HARU BLUE NEW TEACHER

THE FIRST DAY OF BEER

 "Buu..Dita's shoes where yes,.auh this is already afraid late to school." seen Dita frantically looking for her shoes.

"Maasya Allah Ditaa.. would wear shoes which are siih..the shoes are lined, the time is not there." his mother shook her head while holding a smile.

Today her son is about to step into a new world in his life.  Dita just got a call to teach at a Junior High near home.

From yesterday he had looked very enthusiastic about preparing everything, but apparently something was forgotten. Be this morning all looking for shoes. Not that I met it was a mess..

“ Already let the mother who sought, the same father Rubi continue his breakfast.” mother took over his search.

"This shoe is what Dita is looking for? tuh fit the clothes worn." his mother showed it to Dita.

He picked up the shoes his mother was holding.

"Nothing was searched for?" Banged messy while wearing his shoes, and berla

Seeing that his father and Rubies Dita, joined the head bobbles, while continuing the breakfast delayed by the furore of looking for shoes.

Soon, at the dinner table, they stopped her mouthfuls of remembering something and looked at each other.

“ Dita has not had breakfast! “ all three talk compact. But Dita is over.

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Today looks very different. Friendly warms the heart. The atmosphere of the road was calm, although several cars passed by, and the sound of children chattering while running towards school sounded very cheerful. Dita continued walking while she smiled her sweet smile, wanting to get to school soon.

Although his heart rages with various questions,’ can he convey knowledge ? will he succeed in delivering his students to be a better and insightful person?’.  And a thousand other questions entered his heart. But all are brushed aside with a belief that anything must be faced with sincerity and a strong determination to do everything to the maximum. Even if there is something wrong on the way, it is natural.

His face began to singleness smile, and his steps more steady. Her eyes sparkled beautifully, and her hands were stretched out while looking up to feel the warmth of the sun. Until one voice surprised him,

“ If the road look around yes do not use daydreaming,”

“Astaghfirullahal adziim“ Dita was shocked and opened her eyes, seen someone passing while cheering a mocking smile and continued to step without waiting for the answer.

While holding the dongkol Dita stepped on his feet in a hurry because it had reached the school gate.  Until someone greeted him kindly.

"New teacher mom, meet my name Yati."

"Oh I'm Dita, happy to meet mother," Dita looks to welcome the hand that is extended by her wearer.

"Let's get in, I'll introduce you to the other teachers immediately." Yati showed me the teacher's office.

We found a table that will be occupied. Then he was led to greet another teacher friend. The office began to be crowded asking each other various things to Dita from the usual to asking for status. When he knew Dita was still alone some senior teachers began to graze, and tease

"Sir Anton.this is a single , quickly here later samber Pak Rudi you know"

Bu Yuli called Mr. Anton. Called just mesam-mesem.

Others chimed in: "If you don't want to make a father

you know. nyesel later."

 geerrr office crowded with laughter teachers, Dita blushed shyly got this warm welcome. Candaan has not stopped there, because Mr. Rudi approached Dita,

"Include me Rudi ya Bu, "Rudi shook Dita's hand, and the handle was not removed.  Mr. Yoyo also joined the tour

"Hayoh Mr. Rudi is the hands of a freelancer, if you want to be held there with a ring and room BuDita all of you" back laughter filled the office space . Finally, Mr. Rudi released Dita's hand.

Just so his heart was calm, Bu Yati followed along, calling Mr. Antooon, fortunately only called messy-mesem. Dita so glanced to pay attention to Mr. Anton for a moment.

“Hayooo, curious yes same Mr. Anton,” Yati poking Dita's waist.

asserting.

“ Yes yes ma'am, the first day I thought also me, “ someone nimbrung and sat near Dita..

Surprised and looking to the side.

“ Kaaamuuu???” Dita could not believe seeing the person in front of her.

“Nuuriii.. This is actually Nuri?” Dita shook Nuri's shoulder.

“iya.ini me.. Nuri your Junior High friend first. “ Nuri replied while hugging Dita tightly.

“Dita ..are you really a teacher? As far as I used to avoid being a teacher, and I remember very well when we talked about ideals, you always made fun of me when I said I wanted to be a guru” Nuri still hugged him.

“I also don't know Nur, destiny time yes, because taking the test at some universities always fails, until finally I choose the University of Education Indonesia, not yearya I graduated.” Dita let go of her embrace and the three of them sat down to continue her kangen-kangen event.

Someone stopped their conversation, because Dita was told to face the Curriculum section.

“We continue later ya chatannya, “ Dita stand following the person who followed him earlier.

Dita was taken to the Wakasek room, and her eyes were jolted at the figure that was sitting on one of the tables with the label of Pembina Osis. His annoyance re-emerged, when he with his presence without even looking at him. Inevitably Dita had to go through her desk to get to the Curriculum section desk.

“Good morning sir, I'm Dita. “ Dita introduces herself and sits in front of the Curriculum table.

Mr. Suganda introduced his name and kindly gave understanding to Dita, because it was given two subjects, in connection with a Sundanese language teacher who was on maternity leave.

“ How can you teach IPS in ninth grade and Sundanese in seventh grade?”.

Dita nodded slowly, and with a calming smile.

“Use today's meeting for introductions ma'am, and try to understand the character of the students you'll be facing.” Mr. Suganda gave the order

“ Remember also in ninth grade do not while stocking charm let alone daydreaming,” people

sucks in the buzz.

Before Dita lured his emotions back Pak Suganda calming “Have Not

heard joking Mr. Toni, “

“ Thank you sir Alhamdulillah just ear I did not hear the voice of others talk except father. “ eyes Dita glanced no less fierce. Seeing that, Mr. Suganda was just a wise smile. And it looks as if the person being insinuated is holding back his emotions. Dita held back her smile of satisfaction.

After receiving the school area plan and lesson schedule, Dita breezed

out of the room, towards seventh grade. Without realizing it, knowing someone aligns his steps and greets.

“Include me Anton, sorry I did not say hello,” Mr. Anton spoke while lowering his face. Just now Dita wants to answer, Mr. Anton has preceded .

Dita stopped her steps looking at Mr. Anton's back, shaking Dita's head muttering, "What greetings in this school gathered young teachers who were happy to make shocked and displeased just like that.“

“Terrnyaata, in addition to the daydreamer, you like to talk to yourself too yes, yes,

“ Astaghfirullaahal Adziim, can not the father always surprise me?” Dita no

able to control his voice, after knowing that what surprised him was the COACH of OSIS. Return he just shrugged his shoulders no matter leaving Dita behind him....

(Connected)