24 Desember 2009

Pagi itu seluruh jalan di Pekanbaru dipadati oleh kendaraan bermotor. Pada salah satu mobil, melalui kaca jendela yang transparan tampak seorang anak lelaki berseragam putih merah sedang bercakap dengan kedua orang tuanya yang duduk di depannya. Sang ayah berpakaian sangat rapi, begitu juga dengan sang ibu. Seakan-akan tiada hari yang lebih penting dari hari itu.
Walaupun berbeda arah dan lokasi, seluruh mobil itu menuju ke suatu tempat yang bernama sekolah. Ya, dari SD sampai SMA pada umumnya hari itu mengadakan terima rapor.

Di SMA ku, SMAN 8 Pekanbaru, terima rapor diadakan jam 10 pagi. Aku berangkat jam 9 bersama kedua orang tuaku. Di depan beberapa SD yang kami lewati, kulihat seorang ayah sedang berjalan bersama anaknya sambil membawa sebuah buku bersampul biru dengan wajah bangga.
Sampailah aku di sekolah. Aku langsung menuju kumpulan teman-temanku, sementara orang tuaku berkumpul dengan orang tua murid yang lain.
Hari itu memang sangat menegangkan. Rapor itu adalah rapor pertamaku selama bersekolah di sini. Dan setelah pengumuman dibacakan di luar, barulah aku merasa lega. Alhamdulillah.
Sebagai seorang anak SMA, tentunya aku sudah terbiasa dengan tata cara dan suasana di kala hari penerimaan rapor. Namun, terima rapor kali ini sangat berbeda dengan hari-hari sebelumnya. Hari itu adalah hari yang penuh air mata kebahagiaan serta air mata kekecewaan. Di atas sana, di bangunan berwarna putih yang terletak di barisan paling depan SMAN 8 Pekanbaru, di saat kami berkumpul di luar kelas, menunggu orang tua mengambil rapor, banyak kenyataan yang tejadi di sekitarku.
Salah seorang temanku ingin loncat dari balkon karena tak menyangka bahwa hasil yang diperolehnya akan sebagus itu. Aku turut senang. Selamat ya :D.
Salah seorang yang lain, berjalan dengan ibunya dengan wajah bahagia, dan dengan penuh syukur ia menyebutkan rankingnya. Selamat :)
Namun, di sampingku berdiri seorang anak yang sedang menyembunyikan mukanya yang basah oleh air mata. Sepertinya temanku itu sedang menahan sesuatu yang panas, sakit, yang tidak enak, yang berasal dari dalam hatinya. Dunia seakan porak-poranda di dalam pikirannya, ia merasa tenggelam, terpuruk, sakit, hancur dalam dunia itu. Suara ringisan tangis itu semakin kuat. Sungguh tak kuat aku melihatmu teman. Saat itu, ingin rasanya kubawa kau ke suatu tempat di mana kau bisa melepaskan semua beban dan masalahmu itu, ingin rasanya kulakukan apapun agar kau bisa bisa keluar dari dunia itu. Namun, di kala itu aku hanya bisa menabahkanmu, memelukmu, dan menyuruhmu menangis lebih keras jika itu membuatmu lebih baik. Mari mulai hidup baru, mari perbaiki semuanya, kita masih punya waktu kok :D and with togetherness, yes we can. Kau hebat:D
Kemudian, datanglah seorang anak berjilbab yang baru saja berbincang dengan ibunya mengenai hasil yang diperolehnya. Dengan wajah kecewa ia menghampiriku. Lalu, menangis. Rankingnya memang di luar perkiraanya, serta perkiraan kami semua. Yang bikin lebih sakit hati lagi, rankingnya lebih rendah satu nomor dari nomor ranking yang dia kira paling minimal dia dapat. "Minumlah, mugkin akan membuatmu lebih baik", kata ku. Lalu menenangkannya. "Bersyukurlah. Ranking bukan segalanya dan kami tau ko bisa jauh lebih baik dari itu. Ko masih muda, jauh lebih muda daripada kami, tapi ko tau? Sebenarnya ko adalah saingan yang berat dan kami takuti. Mungkin ko butuh lebih giat lagi, dan lebih sadar bahwa segala sesuatu diatur Tuhan, Tuhan akan memberikan sesuatu yang setimpal pada kita, coba instropeksi.":)

Hmm, begitulah. Dan masih banyak kejadian lainnya.
Terima rapor kali ini banyak membuatku belajar, baik dari diri sendiri maupun dari orang lain.

Paragraf Kausalitas

That morning, we studied Bahasa Indonesia.
Our topic was "Paragraf Argumentasi" with the sub topic "Paragraf Kaukalitas(Hubungan Sebab Akibat)". Our teacher gave us an exercise to make one paragraph based on that topic. SO, each of us started thinking hard to get the craziest idea. There are so many possibilities to make. These are several things about us:
Finally I wrote paragraph about the effects of using motor vehicle. But, this is not sembarang paragraph, i wrote, just because using motor vehicle, this world can be threaten of EXTINCTION. Then this's Nurul's idea, Nurul said that people who are eating bananas can die. Iya, kalo pas lagi makan ketabrak truk (hahahahahahahahhaha..garing :P). Trus, there's something lawak about si FS. Kan yang disuruh only one paragraph, eh dia malah buat satu judul karangan yg berisi so many paragraphs (emang dasar tukang nulis ato kerajinan ato ga denger penjelasan ibuk ya?ehm.hhe). Lalu, Mamadi. Si genius ini made a paragraph about "The Effect Of Habisnya Bahan Dasi Polkadot". Kayaknya ini merupakan curahan hati seorang SMAN 8 student who's really dissapointed bcoz ga bisa make indahnya dasi polkadot yang menjadi kebanggaan SMAN 8 years to years. (Gini lo, 2 angkatan terakhir ini harus make dasi yang lebih mirip dasi SMP karena bahan polkadotnya habis, including us T_T). And so many ideas..
See ya..

Tentwo

Tentwo is name of class X.2 in SMAN 8 Pekanbaru 2009/2010. This is where everything came from.
I entered SMAN 8 Pekanbaru. There were matriculation, MOS, and so many introductions about this school. And this was what I’d been waited for, the ‘class division’. That Saturday morning, the last day of MOS and also the class division day, every student had to bring a vase of flower, for green program. Benitiya asked me to bring hers, so I walked with vases in my hands. She couldn’t come that morning cause still in Jakarta. Then we stood in rows with so many instructions. And, it was the time. Mr.Wawan announced the class division. That was very menegangkan. My name wasn’t mentioned in class X.1. My name appeared in the last ten of X.2, together with Nurul Nathira and Benitiya, (my friend from SMP, Matriculation, X.2, and now Acceleration). We were very glad to be in the same class again.

There were 38 students and our class teacher was honorable Mr. Rudi Sisyanto. We’d been a nice family. A nice friendship, a very kind class teacher, a unique classroom (we have a fitting room). The place with different talent living. A funny class. So many experiences, joys, and lessons that we got. We’d been together for about 3 months, until that announcement come. They said there would be an acceleration class. So all student who had intelligence quotient (IQ) higher then 120, had to attend a written test. Then who passed, would attend the other test until got the big twenty. And Alhamdulillah the result wasn’t bad, I was the first of all. And finally 4 of us had to go from Tentwo (Nurul, Beben, Putri, and I). Actually it was so hard to be apart from them, and so many suggestion, influence, and consideration that make me confused. But, I had chosen it. This is my life, and show must go on. So, we can’t in the same class anymore, but I hope our friendship will never end. I love you all. You always be my friends. And I want to say something to you guys, a good friend is a friend who’s glad to see their friend be better.

Axl 9

Acceleration IX is the ninth generation of acceleration big family in SMAN 8 Pekanbaru, Riau, Sumatera, Indonesia, South East Asia, Asia, and World. We were formed on October 5 2009. We live together with Acceleration VIII, who are going to leave us 6 months later T_T. Yeah, beside as a family, they also be our only neighbor. So we get to live harmony with much ‘love’ each other. Our classes are on the second floor of a white house which is located on the front row SMAN 8 Pekanbaru, and we call it Neigborhood Harmony Acceleration (Rukun Tetangga Aksel/RT Aksel). Now, this neighborhood is headed by a buttonhole who very familiar apalagi when Monday ceremony, Mr. Tavip, a chemistry teacher, merangkap wakil kepala sekolah bagian manajemen mutu, he makes chemistry become so simple in a short time. He is also the person who gives us holidaaaay. And the mother of our family is Mrs. Yulisda who never stops supporting us, one of BK teacher.
16 girls, 4 boys. 20 students with different oddities, here we are.
1. Anindita Puspita W (Mamadi)
2. Annisa Putri Z (Nenek)
3. Benitiya (Beben)
4. Dhita Natasya DH (Manja)
5. Fransiska (FS/Mbak Mun)
6. Irene Darmawan (Rene)
7. Lulu Fanty C (Loe-loe)
8. Nurul Fadhila (Kudo)
9. Nurul Nathira (Nurul)
10. Putri Arini O (Putri)
11. Rifda Marwa U (Rifda)
12. Rina Ovi (Thumberina)
13. Sari Yunita (Sari)
14. Selvy Harianti (Ippi) : Our chair woman
15. Siti Aminah FA (Bundo) : Me :D
16. Tri Suciati (Uci)
17. Gede Indra (Geged)
18. Liga Hendrono (Liga)
19. M. Risky (Iky)
20. Yohanes Ridora (Yoyo/Ones)

This is the best place I’ve ever had. I feel comfortable with them. We share joy and sorrow every day. This class is the real class where we have to be. We have the same purpose, same dream, same commitment, same behavior, same habit, but of course not same face. This is the place where we can develop our potency as optimal as possible, the place where we can absorb all the knowledge as many as possible without any resistor, where we struggle as possible as we can, where we can do the best competition. We do it all together.

2 years, that’s our time, short, but it’s the time to choose the way of our life…

Mm, I think that time is enough for me, cause I’ll pass it with you, my friends. We’ll be together struggling for dreams that we have. We’ll be together until that time comes, when our choices ask us to follow them. I hope God always with us in every energy that we use for this all and that energy can change into the new one after we all be accepted in the University that we dream of. Amiiin..

TURN THE SPIRIT ON, TEMUND!!
KEEP ON STRUGGLING, TEMUND!!
TOGETHER, YES WE CAN!

Our neighbor:
Getting closer, closer, and closer after MOS on October 2009, on our first 5 days studied in this class. They announced about MOS just 2 days before the activity. A bit surprising. We never thought would have the second MOS in this school. With some equipments to bring. They said 2 days was a long time for us to prepare it, and the equipments weren’t so hard to find. They decided us into some groups, and my group were Geged, Kudo, Nenek.
That was the most interesting MOS that I’d ever had, although at the first we surprised with them who looked fierce. But, that was just to build our mental. In fact, they are so kind and funny and also ‘crazy’.
I want to thanks for everyone who has made this class and chose us as the inhabitant.