Friday in the Evening

We took her to the station, who was going to go home. Leaving for another city was sometimes hard for me and him.
We were really sad, that we tried hard to restrain our tears. Spending 5 days with her was the best time we have ever had.
We used to be together anytime & anywhere, that we couldn’t be apart. Living separately from her was like a sort of misery.
We really liked to eat the foods, which she always cooked for us. Tasting such these delicious foods was so delightful.
We used to love her; we really love her now; and we will always love her. Being together again is truly all what we want.
My mother…..

Conversation, Debate, Discussion?

I got many lessons today, having a serious conversation or it was more suitable to be called a debate. I am not going to talk about what things we talk about but it has something to do with religion. It is a sensitive topic for everyone. People have their own choice about religion. They have their own idea and opinion about this as well as me.
So, the debate or whatever it is called took few hours to talk. There were 3 persons debating and actually we did not find any solution until we had to stop the discussion without any agreement. Honestly, I know little about religion so I tried to discuss it with one of my classmate after having that sort of conversation with other 2 persons. He is really good at it and I trust him so much.
The topic is so complex that actually there is no wrong opinion about this. We see the thing in a different way, that is why we do not find any solution. But actually, there is no person wrong in giving opinions about the topic. The hard thing to me is trying to accept that their opinions are also true while I still think that what they talk about is nonsense.
I still have to learn more about this since I am not really good at it.

Irony

Irony… Yes, it must be happened on every person in this world in different case and situation. Why is it irony for me? Let see, I always feel difficult to begin writing. However, I teach writing tutorial class for the first-year students on their second semester. How could I teach them writing while I myself feel difficult to write?
When I am teaching them, I always try to be someone who does not get difficulty in writing. I always try to give them some tips in order to feel easy to write. I believe the tips I give them are meaningful and easy to be applied. But the problem is that I cannot apply my own tips on me. I do not know why, I tried hard but I failed.
I always think about it every day and sometimes I realize that God has his own way to help me in writing. By teaching writing class, I am motivated to learn more about writing and try to avoid the obstacles in it. As a matter of fact, indeed I have to learn how to write well and then deliver the knowledge for them.
In class, I know that they get great difficulty in writing. They ask me this and that and I try to answer all their questions wisely. I am honest to say that actually I also get the difficulty and I tell them my way to get rid of the obstacles. The most important way is do not be lazy to begin to write although we do not know what we are going to write. Sitting calmly and thinking deeply is a good beginning way to find a good topic in writing.

Interviewing

Few days ago, I interviewed foreigner who is my uncle. His name is Jeje, he comes from Australia. I asked him some questions about the way people in Australia serve food for their guest.
In Australia, it is not common for some people to serve a lot of food for their guests. He learnt from my family that people in Indonesia serve a lot food, especially when Idul Fitri day comes. I observed that he was a little bit shock when he knew that my grandmother serve a lot snacks. He also stated that the food served in Australia is not spicy, while in Indonesia, especially at my house, the most food are spicy.
In the weekend, people usually invite their friends to hold a barbeque party in their backyard. People who are invited usually man, not woman. And they usually wear short and T-shirt while doing the barbeque.

Nothing

I am actually nothing for them, maybe. They are such a kind of superior people, and I?? Maybe inferior for them. I just like the way they are talking and discussing something. They see a certain case in this way but I see a certain case in that way, we never come to an agreement. That is why I always keep silent and speak no single word. Unfortunately, they are right and sometimes I am wrong. I think I begin to admire them. They way they speak, the way they behave, the way they think, I love them! I have just realized about it since I was in the second year of my study in university. I have no one to share, sometimes I am embarrassed of myself if I tell it to someone else. It is possible that I am not as good as they are but it is me, the real me. I just try to do what I ought to do and I realize that I cannot follow the things. It is not my place, it is over there and I can never reach it because it is too late. I cannot say “better being late than never”, it is no use anymore because it is extremely very late. I just want to congratulate them of their success in doing everything, but remember that I am not that weak, I will always struggle to reach what I supposed to reach, MY DREAMS….

My Students and I

My first student was a junior high school student. Her name was Tata. It was my first teaching experience, so I was very excited in our first meeting. She was nice but not really smart, she was in average.
My second student was Kevin. Oh my God, he always made me angry. It seemed to me that I hate to teach him. But actually it was not that serious. He was just bad at vocabulary and something like that. So it was my big duty to make him good at English.
My third student was Sheila. She was on the 3rd of junior high school, the same grade with my first student. She was such a smart student. She always asked me some questions that sometimes I was confused to answer them.
My fourth student was a thin and tall girl. Her name was Nuris, she was also in average. Let’s talk a little bit about her house! It was quite big and beautiful. It was such a common house in the foreground but it was big and beautiful in the background and there were a lot of ethnic interiors. I love them!
That is all of my first experience in teaching and I am trusted to teach 4 students. Can you imagine how happy I am? Because I think that perhaps I am trusted to teach only one or two students. I do hope that I will get more students in the future.

A Little Bit Odd

What if my husband died?
What if my husband gone and never came back?
What if my husband married with another woman?
What if my husband divorce me?
I would live alone,
That is why I want to be a tough woman
who is always ready anytime if anything happened
I can live alone, earn money by myself
for me and my children
without depending on my husband anymore....