the world

All he knows is I am all he's got.
I don't mind ruining my world but not his.

the cure

this may not be wordful. but this is heart-ful...

to any kind of pain
to any kind of insanity
they are the cure

the belt

Yes they're acting off course.
I don't let them do tae kwon do to fight. It is more as sport and self defence.

See that yellow belts Ar and Ir is wearing? It wasn't an abra kadabra to turn the white belt into yellow. It took a year of hardwork. Two weeks ago they passed the exam and they deserve the new belts.

Ibit just joined them and will have to wait until the time she can have a yellow belt. And by the time, Ar and Ir (hopefully) will have a stripe on their yellow belts.

You rock, kids!









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Cah ndesa

Mungkin mereka harus tinggal di desa lebih lama. Supaya bisa bersenangisenang bukan hanya dengan nonton tivi dan ngegame di komputer. Mencari undur-undur, main engklek, saba sawah.

Naik sepeda jengki, bahkan sepeda kumbang. Bukan sepeda memanjakan yang bisa dibikin ringan di tanjakan.

Dan matur dengan krama inggil...






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the fun exercise

I never thought I would ever enter this gate again. It's been more than four years since the last time I brought Ar and Ir play in this area.

yesterday I decided to bring Ai' and see if he enjoy playing around

and he crawled more than he did at home (he still likes to 'swim' rather than crawl)

I bet he was so tired

 


but he still tried to hold on and stand up

I helped him climb high up the castle...

this should be an exercise that is more fun than the therapy he usually has. and I think we will do it again. soon, and often.

the hours

We got here at 08.30 AM. Waiting for the library to open. At nine Ibit left.
I stayed having hot tea. Conversations. Smokes. Guitar. Violin. Friends. Songs.

At 11.30 I texted her, asking if she was done with the books. No replies. I called. The phone was off. I got panic. Horrible thoughts run through my head. What if... What if...

So I run to the library. Straight up to second floor where she usually sits. She's not there. Like my heart stopped beating. I checked the visitor book. Her name in the first number.

Slowly I went down and found her in the child books room reading comics.

"What's happened with your phone?"
"I turned it off. I didn't want to make any noise that might bother people..."
"Couldn't you just set it vibrate?"
"Ah... I should have..."
"Are you finish?"
"Uhm... One more hour?"

Hh...
I gave her one more hour. I gave my self another cup of tea, and another waiting...





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