theb elementary in memorian

The elementary in memory

At that time I was still eleven years old. I was at the fourth grade. That was the beautiful and clean class. The students were in the class always come punctual and they wore the uniform neatly for every day.

My class was near with the fishing pool. Almost everyday we could enjoy the cold water when we outside the class for the resting. The sunrise appeared can be seen clearly from my class because had not black glasses to protect us from the heat of sun light. The total of students at my class was about 35 students and dominated by girls.

I was very happy with my class. There, was for the first time I knew about love. I could love my teacher as my idol as well as my mother. Then, I also could love my friends and for the special one I could know and fall in love for the girl for the first time. The teacher gave the advising to us before he/she started the lesson in the class.

Living in the class as like as stayed in heaven. We could learn freshly, we could tell fluently, we could sit neatly and we can play happily. In every time we always obey our teachers’ instruction during lesson in the class, and some time we made them glad and happy, although sometime we also made them angry. But, what we did to them did not make them bore for teaching us.

Here, I will tell you about my special impression in this class.
Actually I was coming from the humble family. My parents work as the farmer in the farm. My brother and sister were still at junior high school even though they should pay them by striving. They go to school at the noon and at the morning they worked as the labor. They did it as like as did not have weakness.

They seldom go to school by bringing the pocked money and so do I. in the fourth grade I had felt the worst suffering of financial. When the teacher asked me about the school payment I must urge my parents first. Sometimes I delayed the payment while waiting my father got the money from the farm. If he did not get it, I must lay to my teacher in paying it. But, I felt happy and proud even though my family was poor.

Mrs. JUN is my teacher. She always teaches me for every subject in a week. In the front of the class she was able to educate me well and she could give motivation in increasing my spirit learning. I was able to forget my entire problem when she entered the class. She was the wise women who can change everything to be chance.

Agusriadi, Sopian, Dedeh Nur Rahman, Umar Bakri, Chandra Wijaya, Irawan, Saprudin, Maman, Ilin Sumantri, Ahmad Shopian, Ridho Setiawan, Yon Maryono, Eko and Erik Pamunkas all them are my classmate at elementary school. They are my unforgettable friends till I die. When I was sad they could help me accomplish the problem, when I was in fix they can show the best ways to solve it.

Now, I am twenty-two years old. More than ten years I do not meet them anywhere. Is one of them had die or not? I did not know. I do hope that they are still alive and one upon a time I can meet them and we can tell the experience from our life..