Artikel Direct dan Indirect Speech

Lovely Friendship

When the soles of my shoes, shoe last, broken in the middle of last year's dry, I could meratapinya. But, when the rainy season like this coming, I knew immediately that such luxuries sometimes do not have to. In the market district, cheapest shoes alone cost 20 thousand!
Shod go back teaching in the rainy season like this only make-make unnecessary hassles. Such futility. Even torture yourself. Of course the story be different if there was a bicycle. Full trap mud embankment that could avoid with a little play down the village street.
But, since I know that a battered old bicycle only cost fifty thousand silver, I stopped thinking about it. Fortunately, the school principal did not require time teachers, teachers aids, like shoes. I too can take my sandals lilies met 47 sixth-grade students assembled in the classroom at the left end of it. Every day. They really piled up in the emergency room that narrow class.
But to me, the classroom door that is slit to happiness. Entered it made me meet a spy who thirst and hope but also haggard hit by poverty. I'm always happy whenever it disappeared shortly swallowed kekuyuan joy finding new things from the class lessons. From day to day.
From 7:15 am until dzuhur o'clock passed and Asar almost pick. Always happy to see the rising sense of the spy was a bit shiny every time I said, "Our country Indonesia, tomorrow will be better citizens if we can maintain our conscience. Sukamanah Likewise, our village. "Sometimes the children merepotkanku with their questions. They pushed for complacency not just graduating from elementary school to junior high school and continued in the city district. Hardi, one of the smartest asked, quoting the words of his father. "Why go to school and leave our farms? Is not high school will only make us hate rice but also did not provide other work, then we make can only go alone troublesome parents as children's village chief?"
So I will answer it. "School is not to find a job, let alone hate rice. We can high school while still loving our home, our fields. Schooling was to make us not so people who do not understand the beauty despite having eyes, do not listen to the good despite having ears, do not defend the truth even has a heart, never moved and was excited."
"Mr. Sobarudin, can go to my office for a minute?" Sound Pak Dudung, principals, abruptly fired from the back of my ear "There is an important invitation from the regency," he said again, before he took out a word."Oh yes ..." I followed him. "This is an invitation to Mr. Sobar. All part time teachers collected a district meet Regents next week. "I immediately opened it. Some words immediately move from paper into my head. Sunday. 15 November. Noon. District Hall. Regent. Realization of Self Improvement Guru Wiyata Bakti. But to me, the classroom door that is slit to happiness .

This Sunday is the same as other Sundays. He felt different just because of this the first Sunday in the rainy season. Kampung we become more busy. Almost all the houses brought the entire contents into the fields, began the ceremony of life that the same thing. Plant. Mengutang fertilizers to the cooperative village. Dreaming of fields harvested when just beginning to work on. Counting the losses that would come because of the cost bersawah always higher than the selling price of rice. Leaving the crop to survive during the dry style measure that has not yet been peer-re about to settle. This afternoon I had to go to district, walking three miles to the southwest. Since early morning, when the sun was still wrapped in fog, must have been a lot of people surrounded the district office, to see the face that he said Mr. Regent young and diligent share that smile. "Kang. Do not forget to stop by the house Bi Mumun. "Anah reminded when half my body've swallowed the door, about to leave.
"Yes. "On his return from the sub I really should stop by the Tempe plant was owned by my uncle's late wife. Met soya bean skin. The envelope was available, Mr. Kakandep certainly will immediately take care of graduation. Anah usual mix it with flour, garlic, salt and some pepper, then created a snack food and sometimes primary side dishes. And we love it. Moreover, if available also our favorite mortar. Cobek lie. His appearance was like a mortar, but they are not really well. He is just gravy only, without jengkol or catfish, or whatever. There is but a long red chillies hanging-juntai invite bites. People in our village were called mortar lie. Such menu is a great luxury in our house, especially in times of emergency. But our life is always an emergency. After the SPG, five years ago, there was no work for me. I should be a primary school teacher. But that's. Every year, it was always hampered necessity teacher acceptance test. I never graduated. Not the difficulty of actual exam questions to be my problem, but always wish I was able to provide the envelope, the contents must be in excess of one million dollars, to the Head Office of the Department. If only the envelope is available, Mr. Kakandep certainly will immediately take care of graduation. But, where do I get money? I never saw it.
Fortunately, my energy is still in use in the village. Helping Bi Mumun in tempe factory. Helping harvest Kang Soleh and other close neighbors. Helping butchering cattle ahead of the Feast of Sacrifice. Help shave grass grave near the village every month of fasting. Taking water from old wells that never dry behind the hill to the hamlet head, every time the drought worsen. Paint and repair the fence mosque before Lebaran. Strength is not always rewarded with money. Sometimes rewarded the fit-cropping, rice, or food. But it all seemed very helpful. The only source of income is salary as a teacher tetapku Wiyata devotion aka part time teachers or teacher's aid. The amount of 75 thousand per month. The money was far from enough and always run out to pay off debts shopping our kitchen to stall Ceu Nenden fork in the road in the village.
Fortunately, jodohku is Anah who never demanded. Since I married four years ago, not even complain about our situation Anah. In the midst of affliction that continues to stalk us, Anah always served me well. Day and night. Anah was the one who actually taught me to always be grateful for whatever we get. Teaching remains grateful to this day even though we do not also obtain a baby. We never charge the Lord with all kinds of demands. Just enough is we know that God never sleeps. Meeting in the auditorium district today is actually not the first. Two years ago, all part time teachers has also been collected. In the same hall. Only, this time not as fortunate as we are now. First, that which came not but Kakandep Regents of the district.
After the meeting, feeling syukurku bertambahtambah. A number of part time teachers seem to have been more fortunate than me. They can increase revenue by attracting motorcycle taxi in the market district. There is also an open shop or newsstand, religious comics and tekateki cross. But far more who fared worse. Mr. Kosin from villages in the north end is only paid 25 thousand per month. Eti's mother, a teacher in my village neighbors, had no salary at all. He could only wait for the harvest gifts from parents in his class. In fact, crop pests often disturbed. Pak Komarudin, who was only three villages with a separate, paid 25 thousand plus BP3 rupiah from 1,500 students in her class. Pupils there are only 12 people. Poor all. They are more often delinquent than pay it off. At the meeting two years ago she also knew that intelligence Pak Asep Saepudin speech reminded me of Isaac Kiai, mosque preachers district. He was a teacher in the city district. Founder and leader of the Non-Governmental Organizations Child Care Nations (LSMPAB) that he tried to deal with the fate of the teachers aids like us. From Pak Asep also, I know how governments are deficient and in need of our elementary school teachers. Our Province alone, he said, lack of 33 768 primary school teachers. A total of 17,877 of whom are classroom teachers. So, again according to Mr. Asep, if the teachers' honorarium stops throughout West Java, the class will be nearly 18 thousand displaced.