Ana's Journey to the World's Home

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POV Me/Ana

I also wonder why God gives me the advantage to write, sometimes I often protest to God why I should not be someone else. I protest because every time I write a lot of friends menyipir friend activities that I do, it is not cape yes they comment rich that.

Oya I from SD actually aspire to study at IPB, because I want to study at IPB because I want to preserve the existing agriculture in the village that I live in.

Karyasari village where I stayed with my parents. But before my family and I stayed in Karyasari, we had studied in Kramat Manik village, a village that was really far from the hustle and bustle of the district city.

I studied at SD Negeri 1 Jambubol (now SDN 1 Kramat Manik), one of the teachers I admired was the father. Own father. He taught languages and literature.

I like to be taught by my father because it was unknowingly the father who accompanied me to like the world of writing. It was you who always flowed my creative ideas at school and at home. It was my father who always gave me a storybook gift.

"Today you don't write on the board, yes, but you're out of class what you feel outside" my father said while teaching in 4th grade Elementary School.

"Horay!" we scream the same.

I'm more excited to get out of class. We went out of the classroom and looked for a comfortable place while the father went to the teacher's room again.

"Didnit! dizzy I was given a job like this" chirped a disciple not far from me.

I immediately took out a pen and smacked it into the man's head.

"Nyeri the hell Na, play hit Bae." screamed the guy while replying.

I glanced at my friend's paper earlier, I saw that the paper was still empty leaping not a single sentence that my friend had written, whereas I easily poured out words in my mind.

Yes, I myself am confused as to why I can write yes even if it is still like a chicken claw. But if asked about the problem of mind I only want to study at IPB Bogor, the idea of becoming a Bachelor of Agriculture.

I just want to change the minds of the farmers in terms of planting rice, yes the farmers in my village use agricultural lava with rain. So they can plant rice when the rain takes place, while if not rain the agricultural land is used for crops.

"Sir, kumaha anyway so that farmers can harvest rice in a year that they harvest 4 times the harvest. So don't wait for the rain" chirped me while I was still sitting in SD.

"No sorrow Na." said the father was astonished.

"Ana read the book ieu sir," I said showing the book reading a gift from the father.

The book contains a way to irrigate the rice fields rain to be given water so that the rice fields remain wet. I don't know what my father thought of me either. He just looked at me, and rubbed my hair.

Yes, since I was a child, I loved farming, probably because of the blood of my mother and father. Because of my parents, my mother and father were also farmers. Yupz! mbak putri and Mbah Kakung in Yogya live from the crops and can send their children.

Desire to study at IPB mebu compared to having to study at Sastra😂.

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Finally Ana took a computer course in Pandeglang, at the risk of boarding there. The beginning of the boarding house in the room that entered a small alley.

He was boarding in a house that he thought was very luxurious, but when he set foot in the house it was like the house was full of aura that made him refuse to be in the house.

"Na, what the hell are you! Quickly clean up all the equipment you're wearing!" yelled Flowers while grabbing the paper that Ana wrote.

"Teh, you're!" ana shouted as Bunga saw what Ana had written.

"Haha! Your writing is so ugly, write what the hell!" Flowers immediately throw the paper that has Ana's writing.

"Fixed," Ana resigned.

The girl immediately picked up the paper that was squeezed by the Flower. But when Ana wants to squat down and take the paper, the flower suddenly pushes Ana's body while toppling over.

"Steak!" ana shouted as her body stumbled against the table.

The girl directly attacked the Flower that was still standing in its original place, The Flower that did not expect was immediately shocked in shock as her body was pushed hard, Samapi flowers slammed towards the front. Ana with her stand immediately pulled the veil worn by the Flower and just thrown away.

THE PLAQUE!

A punch landed on Flower's cheek, he grimaced in pain as Ana's palm touched Flower's cheek violently. Flowers screamed in pain, seeing that Ana smiled with great satisfaction and left Flowers in a bad state just fine, Flowers looked very upset to get an unpleasant behavior from Ana.

"Yes!" call Ida.

Ana who was outside immediately turned her body when her ears heard her name called someone. He turned his body, Ida was now in front of him.

"Why do you make the flower all the way?" ask Ida.

"Let's go, let me write on paper before I write on my laptop to make a short story, uh even the same diginiin Flowers," Ana said showing HVS paper contained her writing.

Ida grabbed the paper.

"Can you write a short story?" ask Ida to investigate.

Ana only nods when she hears Ida's question, Ida sees Ana's nod of the head just giving a thumbs up to Ana.

He saw Ida giving a thumbs up in front of him just smiling sweetly.

"You diligently write later will also be good yourself," praised Ida provides motivation.

"Thank you, Da."

"Yes, it's not ladenin, the flower is like that" Ida said.

Eventually the two left the course. In the place of the course was not only a computer course, but also an English course, Ida once invited Ana to English courses but Ana refused subtly.

"It's important that we speak English, yes to ourselves as well" Ida said at the time..

But Ana just shook her head, she often heard that English language course children speak English, but still Ana just plain.