
Children are known to have high imagination. Imagination owned by children, not infrequently is an object or a form that has been seen by children and they store a picture of it into their memory.
Unfortunately, because of the vast world of their imagination, children can create an imaginary picture that they consider as their friends or commonly known as 'Imaginary Friends'
The creation of Imaginary Friends in the child's world can be caused, because the child sees something that cannot be seen by adults or can be the creation of Imaginary Friends, because the child is lonely.
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A woman enrolled to become a companion teacher at Kindergarten Ceria. The woman was named Maya.
He was also interviewed by the Headmaster and could directly observe the learning process of children at the Ceria Kindergarten.
"It's Maya... 20 Year old. Maya is a high school graduate, huh...?" Asked Bu Melati, The Cheerful Kindergarten Headmaster.
"Ah. Yes mother..."
"Have you ever taught before?"
"It has. I've been in the PAUD." Maya.
"Oh. That's so... It means you are used to the kids. Alright... Because it's young, a call to the children Miss yes...
While waiting for Miss Siska to come, Miss Maya, can go straight to class.
You can watch the kids first. Miss Maya I put in the Cocoon Class huh... Cocoon Class Children, 4 Years old. Let me take you." Said Bu Melati.
"Ah. Good mom."
Maya also followed Bu Melati's steps to the Cocoon Class where she would teach.
Bu Melati also introduced Maya to the children as a companion teacher.
"Well Miss Maya. Can be observed first children yes. Earlier, Ms. Siska had ordered the children to draw what they liked...
Because Miss Siska has not come, Miss Maya here used to accompany the children. I stayed for a while, because there were parents who wanted to register again to Kindergarten." Said Bu Melati.
"Oh. Yes mother..." Maya said with spirit.
Maya also began to accompany the Cocoon Class children, while Bu Melati went to her room.
He also looked at the pictures being drawn by the children.
The children begin to approach Maya to invite her to talk and tell her what they are drawing.
"Miss Maya's. Look at my picture!" Said a boy named Vito.
"Well! The picture is so good... Ah.... in his Name Tag his name is Vito.... yes...?" Say Maya while reading the name tag in the left pocket.
"Phew... Thankfully only. The kids are all wearing name tags, so I can get them to talk easily." Maya said with spirit.
In the midst of the children who were laughing cheerfully drawing, there was one girl sitting at the very back, drawing in a down position.
No child sat next to her, strangely enough, the girl, using only crayons of red and black, in contrast to other children who used a lot of colors for them to draw.
"Kok he sat it far away huh...? About what is he drawing?" Maya Gumam.
"Gee... Adek picture what dear... Emm... Dinda yeah...?" Maya said as she read the boy's name tag.
The girl responded, when she saw it, the boy had a very happy expression, after being asked by Maya.
"Miss Ah! Look Deh. Dinda's Images!" Said Dinda excited while showing the results of the picture to Maya.
"Gee... Let's see Miss..."
When Maya sees the picture drawn by Dinda, Maya is surprised not to play, after seeing the picture of Dinda.
in the picture, the girl is tied in two, and there is a picture of a woman dressed in white, with long hair and red eyes.
Maya asks Dinda what she has drawn.
"Dinda dear.... This picture of Dinda is the same who is it...?" Ask Maya.
"Oh this? This is Dinda's picture with Sister Susan!" Said Dinda girang.
Not long ago there was a classmate of Dinda who called the picture of Dinda sinister.
"Ih! My friends look! Dinda's drawing the serem again!" Said a boy named Dimas.
After Dimas' speech, all of Dinda's classmates screamed and ran forward, near the blackboard.
Of course it makes Dinda cry, Maya also so know, if Dinda often draw a figure that he calls Susan.
"It's okay the kids are all calm huh... Sit down to each other's place. All the finished drawings, will Miss paste on the classroom wall..." Maya's words calmed the children who screamed in fear.
"Don't Miss Maya! Later Dinda's image, can fade continuously. can make our picture all dirty!" Said a boy named Jenny.
"No. Kok... Everyone draws what you like! It would be nice if installed, so friends from other classes can see." Persuade Maya slowly.
Not long ago came Miss Siska. The children who saw Ms. Siska coming, immediately approached towards Ms. Siska and hugged her.
"Good Morning, kids. Sorry mom's late... Mom's motorcycle tyre was deflated." Said Ms. Siska.
"Mrs Siska!~ Huaaa!!!"Saying to the children while crying.
"Lohs. As for the cry, not alone in the classroom, there's a new teacher Miss Maya." Said Ms. Siska.
"Bu Siska's. Welcome then. I'm sorry the kids are making a fuss...." Maya.
"Ah. Da... It is I who apologize... I'm late... How the kids picture is done. Let's collect it at the table, want mommy value. Tomorrow after being assessed, I'll return it to take you home..." Mrs Siska calms the children.
When the time came home suddenly, all the children were immediately picked up by their parents, including Dinda.
After making sure all the children were picked up by their parents, the teachers returned to the classroom to tidy up the class.
In between tidying up the class, Maya also asked Ms. Siska about the child named Dinda and what Dinda had drawn.
"Ah... About Dinda's picture... The old teachers here are no longer strange. I'm sorry Miss I didn't mean to scare, actually Sister Susan, who was drawn by Dinda's.
At that time, Dinda's parents, who had been to school, asked for help to provide a therapy teacher for Dinda who had lost her older sister... But to date there has been no... So, Ms. Melati sent us a message, so we could focus on Dinda, so that Dinda could not see the 'things' again.
Because maybe until now... Dinda still hasn't accepted her sister away. So we as teachers can only accompany Dinda, so that Dinda does not feel lonely. Anyway we try to get Dinda to interact with her friends." Said Ms. Siska.
Of course, Bu Siska's answer really made Maya become dumbfounded. The incident he experienced was the first creepy experience he experienced during teaching.
...~TAMAT~...