A Not-to-Forget Three-Day Stay

For some reason, instead of writing new posts here, these days I chose to write more in my diary book. It had been very very long since the last time I wrote something there! I was too lazy turn on the computer, then open WordPress, then spending lots of time in writing a new post―maybe I’m too much like a perfectionist, but so far I can’t spent just a short time to write one post ;). My mood for blogging was not that good, so I changed my mind to spill my thoughts into my old diary instead of blogging them.

Anyway, I was just back from an unforgettable stay recently. This staying activity is called Pendewasaan. ‘Pendewasaan‘ itself is an Indonesian word, which means maturity. It is an annual activity held by my school, which is participated by grade six, nine and twelve. So as its name suggests, it is an activity where students’ independence are trained before proceeding to the higher level.

There is a difference between this year’s Pendewasaan with the last years’. If in the past years the activity took place at our school, this year it took place at the Center.

What made us have to come after the exams back then was for this activity’s sake. I admit I was a bit lazy to join this post-exams activity. I thought all exams were over, so why did we still have to come to school? I was chosen to perform a shou yu (hand gesture dance) with the other 18 students. Yet the non-chosen ones had no choice rather than practicing the singing.

And guess what? It was totally a wonderful experience! We went directly to the Center last Thursday morning. After getting to know our respective groups, mentors and rooms, we had a rehearsal for our performance. I was so tired, yet I found it difficult to sleep during the night. The same thing happened to the others. Seems we hadn’t get used to that place…

The second day was the busiest, I guess. It’s full of sessions about morality, health, self-image, cyber safety and cyber crime and more. These seminars were probably the core of this activity, since I learned a lot from them. Finally we all gathered and had some contemplation, before returning to our respective rooms.

Nothing much in the last day. After having breakfast, we had the closing ceremony―grade nine performed the last, if I’m not mistaken. The celebration was somehow like a graduation to me. Since it’s a real one instead of a rehearsal, I could feel a totally different atmosphere from what I experienced two days before. Our parents were invited, making the hall more crowded, so we had to avoid mistakes as much as we could. The ceremony ended and that’s all―everyone went home afterwards.

Now I can say I really can’t regret participating in this activity, since it gave me some sensation as a ninth grader :D…


No More Time to Relax

Aaah. I sometimes wonder, why do I usually update this blog on Friday? Is it because I normally have free time on Fridays? Well, let’s just forget it and focus on what I’m going to tell.

It’s February today, meaning the ninth graders’ last month of studying is before our eyes. Yes, we had just been convinced about this last Monday. That day we had the students-teachers meeting after school about preparing for the national exams. After the flood incident mentioned in the last post, our teachers announced that the exams schedule had been advanced by one week. On that meeting Pak Edhy showed us the revised schedule; it’s true that they had been advanced. And there will be tests every day this March! There’s no more time to loaf around, so I think I’ll blog more rarely until all those exams are over :P.

We’re dismissed earlier today since the Muslims were going to celebrate Maulid Nabi. After the dismissal, I continued the SBK project with my group mates till it’s half-done. It is a project of making a traditional house. My group’s house is from South Sumatra. We make it out from ice-cream sticks. Last Tuesday, during SBK, Eric made a mini-sized Sadako using origami as its decoration. He added a paper spring on its back and put it inside the enclosed well, so that the ghost would bounce upwards when the lid’s opened. We laughed a lot that day :D.

Well, at least we can still have some fun before facing the exams :P…

The Second Practical Exam

Now that I think of it… These days I’m active on three blogs: Snow Footprints, Fluttering Walnut and Diary of 9B (aka grade 9B’s blog). In Fluttering Walnut, just like what I’ve said before, is my journal blog in Indonesian. While what I share in Diary of 9B—as its name suggests—are the entries about my class and the things happening at school. So the main point is I make use of those three as journal blogs; no wonder that I’m often confused of where to post :P! It’s December tomorrow, and I left Fluttering Walnut not updated for a month. I have an idea of turning the blog function into something else, so that I will no longer be puzzled ;).

Today’s practical exam is English. It’s a speaking test where students describe about two topics in front of the class. The first topic is about someone, while the second is about something. I described about J.K. Rowling (my favourite author :D) for “someone” and clipboard for “something”.

After school, my SBK group went to the music room. The other members continued making the dancing properties, which are like staff-shaped microphones. Meanwhile I was using the school’s organ (or keyboard?) inside that room to compose a tune, together with my group mates. That tune will be used for the B. Indonesia practical exam, which is poem musicalisation.

TGIF, I can finally have another long breath this weekend… And I’ll say hello again to the coming practical exams on Monday till Wednesday :P!

Reunion, at Last!

Sorry to keep you waiting, readers. Due to the slow internet connection, I couldn’t post for some time. But fortunately WordPress is accessible now, so I can publish a post :).

Besides the bad connection, my activities also became the cause of this hiatus. Many things turned out these days, which includes my new blog registration last September. I named it Fluttering Walnut. It’s my first blog on Blogger, and it’s also the first blog I write using Indonesian. Just like in Snow Footprints, the posts I made there are also about my daily life. And, of course, the content there is different from what can be found here. Everyone is welcomed to that site to read my entries in Indonesian.

But aside from that, I have another interesting experience to tell. A wonderful thing happened on last 20th October—I met my old friends :D! Thanks to Kathy; earlier she had invited me to the open house held at St. Nick (my previous school’s name for short). My sister was also invited by her old friend, so we went there together.

In the morning before going to St. Nick, both my sister and I had our reports. Not bad, except for PE. Then I noticed I wasn’t the only student with unsatisfactory mark on that subject; some girls in my class didn’t reach the passing score. We had to accept the truth that just by adding a little mark to our scores, we would have passed on that subject ;).

After having our reports, I and my sister went home to prepare ourselves. We arrived there around ten o’clock. And guess what? I was really touched by the time I reached my old school. It’s been a year since my last visit, and at the moment that building stood in front of me, with many people swarming over it. That nostalgic scenery made my heart pound, meaning I couldn’t wait to meet my old schoolmates…

Firstly I met Gresiella, Kathy, Velda and Jennifer. They were selling iced soy milk, so I bought one from them. Then grade 9A at their shop, selling foods like fried chicken. 9A’s shop was called Warung Te9Al—a modified form of Warung Tegal which means a kind of foods stall, if I’m correct. 9B also sold foods, and just like 7C in the last two years, they included suikiaw in their shop. I tasted the suikiaw, and it’s as good as before!

While I was wondering the whereabouts of my other old friends whom I didn’t met in the moment, my attention was distracted to the stage. The two MCs, Ms. Thessa and another female teacher, proclaimed that the dancing contest was about to begin. It’s a group dancing contest, and the first contestant was the representatives from St. Nick junior high school. To my surprise, they were Marcelline, Silvia, Shella, Angela and Fiona :D! I don’t know why did they performed in their poker faces, but their performance was great.

Even now I’m really thankful that I paid a visit to St. Nick during that day. All my old friends, including the boys, looked so glad by the time they met me. The same thing occurred to me—I was also pleased to see them again :D!