My Life In Pesantren
Band Boy

**Indeed this event is very festive.. in because the farewell acra is preferred to feel relief and creation at the end right. so as not to be saturated later....

Farewell event....

all 3rd or 9th grade students lined up in class, precisely in 9A, because at that time the class was only divided into two classes A and B, also,, because,, the teacher chose class A for the farewell event.A class was also the class where my friend and I studied... all students sit neatly on the bench that has been prepared in the company of their guardians.at that time I was accompanied by my mother... bla... his speech until it is finished.. after it is finished..we the students sungkem on every teacher who is lined up sitting on a chair.. because we students will go and will not study again at this school, the teachers are very sad as not allowing the departure of their students...

a few moments later...

I also, like to participate in extra sports, I also like sports, but unfortunately people do not rely on me so much... yes yes yes..so it goes back to the story..my band did not have a name, and also at that time my band consisted of 5 people, guitar, bass, and piano.I have also performed in the village square... and the last look this time was for me, after I left I would no longer be a band. I was a senior, too, and I had taught everything to my underclassmen, too,, so that he can shut me down. My one-year-old sister is very diligent.but her learning is not as fast as I am, ocha is my junior nickname in the field of drums...

In the past, before I performed a lot I once told my mother... "mom, aren't you ashamed that I'm a drummer boy..???" that's my question to my mother.Why do I ask that??? because my mother is an ustadzah, ai likes to teach naji want parents or children.often kondangan here and there, want a wedding, hitanan, Haplah, reunion pesantren.. my mother was not in the house too much fame, but after many went and my mother gave her teaching to my aunt, my mother's sister... because my mother likes to go and does not have time to take care of them. Go back to the story. "no, "mother is not papa, my mother is happy because you have achievements." he replied to me... I was so relieved that my mother's answer satisfied me. When I appeared everyone did not use a veil. but I was forced,, and I can't refuse...

yeah.that was my life when I was sitting on the bench of SMP**...