you don’t know what mendoan, let me tell you mendoan is kind of soya cake fried with flour until it’s half cooked. Even tough mendoan is known to be super tasty, keeping a piece of it inside your mouth right before going to bed is something out of our norm. Here's the picture to help you imagine how people doing that.

taken from doyanresep.com

Purwokerto City : Outfit of the Day

Welcome readers!

I live in a city called Purwokerto. I highly highly recommend you to visit this city! But you have to make sure that it is Purwokerto, not Purwakarta. Pretty close right? But Purwokerto and Purwakarta are far apart, Purwokerto is in Central Java while Purwakarta is in West Java. Though it’s sometimes funny when a news anchor say “reported from Purwokerto, West Java”.

Back to the topic, Purwokerto citizens basically do not really follow fashion trends (yet). We buy what we like in stores, we wear what makes us feel comfy inside, mix and match is just the thing that we do randomly. But it doesn’t mean none of us is fashionable.  If you want to see some modish people, here are some places you can visit :

Rita Supermall Purwokerto

taken from : skyscraper

This is the biggest mall that we have. Not only Purwokerto citizens that like to chill in this enormous building. This place is crowded by domestic and –sometimes- foreigner tourists. My usual purpose on visiting this mall is well.. working out and see some stylish people. Many girls wear mini skirts or pants and modish clothes that are convenient to see. Well, as long as you’re not against mini skirt/short use. And  boys wear.. I don’t know how those cool outfits and accessories are called but they look so cool wearing it.

    Rajawali Cinema

taken from : pinoci.net

This is the most legendary cinema that we have! All of the workers are tidy and good looking, really, I like how they look! The visitors are mostly the cool kids, so you can easily find people that wear fashionable clothes. I don’t know if I was just being lucky or what, but everytime I came to this cinema, I saw beautiful people with hectic-colored hair which I think is very cool!

3.      Stadium SATRIA / GOR SATRIA

It’s our pride! GOR SATRIA! This is the most crowded place in the city every Sunday morning. 

There are a few community gatherings here. Since I am  not committed to any communities, I usually come here for a walk, a food (lie, I eat like elephant here –if I got money), and seeing modish people. Okay, I’m not going to call those people modish, I’ll just call them unique. Not to be rude or something, they’re just unique the way they are.

Like this lady I saw when I was watching mass-aerobic. She looks fashionable on the pic, doesn’t she? But.. well, what was she doing? That sexy clothe ain’t absorbing her sweats but whatever, ma’am. You look great!

I actually don't know the purpose of car-free-day held every sunday in our pride stadium. is it for sports, having fun, shopping or seeing boys/gals, I have no idea but I think some people seem to be wearing wrong-costum, like mini dress, leather pants, high-heels which is good. I mean it guys! This isn't a sarcasm, I ain't good at it. The point is that so many things happen in GOR SATRIA. So many drama, smile and foods.. So many laughs, hope and whises.  You’ll like it there ;)

See you guys really soon!

Spiritual Talk

As a senior student, I have to do so many examinations before final day –farewell party-. Practical test which i had just finished was one of them. Physics, chemistry, biology, entrepreneurship ed., physical ed., indonesian, javanese, english and religion ed were the subject to test. Which one is my favorite? Of course Indonesian and English writting test because the way they’re lol. Well, i mean those were very easy as I didn’t have to speak it out loud to get the marks.

in my deeply honest thought practical test is always something I wish I could avoid. It makes me look dumber than I really am. Can you imagine how I could fluently sing a javanese song when I was somewhere outside the test room and sing it very badly in front of my teachers who was playing as the judge? But it didn’t matter to me because marks themselves never really matter to me.

What matters is religion practical test. Ive had this test 3 times since elementary school and i learned that no matter how fluent I am to recite the prayers at home or anywhere else, i always fail when I perform it. So that day I was sort of prepared to re-do it again. When i performed salah jenazah (prayers done when somebodys dead) i couldn’t do it really well. I even wavered when i recite assalatul ibrahimiyah.

“You never do salah?” asked my teacher while i was trying hard to recite the last sentence of assalatul ibrahimiyah.

My teacher asking that was beyond my expectation. I immediatly left my performance and replied, “I do salah.”

“Why can’t you recite it well?”

“I don’t recite it” i said as in my understanding reciting assalatul ibrahimiyah is not compulsory.

“people have to recite it.”

I was shocked, really. I knew people who consider it recommended  but i had never known someone who actually consider it compulsory.

“Oh” I simply answered.

“You never memorized it all this time?”

“It’s all in my head, but it’s always this way.” I said in slightly emotional way.

“okay, do it again later.”

Then I sat next to door acting as if i was trying to memorize those prayers while i was actually being so upset of being said so. It felt much worse than when you had done 34 kilometers run and then the judge said you had done nothing.

I can't believe that my teacher sort of couldn't accept that I do salah in different way as him. But i get a lesson than this is probably what causes all this chaos happening in Indonesia. We don’t understand each other. We don’t understand that all four jurisprudences (Maliki, Hanbali, Hanafi, Shafi) are basically the same in purpose.