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be Pengajar Muda, be a Multirole Worker

Rika Amelia 31 Januari 2014

 

Lately, I just realised that being a Pengajar Muda brings me to a conclussion that I have became a person with multi Roles. Those roles are happenly my dreams, anyway. For your consideration guys, being Pengajar Muda is much nicer than you've thought.

 

Let me start it by telling you this...

I used to be a girl who like to dream a lot and too often (i guess i'm still). In the same time, i could have imagined about so many things in so many ways. Imagination seems to be an endless world for me. I could imagine about anything, anytime and almost everywhere.

 

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Once, I dreamed to be a writer because i thought it seemed quite cool being such kind of a genious and wise-looking figure. Being a writer, i guessed, could bring you to many interesting place by mentally or physically staying on that place. All you need to do is just sitting, imagining and typing or visiting, sitting and typing (if you wish to be a traveler writer). The world would on coth of your palm, i thought. another thing that I like for being a writer is their appearance. Nice-looking apperance with bold-framed glasses on your face nevel fail to amaze me. I wished i could have been like that kind of person. I don't really like wearing a glasses (tough i have both minus eyes), but I wouldnt bother to wear it if somehow I write something. It's quite cool looking at a person in glass types something on his or her notebook. In short, I always adore a writer. If I had to choose my soulmate, I'd put "a writer" as my main consideration someday then.

 

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Thanks God, you gave me blessful hands who can freely draw the wild imagination on my head. I always thank god for that little but meaningful gift in my life. Being a painter have been my dream even since a second after I draw my first picture entitled "Siti Nurbaya" when I was four years old. That scrambled scatch is not good looking, but my father praiseh his little daughter at that time by saying "Nice picture kid, surely one day, you can be a painter." He says. Yup. He is the one who always support me with my ability. Giving coloring pens, crayon, drawing book, 36 colors oil paste and every single things little kids adore to draw used to my father's habit. He also the one who was on my side during so many competitions I followed, near or far from home, "Never mind." He says. Being given such kind of support, I always dream to be a painter and won many competitions for him. I never really stop painting. For me, being a painter is also cool. I like the way they think, simple, unique and somehow ellegant. I also like looking at those free-minded painters on my campus who dress just the way they are, with their layered clothes and bundle of bracelets on their hands (the most thing i like). I like to wear these bracelets too. I like looking at those bracelets hanging on the painter hands while the holds the pallete and brush their canvas. Adorable!

 

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Lately, I accidentally fell in love capturing some nice things on the nature. It could be anything on this nature, people, objects, landscape, sky, anything. I capture them and put them on my camera. I loved this camera so much coz it has some meaningful stories behind it. It's okay for me travelling by my own without having anyone walking beside me as long as I hold Eossie, even I named it. If you go with me, I thought you would be full of boredom waiting for me with the entire of my autism capturing things. As I used to be, I always like to be someone with nice appearance. I personally think that being a Photographer looks cool. I always get a cool nuance once I saw a professional photographer while he is in action holding their camera, adjusting the lights, and checking the capture. Gosh, they are amazing for me. I also like the way they make their apperance so casual and cool. Wearing t-shirt with ham on it seems pretty cool for me. I always dress that way, anyway.

 

 

Now, I am a teacher, named it Pengajar Muda. I teach in a remote area for a year, meet hundreds pair of innocent and spiritful eyes, see their smile everyday, feel the villagers' warm love, and find unexpectedly interesting things every single day of my duty here.

I'm not just a teacher. I am a writer who happenly document every interesting stories made by the students. I am a painter who like to make a story book for them to read. I am also a photographer who would never missed any great shot in my paradise, Paradowane, West Nusa Tenggara Barat.

Anyway, it's a selfish post about my dream and what i am doing right now.

Hopefully it could inspire some of you who are still thinking about giving a year of your life being a teacher in a remote area. Guys, you've got to believe this. It's not all about being a teacher. It's far beyond it. :)


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