story of my live (SPIRIT OF LIVE)

SPIRIT OF LIVE

Started from three years ago, I stayed in Islamic boarding school. It was really different with the condition in my house, coz I had to wash my clothes in river, there were no television, and I can’t use hand phone every day just in fry day. So, My first week in Islamic boarding school was fulfilled by crying. It was also because I missed my father. Although he often leaved me, my mother and my brother since I was in elementary school. He just came back to home one week in one month. He worked in Bandung west java, maybe from my house it just need two hours, but it made my brother and me didn’t closed with him.

             My mother was the hard worker, she never looked tired even she always work and took care my brothers and me.

 One day, she got sick and she didn’t know that she was sick, till her disease had been chronic. Finally she was be hospitalized. Next day after my mother came in hospital, my father and my uncle accompany her, my family and I would like to visit her but, on the way our car cross back and back to home. My brother and I didn’t know what happen. Then, I asked my aunt when we arrived in home “why we cross back aunt? You said that we will visit mother, so why we came back to home?” suddenly my aunt crying, I really curious what happen actually? , but no one told me till my aunt said while crying “your mother,,, your mother had passed away”. “what!!! No,,, you are lying , it will not happen ,,, never” I scream then cry, all member of my family also cry. Coz two days ago she still fresh and look fine.

After my mother passed away , my father stay in home and take care my brothers and me, until one years, then he would work in Malaysia coz the salary in Indonesia didn’t enough to fare his children I and two of my brother. Before he went to Malaysia he would like to ask my younger brother to study in Islamic boarding house, although my brother still too young, he still six years old. But it better then in home. Coz it would make my aunt busy. I thought, I couldn’t take care him coz I had to go to school every day.

My brother and I live with my grandfather and my aunt until two years and my brother graduate from elementary school. He also wanted to continue his study in Islamic   boarding house. Finally my family were not together and I just alone in my home. Not long time I alone coz next years I graduated from junior high school, and I continued my study also in Islamic boarding house in Yogyakarta with my younger brother.

Now I here in Islamic boarding house Aswaja Nusantara or called pesantren aswaja. Ya at the first week, I always crying and want back to my home. But I thought about my father and my brothers, so I hold out and keep spirit to study.

After one month this pesantren was like my home even this pesantren better than my house. Coz there were friends who made me happy and also gave me spirit. After three month , there were new students. They were seven years old and the director of this pesantren asked me to took care of this children. Anyway I can’t reject his request.

If time to pray came I had to asked them to pray, if time to took a bath I also had to asked them to took a bath. They often crying coz missed their mother. Even one of them ever try to run off this pesantren. Until one years but I just be their manager one month, coz I can’t take care them well and also I had to study in the school so I told director that I can’t continue to be their manager.

After one year, they better than first time came here. But suddenly there were news that their mother passed away then, they come back to their home for long time, and finally they came out from pesantren.

Live maybe too hard for them without mother. But what they can do, everything had been determined.

a few days later, everything went as usual. One day at my boarding school there was an announcement that there was exchange student program for senior high school, all of student in my pesantren who five teen years old till seven teen years old had to follow that’s program. Actually I was pessimist with this program because I can’t speak in front of others. But, I had to try that, in the form I told my story in the past, and haw my father hassle to their children.

A few days there were announcement that three of my friends and I was accepted by that program and the second step was interview with the US embassy. I really nervous and bu ayu asked me to practice speaking in front of mirror. Finally when interview I can speak with them without nervous although I just spook Indonesian.

One month letter I got e-mail from the program that I accepted be the participant of that program. I really surprise and of course happy.
I got so many experience from that program,

When in Singapore airport, we immediately waited another friend's apartment to gather all that we wait for contact of mba sani about lunch break booking where we were. Initially if mba sani no contact we will wait in the usual places but a few moments later mba sani contact kak Laksmi and we were finally able to rest in a comfortable lunch .before went to lunch, our immigration officers to advance

Arriving from Ngurahrai trip, Bali to Singapore my friends and airport changi lunch break in Singapore.

There we can rest and nap while waiting for our flight to Tokyo .we were divided into two groups, one can sleep in the room and one more group could eat snacks and relax with a duration of two hours and then we exchange places between the bed and relax .The bersanatai can eat noodles, snacks, coffee, fruit, free internet, watch tv and others I chose bersatai first. Initially I chose not to slept at all but after seeing the bed is soft and warm plus tv I became interested for lying, cover the entire body with a blanket and with television still lit then I slept.
I ended up in the wake by kak yuda, it turns out I've been in the wake several times but no answer because sound of the television too loud and was making my friends worry, waw it gives a very valuable lesson for me

 and I meet so many important person. My house family in US her name is marie she was seventy years old. She was not marry and live alone in her house. She followed so many organization, one of that is peace keeper and interfaith community.

In the class in josh mason university I got so many lessons. My favorite class were when dins’s class . it learned about cross culture and conflict resolution. The way of studying was different coz we were practice how to respect other culture and haw to resolve problem in a community. We are in the form the 4 groups by dina .3 group into 3 streams of culture and one kelopok be reporter.Menjadi reporter first I thought it boring, but someone opened my view on it and turns to the reporting we can know more than others
The flow of this game is that there are 3 boats stranded on an island and the existing oang on these ships have to make a place to live, by combining their cultures are different from 15 minutes for discussion and 30 minutes to build . The process will be observed by reporter.hasilnya group, when a group are in a conflict, then they will be difficult to get out of the conflict because they only focused on time, and are not concerned with the design of the plan. At the time of making their plans have yet to find a bright spot and when the building they are still talking about how to design the house so that all cultural traits can be found in one house? time is running out. In addition there are also some people who are not invited discussion and there are some that are also indifferent when creating a plan that and when to build, they are trying to make a design support, but it is not discussed again with friends who made the core of the building and eventually time runs out and they have not completing the building.

From this process, the reporter told what is wrong with the cooperation in doing their group.

Besides I got ashamed experience too when I was in New york it also bad experience.       After we visited philadelfia, we went to New york and stay in international hotel there. I thought it would be wonderful placed but in fact that placed is like a hostel even our hostel in josh Mason university better than that placed.

            In one room there were ten people, although each person got a bad. Before slept, some of y friends went to toilet. Actually I wanted to follow them, but I really sleepy and too lazy to woke up from my bad, so I just stay in.

            At 02’aclock I woke up coz I wanted to go to toilets, but I feel terrible to woke up my friend to accompany me coz they just slept at 02’oclock, so I went to toilets alone

            After finished, I sent back to my room but I forgot where was my room? and also forgot brought my key room. I really confused what I had to do at that time. So I just went and knock every room in that floor, if that was not my room I just said sorry to the occupant, Till five room. Then suddenly there were person went to toilets and she looked at to me and said hello then, she asked where did my room, and I told her about my story at that night. She gave me suggestion to asked to receptionis, but I shy to asked the receptionist coz so many people there. Until morning, finally I found my friends room and take a rest there coz I had slept yet.

            There were So many experiences which made me being better than yesterday. I thought that this story would made me in the feature. Although sometime live is so hard, but it had to do.