This afternoon I was greeted with a stretch of dust that tortured the smell, the dust seemed to make me crowded with a distinctive aroma. Yes, now I have reached a remote island. Precisely in the south of Indonesia, and I dedicate myself to be a teacher in this place. Step by step I went through the greeting of children who were playing with a shabby cloth. They looked at me as if they had seen something they had not seen yet, and I was just dressed in my favorite blue jacket and a big rucksack and suitcase that I pulled.
"You finally came too?" The middle-aged woman surprised me as I passed her (a) her home. "You must be Rafly?" He said again, but his tone seemed to invite me to talk more deeply "yes, I'm Rafly? are you Mother Asih? "he just replied" yes, here you must be very tired "I finally climbed 5 steps that connect to the terrace. At that time I was very tired, and I am he is a teacher on this island, yes .. he is fighting for a simple independence here. The day started late at night, my smartphone battery will run out but there is no electricity here. I picked up an orange and filled my smartphon battery with the wire slab I had twisted there, and it worked.
Early morning, now my step into the school area. And I see it's not like school, the thin board used to start is fragile, the roofs seem to want to eat their prey and someday the building will collapse. I saw some of them playing ball. I do not feel like I'm starting to teach in a class like a hut.
good morning kids "I said as I put some files on the table. I introduced myself and started taking books from my locker. But I see the text there printed in the 80s-90s, meaning they have not touched KTSP and K13, the book is completely broken, many pages are missing and torn. "You study with this book? Then where is the book of its 2013 curriculum? "I said to make the atmosphere quiet, one of the boys raised his right hand" sorry sir, we only have the book. What is the curriculum sir? We do not know yet, and during our school here there is only one teacher also his book also uses the book that held father "I mused, then I stood in the middle" curriculum is a well-crafted material. And this curriculum is just like any other book just a slightly different system. "Then the boy said" I want to try the curriculum, why we never received a new book while in big cities have many who accept "I feel weak to hear the words, but I still explain the material curriculum so they can feel what the curriculum is. Day after night, now I have arrived at Mother Asih's house and I opened a small clinic there. At sunset there was a little boy knocking on the door.
"You must be Mr. Rafly, the new teacher from the city right?" The girl showed me a note in her hand "yes I am Rafly, and why are you writing on this piece of white paper?" He looked at my lips as if he read it, then the child wrote again "I am Qifa, sorry sir i am deaf and mute .. but i want to study with you, i want to be a doctor" not 3 days i am here, but my tears very smoothly when looking at things like this. "Let's go in, I have a brown pudding" he sat next to me, he wanted to reach his dream but the book was not there. He started venturing how much he wanted to be a doctor and a school. "My mom and dad never accompany me, there is only the grandmother who is always beside me. My parents are too busy until they do not accompany me "he talked about all his misery.
Day after day, I hate my friend. I want him to collect as many books as possible so I can share them with the children here. Several days into weeks. At this time every Saturday afternoon I go around with a book from my friend and ride a horse, sometimes I am touched to see as they read. 27 years of age I am now, and now there is an international olympiad held in Beijing. And I decided to choose Marcus to take the test in Jakarta, because he is very shrewd in the field of science. And I tried to contact the relevant agencies so that he was convinced me that Marcus could advance internationally. Every evening he came to my house while Qifa helped me to care for the ailing patient, I had briefed him how to prepare the medicine and check everyone, Qifa is really very smart in terms of health. "Qifa" I say "what's the pack of Rafly? Qifa wrong to give medicine? "The paper is plainly in front of me" you keep the clinic first, I want to teach Marcus "he just nodded his head and painted a smile.
Sir, I'm not sure I'll get through "he said (Marcus) quietly" this is your chance, you'll prove it if you can. We are here to meet with various problems "I said" but sir, I do not believe in yourself "bright" you are young, you are good at science. Opportunity will not come two times Marcus "just silent, now I start to explain some material for him. That day my condition deteriorated a bit "uhuk-uhuk uhuk" "pak Rafly why? Are you okay? "Marcus asked, perhaps my lungs flared again-in my heart" no, I'm good. Learn to get here first, tomorrow we connect ya "he obey me, and immediately go home as well as Qifa. Right now I'm in bed and thinking of something "I have to be sure that Marcus can, but these books seem to be lacking"
3 months after that, Marcus getting smarter. He made a new formula, armed with a book of contributions from my friends, Marcus is very excited for all this. But my condition worsened, but my spirit to "tell" everyone in this world, if children from remote areas are also very clever.
Mother Asih too, he helped me in many ways. And a few days ago, I and Ibu Asih made simple hydroponics in school. Even though I am sick, I will not give up.
Long story short, me and Marcus in Jakarta. At that time, my face could no longer be fresh and I was very weak. And I have to spend every day to contact Ms. Asih, so she can give news to Marcus's parents. 1 week passed, now the announcement of the test has been read out. And Marcus escaped the best test and score winner. The Olympics began in 2 months, I left Marcus in the dorm because I had to go back to teach in school.
Long story short, has now returned to teaching in school and all students ask Marcus, it makes me feel motivated to advance these children. With my current condition, I keep studying and giving material, going around to be a "book carrier", opening a clinic, and opening an extracurricular environment. I do not want to pay for all this, I do not want to be praised by many, but I want to improve this country.
3 days before Marcus left for Beijing, I was sick and helpless. Qifa who took care of me now as well as Mother Asih, my body is very hot even to stand me nausea even vomiting. But I still teach by correcting the tasks of the children, I do not want because I am sick, they can not understand the material.
"Hello? Mr. Rafly? "I picked up the phone from Marcus" hello, how are you? Are you ready? "I asked" I'm ready, I learned a lot here. I met some very good teachers like Mr. Rafly? "He said with a happy tone" uhuk uhuk ... may you succeed there, me and your other friends will support you "my voice limp at the time" father sick? "" No, remember my message Marcus. We can not make skyscrapers, but we can make achievements that exceed the height of the skyscraper "I continued to chat with him. Until then, we see Marcus returning with trophies and gold medals, and his sweet smile. At the same time see Qifa has helped his fellow who is sick even though he only read lip motion. Every day I only eat 3 tablespoons of rice and an orange, and share what I have.
When Marcus started school again, he felt sad. I do not teach at school, because I have left them because of illness. I breathed the last time I read a verse. When I prayed Tahajjud at Mother Asih's house. However, his victory made his friends smile and be motivated. Finally they are now clever children, and they often attend the provincial and national Olympic games. I managed to make them smart through Marcus and Qifa who are good at health.
"We can not make skyscrapers, but we can make achievements that exceed the height of the skyscraper"