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Little Things comes up in my life

Layla Kurniasari Putri

A discord is maybe a sorrow in the beginning, but it could be a joyness in the end. That was a sentence of my best friend before I went to this school. It was an unbelievable experience that I had. Here I can meet many friends come from around of South Sumatera and some other regions.

First step I laid is the mixture of many feelings in my heart. Sadness, is because, I have to be far away from my family, friends, teachers, junior High school, and my hometown. And joyness, is because I would be meet new atmosphere. It was like a fireworks in new year eve mix with drunk a young mangoe juice that made me stomachace and eventually it blew to be one with fireworks in my heart.

I remember one of the impressioned thing in the first time came, was a very bright smile from some seniors and they offered helps to me. And they talked each other –also with me- in English. I understood what they meant, but it was too nervous to answer their question in a short time. Although I could answer them, but it was like a baby began to speak. (--")

Red and cream building welcome us so well. “ Okay, this is A building, dek,, it’s your new building. And your new room is 208. Pray soon over there, and directly follow me again! “ said Kak Panji to me. “ Oke, kak, thank you.” I ran as fast as I could. Because I brought a big trunk, and my new room was in second stair.

I was screaming from upstair’s window to ask where’s “kiblat” to Kak Panji. It was really strange place for me. And I began to smell a strange smell.

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Sometimes, when I feel give up, I try to remember my effort to be here. How difficult it was. It began from my senior advented, SA Bogor student. He was Kak Eli. He came with grey-dark blue uniform. He was looked like an army. He was dashing with his uniform. “ Just try it dek! It will give you more benefit. Because we open wider chance going to overseas. Trust me! In Conclusion, you’ll get good-ablaze future.” It made me very sure to register my name soon.

I sent everythings required to Sampoerna Academy Bogor. Alhamdulillah, several weeks latter, I passed the stage 1 selcetion. I went to Bogor to do the next stage, written test, discussing test, and interview test.

Written test, Oke, most of us said it was too difficult. Discussion forum, it was like solving a matter trough sharing session with 3 other candidates. And well, this last was the most difficult one for me at that time. Actually, it should be easier than written test. But, I couldn’t doit well. Interwiew test.

She looked like native speaker, beautiful and her English was so good. She came from Putera Sampoerna Foundation. And the other examiner, he was a techer in SA Bogor. But I forgot what subject he taught there. I waited for them to prepare something by stood up beside of the chair. Several seconds latter, she began by pleasing me to sit down. She asked me name and something about my self. I started to speak. “ My name is Layla Kurniasari Putri, And you can call me Ella. I was born on 24^th of August 1997 in a small town, Purworejo, Central Java. I have one elder brother, and one younger sister. My parent are Government’s worker. My father works in subdistrict Office, and my mother is a Javanese teacher in Junior High school 4 Purworejo. I come from Junior High School 2 Purworejo. Uhmm..” I got stuck there. Oh my Godness, I didn’t know what should I spoke then.

She was seems knew my condition. She tried to continue the question. I forgot what was the next question she asked me. I just remeber about what was my reasons registered in SA Bogor, and what would be am I in 10 years latter. I answered them stammerly. Eventhough I could, but it was too stammer to speak up in English. I felt my tongue became dumb immediately by seeing their eyes. Everythings got dark. It was over of my practice. I out of speak tract. And I knew,they tried to straighten my spoke. And I didn’t want to looked like very stupid in front of them. I effort as I could. I tried to focus in my topic. I tried to see another part of their face beside their EYES.

In injury time, they asked me about my dream. It regarded my parent. I want to cry at that time. Unawarely, I spoke in Indonesian to answer it. But they noticed me to keep English. Oke, I almost got crazy to keep it. But I would do everything in right way to get in SA Bogor. Finnaly, they allowed me to speak in Indonesian in last sentence I spoke.

I was disappointed with my interview. Because of my other friends said they might spoke in Indonesian during their interview, “ it was like gossiping” Gita said well. Oh No! Am I not lucky today?’ I asked to my self.

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I almost forgot about the result because of focused in UN. Alhamdulillah, my UN’s result statisfied me enough. And I did 100% pure by my self. I just finished to join student admission in Senior High School 1 Purworejo. While I took a rest, My mother took the ringing phone. It was my father. He said someone would call me. I just waited. 10 minutes latter, the phone rang. I answered the phone by my self. “ Hello, good afternoon. Can I speak with Layla Kurniasari Putri?” he asked. “ It’s me, sir. Sorry, whit whom I speak?” I asked back. “ I’m Erwin Marpaung from Putera Sampoerna Foundation. I just want to tell you if you passed the student admission. Congratulations.” I couldn’t believe it. It was surprised me. “Really?”

“Yes you are. But..”

“ What?”

“ We moved you in Sampoerna Academy Palembang. Is it Ok?”

“ Palembang? South Sumatera?”

“ Yeah. I know it’s difficult to answer directly. I give you ten minutes to think.”

I discussed it with my mother. “ How is it, mom? Should I accept this? Or just reject it?” “ It’s up to you, darling! I will support whatever you choose. It’s all from you.” I quieted. I had to think in 10 minutes. Suddenly, something say in wishper to my ears, ‘It’s all about chance, Ella. It’s only come once.’ “ Oke, Sir, I accept this. “ I answered distinctly.

I had choosen to study in Palembang and left Senior High School 1 Purworejo. Even I had been accepted by SMANSA –the best senior high school in Purworejo- But I would like to get different things in My life. I wanted to improve my -very bad English. And I would to get wider opportunity go to overseas.

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Going to Palembang

It was 8^th of July 2012. I woke up late. It should be 4 o’clock at least. But I didn’t. I woke up at 5. It made my father got a little bit angry. I took a bath directly.

It was at 5.30. Everyone was in rush this morning. Even me, I didn’t know what should I did. I got panic instead. My brother and my father brouhght my trunk. My sister prepared her self. My mother cooked special food for our breakfast. And I moved out to help my mother in the kitchen. I was tasting my mother’s cooked while I washed the cooking tools. It would be the last time before I went to Palembang.

Actually, my checked in was 9 o’clock. But, we were afraid we would be late. One thing I remember till know during my trip was, I saw a beautiful sunrises from car’s window. There looked blue in orange of sunrise. I miss this moment so muchJ

I catched my gradmother’s hand. She was crying when I asked her permission. Then, My Grandfather’s brother, he gaves me many advice. Then my brother. He gaves me advices and carred my head. My sister, she only smile and shaked my hand and said good bye. My father, he didn’t talk too much. Cause I knew his tears almost fell down. Last person, made me didn’t believe it, was My Mother. She didn’t cry at all. She secreted every words smoothly. With carred my head, and huged me, she tried to show me she didn’t cry. But I could feel it, I could sense it, she was tremble.

After discording time, I showed my ticket to doorman. Then registered my name before going to waiting room. Untill boarding time came, we were queuing to go up stairs. Inside, I met many friendly female and male attendants smile on me.

As my first experience to use plane as my transportation, it was an incredible ever. I always looked out the window. It’s still in airport. I just waited the time of took off. Travelin was begin. It’s too fast so I pulled back on my chair. By seat belt, we would safe there.

On the air, I looked out the window. There were so many white cotton, but we could pierced them. It’s wonderful seen. I couldn’t sleep.

#It’s not only because I enjoyed the scenery, but also I got airsick.:( abashed.

In SA Palembang

I wait this moment, to tell you about my life here (in Sampoerna Academy Palembang). As I’ve told you before, in the begining of living here, I felt unconfortable. I didn’t have other mind except about going back to home and my family there. My activity was crying when I had taken a bath. So that my eyes wouldn’t be seen puffy.

Oh, it’s too abashfull to continue. And it has passed. Now, I feel different. I feel like a very lucky girl. I can live here for free, have many chance to join any competitions with complete facilities, many chance to go abroad, to speak directly with native that even sometimes ( no,no, no, often-for now- but I hope only now, and not for tomorrow) I couldn’t understand what are they talking about. Thay speak too fluent, unclear, and so fast.. Uh.. but, You’ve to know this, it’s so chalenging me to learn a lot English.

Mainly, this school has changed my leadership, self-confidence, creativity, responsibility, and scooped out my potentials. By living in dormitory, everythings is challenge to solve.

Alhamdulillah.. Thank you very much My God!:)

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