Homework

Since last January, almost everyday Raka went home with a homework from his school.i remember his first homework, draw a short-straight-line with 5x5 matriks (5 columns and 5 rows).and he showed me his already-done homework and said :

R : Ma, PR nya udah aku kerjain, kata ibu guru harus ditanda tangan
Q : o ya? mana? (i put my signature on the homework page)
R : ya mama.... kok di coret coret (a bit angry face) kan ditanda tangan ma
Q : lho ya itu tanda tangan mama...
R : tanda tangan ma, bukan ini

then it took me about almost 10 minutes to explain that it is what we called signature, and he stopped 'ngeyel' after our maid verified that it is my sign (tragic..)
maybe, he described tanda tangan as a hand mark :D

o ya, about the homework, raka did his homework by himself everyday and i (or my husband) just need to put a sign there when we got home from work.and the day after tomorrow, the teacher will mark the homework with star signs.the more the star means the highest 'pontenan'.at average Raka have two stars for his homework.

i once asked him how many stars that his friends usually get for their homework. and he explained it range between 1-4 stars, but there are some student who get a-bold-head (they didnt finished the homework).
according to my chitchat with 'ibu2 TK' especially the one who get 4 stars for almost of his homework, his mother assisted him in doing the homework 'supaya rapih', she said. she usually erased and pointed where to draw the shape. "klo ga gitu ga bisa dapet bintang 4"

one or two star doesnt matter for me.it's about an appreciation for raka for his initiative finished his homework without being told.sebenernya pr nya sudah dikerjakan dengan benar, cuma saja kurang rapih dan line-up nya berantakan.terus??? kenapa mesti mendikte sesuatu yg sudah dikerjakan dengan benar?

Love is Hard

i have one activity which i called my own time that i've been doing for last couple of months . it's a time when i choose to take a walk on my way home instead of jump up into angkot. and just realized yesterday how much i love it. it's about 10 minutes walk from St. tebet to home with my earphones on that playing 'my tunes'. it might the only time when i get a chance to drown into those tunes i love and let my mind flies to anywhere it wants at the same time. sometimes i really get drown into the tunes that's playing (and put me to an-almost-hit by-car sometimes :p). i should tell you i really really enjoy that moment...

and yesterday i drown into this tunes

Love is Hard (James Morrison)

I see lovers in the streets walking
without a care
they wear it out loud
like there's something in the air
well i don't care

They're treading lightly
Nothey, don't sink in
There's no tracks to follow
they don't care where they going

and if they're lucky
they'll get to see
and if they're really really lucky
they'll get to feel

and it kicks so hard
it breaks your bones
Cuts so deep
It hits your soul
Tears your skin and
Makes your blood flow
it's better that you know
That Love is Hard

Love takes hostages
give them pain
and the power to hurt you
again and again
but they dont care

I Was There But I'm Not

Have you been in that kind of situation??
I did.. couple of times...

I was there, I saw them.. but i just didnt get into them
why??

i should ask my self first, and i did, i think i know the answer

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