Kamis, 07 Maret 2013
My Own Childhood
Last night I dreamed, I went
back to my past. The past when I was four years old. At that time I was begging
my mother to put me in the kindergarten school. But at that time I still didn't
have age enough to join in the kindergarten school. I was crying, whining and
feeling angry to my mother because she didn't give any permission for that.
Actually, I want to same with my friends, go to the school every morning and
use a colorful uniforms and also met many new friends. But Why that was not
enough ?
Then my father asked me to sit
next to him. He asked me , " Are you really want to go to school?".
"Yes, I want it" I said. " But you have to wait a few month
later and in order that you can go to school, I would become your teacher,
OK" . At the time I didn't understand, but my father gave me a book and a
pencil. Every day he explained me about alphabets and numbers. And then he told
me how to read and how to count until I could do it by my self. I was feeling satisfied when I realized I can read
and counted before I entered in the kindergarten school.
And then I wake up...I tried to
remember...
I didn't think that in one week
I always had spent some books just to write and count. My old brother or my
mother always I asked to give me some math problem or some sentence who I can
write back.
But since I was entered
kindergarten school, my father was not sit next to me to learn together again.
That was because my dad came home twice a week from his work. But I'm very
grateful to my father. Because since my father introduced me to learn, until
now I really like things that have the elements of reading and counting. Thank
you dad, This is an amazing own childhood story who never I forget it
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