Hello everyone! How’s life? Like
what you see right now, this time I want to write about ‘Three Weeks of Freedom’.
A little bit weird title, but there is an explanation why I picked this: the
word ‘Freedom’ here means freedom from that usually students would hate, like
learning at school, meeting test, and the plenty homeworks everyday (but in
fact, some of people are still enjoying this). But yeah, are we really ‘Free’?
You’ll find the answer on the end of this text:D
So than reading my boring
explanation, please read my story about my holiday. Please enjoy it.
Sorry for to discuss about this
first, but do you like playing games? Maybe many of you like to play games, it
can be computer games, online games, emulator games or games that requires an
emulator, RPG games, boardgames, maybe traditional games, etc. But if there are
lovers, there will be haters too. But this time I want to share about a great
game with a great storyline too that I played along my holiday, ‘The Crooked
Man’. A horror game about a man named David Hoover who just moved to a new
apartement. He moved there hoping he will forget his ‘crooked’ life: The one
who he wantto marry went away, his mother got an brain cancer, and his dream to
be a pilot can’t be true because he is colour blind. Started from the beginning
of the game, he was haunted from a creature that he named ‘crooked man’ because
of his crooked neck. The goal of the game is to find the reason why the crooked
man followed him. What happenedd? It will be a spoiler if I tell you the end,
so I recommend you to play this game:D But really, this game inspired me to do
the best in every situation even if our life is just ‘crooked’ hehe...
Now, I want to tell you about my
friends in my mentoring group. “What is that?”, I know some of you are asking
that question. Mentoring group is a group of some people that is lead by a
mentor where those people are gathering together to discuss things, usually
about our beloved religion Islam. But because it’s holiday, so my mentoring
group was been stopped for 3 weeks. In that blank time, we made a little party
in my friends house. We roasted some sausages and chicken, yummy. And after
that we made some resolution for 2015. We spent around 6 hours, from 9.00am
until 3.00pm. It was really fun to meet them, I hope next time we could do this
again.
Silvester night. When people
around the world are sitting together watching fireworks painting the night
sky, I and my family went to Garut in the morning. It was quite peaceful, maybe
because they aren’t sleeping overnight. There, we spent a night at Sumber Alam
Hotel. The hotsprings was our first aim, beside it’s for relaxing our mind,
taking a bath there could help me to make my backbones straight (I have a
scoliosis). The view and the food there was also nice. We went back the day
after that.
Four
days remaining, when the majority of students laid down on their beds and luxuriate
the last four days, PMR, one of the extraculiculars in SMAN 3 held a camping
that was hold in Ciwangun Indah Camp (CIC). We went there around 9 o’clock with
an angkot and arived there at noon. When we arived, we played a mini game, then
the boys went to the masjid (mosque) to do ‘jumatan’ while the girls are making
the tent and bifak, a little tent made from ‘ponco’s. We maked a little ditch
around our tent and the bifak, because we were scared it would rain that day. After
eating, we got a mission to find and cure three people in CIC that are hurt
with just one hint. After searching a while, we found all the victims. It was
really fun. At night, we ate together our selfmade food with the upperclassmans
and some alumnus. They shared some experiences about PMR. At night, (don’t
really now the exact time because we aren’t allowed to wear clocks) we slept. But
because the bifak wasn’t so warm (read: very cold) the boys couldn’t sleep. And
circa 3.00am at the morning, some alumnus woke us up and asked us some
questions about the reason joining PMR, our hopes, and what we gonna do for
PMR. It was really dramatical. Then, we got a PMR pin to symbolize that we are
recruited to PMR. We took some photos, eat (again), and went home after that. Even
when we are just 7 people, it was really exiting.
So,
like I did explain, were it really freedom for us? Freedom is relative but the
most important freedom is to be free from laziness and other stupid things. So,
fill your holiday with positive things and don’t make it to ‘Three regretful
weeks’ hehe.
Sorry if
there are some words that are not comfortable to hear, and thank you for
reading:D
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