The ideals of a child

in #fiction7 years ago (edited)

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Four years passed "Fajar" school. Fajar resides inland and goes to the school. The condition of the school is very simple with having only 3 study rooms. The walls are made of wooden boards and bark and are covered with thatched roofs. The tables and seats are made of the board designed to extend. Blackboard size 1x2 meter in hanging in front of the classroom, School floor still not in the concrete. When it rains, the water will enter the classroom so that the class becomes muddy and disrupt the learning process. Now Fajar has been in fifth grade. There were only four students in the Fajar class. While the teachers who teach there are only two people, Mr. Agus and by Rina. They teach from grade one to sixth grade.

In the learning process, Fajar and others love to mix with teachers. Similar to doing exercises, for example, they often work on and solve them together, and do not embarrass-embarrassingly ask if they do not understand.

Behind the school today Fajar was riding Pak Agus on an ontel bike ride. While the daughter, mistaken a friend of Fajar, come with By Rina. They are often hoisted like that because their house is the two most distant. The distance to Fajar's residence to school is approximately four-kilo meters. At six o'clock in the morning, Fajar was obliged to go to school on foot through the trails and jungle.

"Pak Agus today fishing in the river? May Fajar come? "Asked Fajar.

"Today's father picks coconut grains on the garden, jar. Shopping money is running low.
Tomorrow if the coconut has been sold, the perfect father will invite Fajar to the river! "Agus promises.

Fajar sad to hear the words of Mr. Agus. Tired of teaching at the school, Mr. Agus must climb coconut again when he got home. Otherwise, his family can not eat. Because the use of selling coconut grains that pack Agus able to get money to meet the needs of his family. Mr. Agus only get a small honor comes from school, and even then not relative to meet the needs of his family. But his good intentions to advance Fajar kampong to be free of illiteracy and smart counting is worthy of respect.

A year ago, in Fajar village there were 2 auxiliary teachers transferred from city to village. What a joy it was in the morning. Fajar hopes their progress will be able to make progress for the school. But the Fajr prayer then vanished. A month of teaching, they only four times arrived at school. The following month, they never arrive again at school. "Maybe they are not used to the circumstances of my remote village in the interior" thought Fajar silently.

One day Mr. Agus once asked Fajar about his ideals. "What is your dream, jar?"

"I want to be like a father" answered Fajar wholeheartedly.

"Be a teacher?" Agus smiled.
Fajar nodded, "I want to make this village come forward. I want everyone to read and count. If the people in this village have been able to read and count, perfect they can create this village become more advanced ".

Agus's eyes seemed to glaze at Fajar's narrative. "Education in this village is very sad. There are no teachers who want to teach in this village. Moreover, most children your age prefer to work on their parents' petrified fields in going to school. "

Tears Fajar drips. Morning grief to hear it. "At home, should be Father and Mother able to guide me to study and do pr. But whichever is possible. My 2 parents are not good at reading and writing "thought Fajar. One time the 2 parents of Fajar had asked Fajar to teach them to read, write and count. "Well ... how is that possible? Can I do it? "Thought Fajar silently. Finally every day after school, Fajar teaches parents to read, write and count.

"Father proud of you, jar. Children as small as you have been smart to teach Father and your mother read, write and count, "said Father praised Fajar.

"Mother also proud, jar. Thanks to your school, your mother and father are not ndeso anymore. Mother and your Father are now able to read though still spell, "the term Mother while embracing Fajar.

"Thank you, mother .. Bah .." said Fajar touched. "This is also thanks to my sister and Mother who want to send me to school as a smart and able to teach Father and Mother at home" Father and Mother embrace Fajar, and kissed both cheeks Fajar using full of love and love.

Later, Fajar hopes one day can create his village become more advanced and for all people in his village can read, write, and count.

Thank you

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