Well, ini salah satu karanganku ketika kelas Guided Writing sih.. Aku bangga, waktu itu udah bisa nulis karangan ini dengan hati yang jujur. Sudah enggak nangis lagi kalo diajak ngomongin tentang masa lalu. Aku juga udah mulai enjoy dengan menerima semua keadaan yang uda Tuhan berikan padaku. Karena ketika kita sedang bersepeda menaiki jalanan menanjak, rasanya capek banget, tapi yakinlah bahwa kita sedang berproses menuju ke puncak! :)
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Life is Like Riding a Bicycle
Last year was the most difficult year for me. I spent a
lot of tears and had to bury my dreams that year. It’s like what people always
say that there must be sadness behind happiness. I got both of them in 2011, a
happiness which I would bring for the rest of my life and a sadness which made
me frustrated for several months. However, I could accept all of my bad luck, rearrange
my life, and start to reach my beautiful future now.
It happened last year in senior high school, but I
couldn’t understand almost all lessons for National Examination. Actually, I
was not a stupid person who was hard to receive the lessons given by my
teachers. I couldn’t understand what my teachers explained to me because I
prefered chatting with my friends. One lesson that I couldn’t stand was
physics. It made me crazy because all of their formulas. I thought, I wasn’t
ready to face National Examination that year.
Then, I knew what I wanted to be in the future when I was
in my last year of senior high school. I wanted to become a doctor. Actually, I
found that aspiration in a strange way. It began with me who didn’t know what
major I would take after my graduation. Then, I met someone who told me that I
would be a successful person if I became a doctor. For the first time, I
thought I didn’t want to be a doctor. How come a person like me who didn’t bear
to dissect a frog become a doctor? However, I decided that I wanted to be a
doctor. It was just because I wanted to be a successful person.
Finally, the National Examination came. On the second day
of National Examination, I got a fever. It was difficult to do the test whereas
your body had high temperature. When I tried to think the answer, my
temperature also got higher. Then, I would take a nap for a while to reduce my
temperature. During the exam, my friends always prayed and hoped they could do
the exam, so did I. However, my prayer to God was different from others. If
they hoped to be able to do the exam, I hoped that my temperature wouldn’t go
up.
Unbelievably, I got the first rank in my senior high
school. For the first time when I heard news, I couldn’t believe what I had
heard. It must be odd in your mind because in the first semester I still
couldn’t understand almost all the materials. Right. I began to understand all
of National Examination materials after I took a course. Soon after I decided
to become a doctor, I began to be more serious in the class and took a course
to reach my dream to become a doctor. I tried to study Physics from the basic
and when the National Examination got closer, I became an expert in Physics at
my class. What’s an awsome experience! “It was just only you that could answer
all of the questions and all of your friends wanted you to teach them.” The
teacher said.
After I passed National Examination, I took SNMPTN, but I
failed. That time, I felt frustated and didn’t believe that I could not enter
faculty of medicine. Eventually, my mom sent me to English Department. For
several months, I always cried all nights in my boarding house. I regreted myself
why I could not enter that faculty. When I saw my friend’s photos which showed
her hapiness when she studied in faculty of medicine, I felt like my heart broke
into pieces and all I could do just to cry all the nights and regreted myself
as usual.
All of my point of views changed when I looked at others’
misery. One day, I came to my aunt’s friend with my mom to give medicine to her
husband. She cried a lot when she told us about her husband’s condition. By
this time, I knew that what I felt wasn’t comparable with what she felt. She
didn’t have to cry in front of her husband and feel worried about her husband
condition. She also should be ready if God took her husband anytime. I felt all
of my misery was too small compared with hers.