First Day of School

Today was the first day of school. We started a new year, new classroom and just like the students, I got nervous too. My unprepared classroom made it even worse. But this morning insisted to send me to school today and walk me to my classroom. He said it's bcos I was a First Grader too! Too cute... When he saw my messy classroom, he helped me prepare the room and arranged the desks (it wasn't that messy anyway). He even went to get my stuff I forgot at home. He left for work afterwards. And that's how he made my First Day of School. When God made me, Abang Beib, He knew all possible ways I could've ruined this day, and apparently, He also knew how to fix it: He sent you.

8 more months..

9 more months...

The title is a bit ambiguous, but so happy we're closer to the date...

10 more months

Ten more months....and yeah, Megan, I'm getting married:-)

The Dialogue

Two ways conversation

Tuesday Blues..

If the rest of the world had Monday Blues yesterday, I have Tuesday blues. I was okay, spiritful on Monday. But today I had to drag myself out of bed, get ready and face the world on this sunny Tuesday morning. Hope for the best for today.

That's my most uuhhmmm.....active student peeking on other classroom while the rest of the class is doing their work. (I had to let him out earlier to release all his energies, maybe you can't really see him on that small picture:D)

Monday

Today we celebrate commemoration of when Gospel entered Papua, a special holiday for this island. We had a worship service and keeping the younger student to behave is almost impossible. Not all of them, just some very active ones. And I'm just glad it's over and we can go eat our lunch soon. Happy Monday!

11 Months to go..

Beib, we have exactly 11 months to our big day:)...

Luv u!

New Year Day

We didn't get enough sleep from New Year's Eve thanks to thundering firecrackers and fireworks made the neighborhood sounded like Gaza strip on TV (I've never heard how the REAL Gaza strip sounds like). We woke up at noon and Marylin cook our New Year meal, Ayam Rica and Kangkung Cah. She even bought soft drinks to made it like a real New Year. A real New Year is when we all gather together as family and friends and family will come visit and be merry. Anyway, Happy New Year:-)

Church Potluck

This is not a picture of a church potluck, but the food is as good. This is a picture from church's cooking competition and I'm grateful we have a lot of good cooks: church potlucks always have good food:-)

Lunch

Still waiting for our lunch, so I'm catching up with my blog post.




Bayu and Lerie visited Bandung on December and we had so much fun. We should do that more often.

New Hobby

My sister in law Lerie, started her blogyear this year, which inspired me to start my blogyear too. There are not places to go here (going into the junggle in forbidden for a small girl like me), so I need a new hobby and I think blogging will be my not-so-new hobby.

We just finished our teacher training week-a week before school starts- today, with injured feet and bruised knees. Yeys.

And that's my first blog post this year.

school

school

Surapajoy

We're learning shapes in class and enjoying using geoboard in class. The first time we used it, the student taught each other how to use it. They were very happy when they form a shape on the geoboard.
" I can make surapajoy (soo-ru-pu-joy)," said one student when he succesfully made a trapezoid on the geoboard. I didn't know what he was saying, maybe it was just him trying to say trapezoid in his own word. I wrote the word down because I thought it was really cute.

A few weeks later I asked the same group of kids to make shapes on geoboard. I asked them to form trapezoid on the geoboard. That baby-talk student asked me, "What is that?" So I repeated, cos I thought he wasn' t listening.

"Trapezoid," said I.

" Is that this one?" he pointed to a square.

"Nope."

"This one?" now pointing to a hexagon.

"That's a hexagon. Make for me a trapezoid."

"I can't. I don't know what that is."

Frustrated, I tried," Surapajoy."

"Oh," he said, and made a neat trapezoid.

A Fish Story

There was a small young fish living in a lake. One day, as that small fish played near the surface of the water, it listened to a fisherman and his son talked while they're waiting for some fish to get caught on their bait. That day, they were talking about how water is very important to all living things. The little fish was really fascinated and went to look for this amazing called water.

It went to ask a bigger older fish.
''I've never seen that thing you're talking about. The larger fish might know,''said the bigger older fish. So little fish went and asked the larger fish.

''Water? Never heard of. Go ask the mudskipper, he might know,'' said larger fish. So the little fish went and asked the mudskipper.

Mudskipper lived on the surface where none of the fishes ever visit. Sometimes he's out there, sometimes he's under the light. ''Where can I find water, oh wise mudskipper?''asked little fish.
''You don't know what water is,'' said mudskipper.
''I heard about it from the humans. It sound really amazing. Show me where can I find water?''
''Do you really want to know?''
''Yes!''
''Go jump to the other side and you will know.''
So off little fish went, to the other side. The other side was dry and muddy. There's nothing else. Little fish couldn't swim or moved anywhere. It was very uncomfortable. Little fish couldn't breathe. So little fish jumped back in. ''I couldn't find water out there! I almost died and I still couldn't find water. You lied. There was nothing like those humans said out there,'' said little fish.
''I didn't lie. What did you feel when you jumped in?'' said mudskipper wisely.
Little fish thinked for awhile and said,''I felt refreshed, I got my life back. I've never felt like that before.''
''That thing so refreshing which made you feel you got your life back is water, where you're living in.''

Most of the time, I felt like this little fish: keep finding things that already served on my presence. We thought we should find happiness and we become very unhappy not finding it. Happiness is already here <3.

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How We Write It

Written Bahasa Indonesia is pretty much just how we sound it. Vowels are written just the way they sound. Much like Malay, the root of Bahasa Indonesia. It's much easier for children to write Indonesian words because they can write it just the way they sound. Like the word "minum"(mee-noom:drink), or "makan"(mu-kun:eat). To teach Indonesian students to write, we teacher just sound the word slowly and they already know how to write it.
When I said my name, they wrote "Ms. Sonya"

So when our expat adviser mentioned his name, "Mr. Craig",

they wrote, "Ms. Tekrek".

Okay...

I'm praying so I'll survive this week.

Few months ago I was an apprentice, now I'm mentoring an Intern? Gosh. I'm doubting myself.

Semangat, Girl! YOU can do it!!

In a Year

So my mom is now home marking a year since she left me in charge of the house and other properties. I know I did not do well in keeping the house clean and tidy-I'm too busy with myself-and I could catch a hint of disappointment in her voice. Nevertheless, since she arrived home, we spent a lot of time catching up with each other even though we always talking on the phone every now and then when she's away. In our conversation she made me realize how God had been so good to us since the past year. I got a permanent job, a BF, add ceiling to the house (before my mom left, the house was ceiling-less. Imagine :D), and many other thing that I took for granted. There are so many things to add to the list so I want to thank God for all the grace He has shown, all the love, mercy and blessing. And I still couldn't thank Him enough.

Cassette vs DVD

We we're reading Judi and Ron Barrett's "Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs" when one of the students said the she had the movie with same name. There is a movie made based on the book (film adaption) in 2009. I asked her if she could bring the movie, and she said she would bring the cassette.

The cassette? To make sure what kind of cassette she would bring so we could prepare the right player. So I asked her if the cassette is a large kind (means it's a VHS cassette) or a smaller one (means we need a Beta player). Then she said,

"Huh? It's small and circular and thin like a plate."

Okay, so NOW they call a disc, cassette.

Connected

At last there's Wi-Fi connection at my workplace. It means I can post a blogpost almost everytime I'm inspired. Yays! I don't have anything to write about now, but I will have the connection to put something online easily.

Until next time.