Antonym Intellect, Synonym of Dearest

Life Lessons

While we were discussing with his spirit, the door of my class was forcibly broken.

I saw two people there, who of course I know because several times met during the semester report card division. That's Mr. Darsono and Ms. Retno, Davina's parents.

Davina appeared from behind her father's back while squinting at me with a sinister face.

“You're Ariel Claudia? The teacher who dared to talk rudely to my son, huh?!”

Rough talk? When yes?

Was this Merry's bully at the time?

I saw Ariel even standing up as they entered the classroom. I shook my head at him. Ask him to sit back.

For me, I have won, both guardians of this student vandalism by breaking down school property, which can be categorized as public facilities.

Already so, they entered without permission during the lesson hour, and immediately charged at me in front of many people without foundation. It means acts of disrupting public order and unpleasant deeds.

Do they know, their actions because of 1 child, but it affects 30 other children in the classroom. Learning activities that are the right for 30 other children are snatched because of the actions of 1 child.

But I tried to respond to them with a cold head. I'm not the kind of teacher who goes to the guardians, no matter what their job is out there.

Because if they are honorable people, they will respond more calmly, one by one the problem, heard the opinion of two parties, not based unilaterally only. Often his son is wrong, not his environment.

“I just tried to give him an understanding that verbal violence is not allowed in the school environment.” Here's what I'm saying.

“Heh! Basic teacher moron!” Ms. Retno charged at me by pointing at my face. “Training the child is your duty. We paid a lot for your salary. Without our income this school would not be as prestigious as this. So all this time we paid hundreds of millions for the base money just to get our son to a worse place than prison, huh?! With the warden always saying rude?! This is a student! What does the word ‘dipur’ mean in your empty brain?! As long as she was born even I whose own mother never said rude to her!!”

Without our income? Who did he call us? Because Merry's parents, the victim, also paid the same amount of base money as Bu Retno. Even parents of 30 other children whose learning activities are disrupted, there is a greater pay base money than this Bu Retno. That's why he left aside, you selfish...

I looked at Bu Retno's husband, Mr. Darsono who was just standing next to her while looking at me with a silent mouth.

I'm actually lazy to serve Miss Retno. He only defended his son without hearing the complaints of his victims.

Ariel was already standing with a tense face. I know he's trying to defend me.

But I shook my head at him. Ask me to solve my own problems.

“Your husband is a motivator, ask him. No matter how smart, children need attention from their parents, not from their teachers. What I see in my eyes now is that you don't want to take responsibility for Davina's exhausting behavior. I reprimanded him when school hours were over. My capacity as a layman, an older person, to teach about the importance of an adab and a reply from God about the behavior of your child who is a bully!”

“If you position yourself as a society, that means you don't have to painstakingly yell at my child with harsh words huh! Because it's none of your business.” He's still yelling at me. My words are like the wind and they are made.

“That's my business because your child troublemakers on my ‘home’, at ‘home’ my friends, in our job field, in our job field, and your child threatens the comfort of 300 other students who are studying in our place. Clear?!” i rebuked him. “Your son is a troublemaker who likes to kick the stomach, calves, the face of other children! Which criminal is less?! Your husband is a great motivator, his son does that to other people's children, where the victim's mother is like you, too, giving birth with great difficulty but even casually kicked by the same boy who did not even pay him tuition. Huh?!”

“Then, where? Where's the old man huh? Parents who said ‘kaban’ where huh? Don't you this is bragging. They're just messing around, you say bullying let you be pansos! Aye right?!”

And all of a sudden, the classroom lights were turned off. Ariel was already standing in front of the door, pressing the light switch down. Then turn on the projector.

The video about the atmosphere in the bathroom when it was plastered large, the picture is clear, colored. His voice is a little small. But it can still be heard.

I glanced at Ariel, she smiled faintly at me.

Yes, I shared the video of the incident to Ariel well. There's a point too...

“You've seen the video yourself.” My answer.

“It doesn't prove anything, who knows they are indeed practicing martial arts or what,”

“Practice martial arts at WC?”

“Or indeed the Merry-merry did naughty first to my son. You as a teacher should not dong yell to our parents disciples!”

“Can show me, in which part I spoke rudely in the video, in which part I shouted to Davina in the video. Show it to me.”

The immediate state of silence.

Typical parents of students like this are not once or twice I have met. A dozen times in 6 months.

“I will take this matter to court!” hiss Bu Retno.

“Better don't bu...” says Ariel over there.

I let out a breath. I don't want him to follow the truth.

“Who are you?! Don't go overboard and try to defend!” exclaim Bu Retno.

“I even want to protect the livelihood of mother's husband. Mr. Darsono is often called a seminar to Garnet Bank right?”

“What's really why? What's the deal?!”

“Bu Teacher Ariel Claudia is a Ranggasadono. Do you know the commissioner there? Our cousin..”.

Well, finally bring up the family name as well.

“What are these storms?” Mr. Rendi came with his lazy face and his lazy gestures.

When he did, he was actually very angry. But he didn't show us. Really, really good at self-control.

“Who broke the class door?” ask Mr. Rendi indecently.

“I did it because no one gave me permission to fight for my son's human rights! You also feel good in your room, right?! I had contact from yesterday no response! So I came alone here to-“

“Pardon me Mr. Rendi,” Mr. Darsono dispels his wife and goes forward.

He glanced at me a little.

“Pak-“

“Shut up.” Furious Mr. Darsono to Bu Retno.

AH, also hit him.. if bring the problem ‘perut’ ie his income.

“This carelessness of my wife, now we both know who is wrong in this case, who is dishonest.”

“Pak!”

“Therefore, if we can chat in a more closed place? Pity the students if they are disturbed by the lessons due to our actions that arbitrarily interfere with the learning process.”

“Where the hell Sir?! Your son-“

“Davina!!” hardik Mr. Darsono. He did not scold his wife, which I fear, he scolded his wife ‘lewat’ his son.

And my fear happened.

In front of us he slapped Davina's cheek until the boy bounced against the wall.

“Pak!!”

“You can't teach Davina to be the right kid! His behavior is wild and wild just like you!! Shame in front of people!! What do you do at home when I make money selling my good name and work ethic, huh?! I gave it all! Lent, the need of a home, the necessity of a tree! Just educating one child is not wise anyway?! Is that the wife's job?! Educating kids!”

Instantly we found out why Davina was naughty and tried to find a distraction outside.

“But there's no need for you to hit Davina! I gave birth to a life bet! I have the right to punish him!”

“When will you punish him? He doesn't keep the family's good name! His behavior is indecent even a bully! I let him hope you teach him, but it's only getting worse! I'm his guardian to death! A slap from one's own parents would be nothing compared to his behavior to another child!”

Shouts for the sake of husband-wife cries echoed in our ears.

I looked at my protege.

They are observing.

Ariel even stood leaning casually against the wall, watching Davina's family drama.

I knew at that time...

They are all learning lessons from this. Lessons not taught in school.

That pulling someone down won't help you get to the top. Bullying is a sign of weakness, Those who bully will never understand, and those who understand will never bully.

Now, Mr. Darsono with a red face pointed towards the exit to his wife and son. Ms. Retno struggled to guide Davina who was sobbing in pain while holding her cheek out of class.

“Please continue the lesson,” hiss Mr. Rendi to me while coming out of class, “And please share the video in front of it, You are in no habit of stepping over me. I finally got hit.” He was annoyed at me.

I took a breath, I knew after this I had to give voice to this incident, as well as Merry, Ariel, Hana and Keysha. Everyone involved at the time.

“Friends...” hisisku to my proteges.

“Fraud is not allowed in business. Bullying includes cheating. What can you take away from the recent events, with regard to the economy?” my many.

“People who love themselves, do not hurt others. The more we hate ourselves, the more we want others to suffer. Just like the trade competition that often occurs. Competitors who do not compete sportively, are actually people who go bankrupt first.” Ariel.

“True. Anything else?” my many.

“You will never reach higher ground if you always drop someone else. Therefore be honest in trading, people will understand for themselves the quality of your merchandise.” Answer the other.

“Good too. Anything else?”

“Nothing can make you feel inferior without your consent. Sure enough we build a good business, then we will follow.” Said the boy in the back.

I grinned.

“Sekian lessons today, you are all children who I am sure will be successful in the future.”

“Give Respect!” exclaiming Ariel.

Everyone bow to me. I lowered my head back, and walked out of the classroom, towards the principal's room.