Neighbor Oh Neighbor

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Finished shopping hard Winda go home he did not pay attention to it, "only later will I show you who I really am" Inner Winda.

The Little Winda that used to be

I was born into a family that could be said to be underprivileged. Since I was a child I have been accustomed to fasting myself from snacks like a child in general. Every time a pawnshop walks by, my mother calls me to come inside the house and scares me that they're kidnappers. I understand because of this limitation.

It was time for me to go to SD, after breakfast rice mixed with salt I left with my other friends. Suddenly tina mother called and gave me 2000 rupiah for 1000 snacks and 1000 tubes, of course I did because I know save the base rich.

After arriving at school I attended lessons diligently and played with his other friends, never did I feel ashamed of my situation that rarely snacked. I play more often when the break time arrives because it cuts my pocket money.

I often fasted snacks at school and brought back the pocket money, I went home to take it with me to play lunch after school. When others buy a lot of snacks with pocket money given by her mother, I prefer to sleep in class or move to play to friends who have been out of her snacks.

My father was just a freelance day laborer or could be called a farmer too. Sometimes he worked to harvest coconuts in order to tell people, sometimes hoeing the rice fields, etc.

My mother is also a freelance day laborer if anyone tells me to make chips, coconut oil, mow grass in the garden, my mother is always ready. Sometimes my mother also became a laundry laborer, or cooked in the home of people who needed her energy.

Every time I go home from school if there is still a leftover allowance, I like to stop by the stall to buy 1 soy sauce or 1 terasi whose price is 500 silver. I like to bring it home to mix it with warm rice and then eat it.

the bitter sweetness of my life has been past since childhood, the hurtful utterances have been used to me since childhood. After graduating High School, I decided to work.

When I got home from school I said I wanted a bike for my mom. The night my mother asked my father for money to buy me a bicycle, but my father yelled at her and said he had no money.

I pretended to be asleep at the time because I was scared. My mother went to the room and hugged me while crying silently. Since then I have not dared to say my every wish to my mother or father.

My family has never owed anyone else. When you do not have the money to buy the needs of a kitchen that has been completely exhausted, I, father, mother prefers to eat plain rice.

Whenever my mother would pay to the stall to buy crackers or onions, my father forbade her and scolded her. They often fight over economic problems.

Since I was a child I was often taken to the garden to accompany my mother to find firewood. Often when the trip home and I feel tired, mother will raise me on firewood in her carry up to the house.

I know mom is very tired, not infrequently I go to see mom quietly crying in the garden while cutting firewood and cleaning it to take home. Tears quietly flowed down her cheeks as I asked why? My mom just said glitter while smiling and rubbing my cheeks.

When I was in 2nd grade, my mother gave birth to a beautiful twin sister. Of course I'm very happy because I'm not lonely at home and there will be friends playing.

Every time I go home from school I rarely play with my friends, I prefer to babysit my sister at home.