Monday, October 1, 2007

My childhood

I got this homework assignment from Jeng Susie, to write about my childhood. Thanks dear! Okay, here we go:

I was born in Semarang. My childhood was happy and fun. My mother taught me how to be independent. I knew how to clean and took care of everything even though we had helpers. But there was one thing that my mother forgot to teach: cooking! And the weird thing is she was confused about why I couldn't cook. (She must not have realized ... hehehe). None of her daughters liked gardening. My mom likes gardening and has a beautiful garden. I didn't like caterpillars and worms, that was the reason (and still is). (See my old post: gardening).

When I was a little girl, I liked to sing and dance. My kindergarten teacher asked me to take a singing competition. I practiced, practiced and practiced. The song was "O Amelia." I had to sing two versions of that song. I had no problem singing the original version, but I had a difficult time memorizing the other version. The result ... yup, I forgot the lyrics of the other version when I was on the stage. I was sad and I felt bad with my teacher, Bu Yayuk. (I wonder how she is now). I smile every time I remember that moment. My "becak" driver, Pak Min, was very patient taking me to my school everyday. Every time I go back to Semarang, I see him driving around with his becak. Next time I see him, I will say hi and talk a little bit to him.

I was a little tomboy. My father always asked me, instead of my two other sisters, to help him to do stuff like climb the gutter to clean leaves, etc. (Bapak, I miss you so much! May Allah help you to rest in peace, amen!) There was a "jambu air" tree in my parents front yard. Almost everyday I climbed that tree. I loved to hang out in it. I sat down on one of the tree branches and I read a magazine, listened some trendy songs from the radio, ate jambus, and watched my kittens climb around in the tree. I thought: "Aaahhh ... life is so good!" In class, I was not a smart kid. My math was always bad, oops :) But at least I was good at Javanese dancing and playing the "gamelan". hehehe ...

Junior High:
I loooove to dance. My group of dancers and I competed in many dancing competitions. Sometime, we just dance on a stage for a special event. Thanks to my mom who insisted to my father that I should be allowed to dance. Matur nuwun, Ibu! I wasn't satisfied with just dance competitions. I liked to go to discos! There was a disco near my house which was open in the afternoon from 2-5 pm, perfect! This was what I did: I came, chitchatted a little bit with my friends and after that danced for 2 1/2 hours nonstop. Woohoo ... awesome! I looooooove it! But then they changed the time to night time: 11 pm - 2 am. Rats! I didn't have a choice, I snuck out and jumped over my house fence and went to the disco. Naughty, naughty, naughty! Hey, what can I say? I love to dance! (I hope my kids won't ever see this post ... hahaha).

High School:
I still remember, my mom reminded me to study hard. I listened to her. My grades were great. And what else? Hmm ... I was a heartbreaker! Sorry boys! Would you believe me if I told you that I never had boyfriends? My husband was my first and last one! I know ... he is a very lucky man! Hahaha.....
My parents were very strict. I don't blame them. They had 3 daughters! I don't know about you, but I agree with my mother that having casual boyfriends in high school is just wasting time! Yup, I was a weirdo! I thought, not having boyfriends was not the end of the world. :)

That is it, the story about my childhood. I was just an ordinary girl ;) hahaha ...

The next people to do the homework will be:
1. Anneke
2. Vina
3. Dyah
4. Sili
Thanks girls!

NB: karena keluarga suami sering baca blogku, aku sekarang banyak nulis pake inggris. itung2 belajar grammar sekalian, hehehe. semoga teman2 mengerti. ;)