The Struggle of a Child
Patience test
This cold morning we went through with great pleasure. My father, who had gone a little far away from us, saw us who were standing looking at his back who was turning to us. He turned his head back and saw us back. His steps are seen sincerely making a living to meet the needs of his small family.
It was not long before we walked through the cold of the morning that accompanied this step. My brother and I arrived at the school gate. The children were seen milliliter filled the spacious school yard with neat uniforms and bags that were carried.
In this case, the school is very much needed for bright supplies in the future. Therefore, my sister and I also have to study hard. I who have been on vacation for a long time must catch up with me in the lessons we will fight for in the exam later.
After school we went through so fast. I also saw my friends who fought with brooms to clean the room and dirty classroom. The dust that sticks is now wiped clean.
My silent sister walks beside me. Now admonish me who gawked at the sight of my friends who were busy with their pickets.
"Sister, I go first, yeah. It's my picket, '" said my sister walking away from me.
"Yes, Brother," I replied.
The feet continued to move tightly to get to class as soon as possible. Every morning at school as students, we have to obey the orders of every teacher both in the lesson assignments and in picket assignments, cleaning each class.
Every student should be on time and no one should be late at all. If that happens then the consequence we have to accept is getting punished. Punishment for us every student is different - different given every teacher. Some swept the yard from the school gate to the front yard of his class and there were also teachers who gave the punishment of quoting garbage by carrying a garbage basket wherever we walked until we found the garbage until the basket was filled. The punishment of this garbage basket is what makes me smile the most when I remember Fikri and Rasyd when they were punished by Mr. Duan.
I remember when the punishment was given to Fikri and Rasyd. Ahaha! My laughter also piqued my heart when I wanted to go to class. That memory instantly flashed through my memory.
Fikri who was holding a garbage basket he was busy with Rasyd took him to the bathroom to wash it clean . Then he put it over his head while dancing a jaipong with Rasyd hitting the basket with a broomstick as if he were a good poet .
The trash can is now sitting right by the door. Same trash basket and also with the same color.
"Liyan, why are you smiling at that garbage basket?" ask Widia astonishment.
"Yes Liyan, did you take the wrong medicine?" tanya Septiani immediately looked at my face.
"No," I answered withstanding the shame that set myself up.
While Fikri who was passing by me looked at me with suspicion after she heard my answer.
"Liyan, time and again in the middle of the road" said Solihin who was busy tidying up the classroom.
"Haha! Uh, it turns out that your friend likes to mock as well, yes," Tania chirped suddenly standing near me.
"Free dong during this you are friends. But, it turns out that everything is a lie." Ecy stared with a grin.
"Heh, are you human or not, anyway. How dare you tell Liyan that we mocked her." Septiani came straight to Ecy and Tania.
"Don't talk too much! You should know that I'm the class president." Fikri firmly revealed it to Tania in annoyance.
Instantly, Tania and Ecy's faces turned unhappy. The annoyed frown was bending on the faces of the two of them.
This reproach never ends with me. He came every time as if he were trying to test my strength and patience. For example, when I want to try to forget it, this reproach always comes as if it never wants to get away from me.
My patience seems to be tested to the limit of his ability. It makes me stronger and stronger.
"Did, Liyan! You're a kid, yeah!" tania shrieked loudly as if she was rebuking me to make me realize I was a child.
"And also said to your friends! That little boy! Don't be so pretentious to advise," Ecy snorted cynically.
"I wonder why you're so defending this boy!" Tania pointed at me with a pias. "What he's got, huh? Give you a lot of money, that's it!" ask with hatred.
While Fikri who has not moved is getting upset so much that Fikri also said something by swerving. "Tania, Ecy! You two don't ever mock, Liyan again. If you make fun of him again! I'm going to tell Miss Dona. Let both of you be punished severely. Now disperse!" exclaim Fikri loudly.
"Yes, yeah, yeah! Now disperse!" rasyd.
"Now go there! Put your bags on your stool" Septiani choked.
"Oh!" Tania snorted cynically looking at the fierce Septiani.
A very bad day for me at the moment. My still weakened body trembled even more and wanted to crash onto the floor. Screams and a loud, terrifying voice greeted me when he saw me enter the classroom.
I realized, I was a kid, even I was a sick kid and a poor man. But I shouldn't have heard it directly from people who don't like me.
Today I heard what I shouldn't need to know. I continued to strengthen myself until I had a strong spirit and layered ears to listen to these inner destructive words.
Everything has also been broken up. The loud voice disappeared and was silent. I who walk with the bag still slung now have been leaned on the bench.
"Liyan." Widia called me slowly.
I who stood back on his stool turned my body to see it. "What's Widia doing? You calling me?" my many.
"mmmmmmm. You're not coming with us?!" Widia asked in a soft tone of voice.
"Where are you going?" I know that I am still uncomfortable.
"We want to go under that tree" Widia replied pointing to the tree outside.
"Tree of flowers" I said immediately glad to remember.
"Yes Liyan. We will sit there looking at the beautiful flower" Septiani said.
"It's thick, Liyan," continued Rasyd as if Rasyd persuaded me to follow Widia and Septiani's invitation.
"Well, you're in class?!" fikri.
"Yes, Liyan. We're sitting there a lot." Suddenly Tania hooked up and scoffed.
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