
“You cannot change what you have started, but you can change the direction in which you are going. What matters is not what you do, but what you are doing now.” Citing world leaders' motivational remarks.
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A month has passed. The preparation of the ninth grade in the implementation of the final exam and the national exam is really designed as mature as possible to graduate students with satisfactory grades, the highest of the previous generation. Usually, the central government reports the average test results in each school, per the highest score.
Last year, the school was ranked among the top ten schools with the highest average national exam scores in West Java. The school also strives if the force this time and continue will bring the name of the school up from the rank. This is the mission and hope of the school.
In the classroom before learning really begins, the teacher will give a vitamin injection in the form of a quote that oiles the wheels of his student's spirit. Either quote from science books, fiction, non-fiction, or even folklore.
All teachers are doing the same thing for their students who will graduate within three-four months, and will soon rise to high school.
Teacher who teaches Indonesian named Sapardi Zakaria, warmly called Pak Pardi, was standing on the podium— floor which is one inch higher than the ground floor— in front of his student table explained.
“Kids, I once read one quote from a book that will make us think and become rich. Rich is not about materil, rich is also about the heart is also big soul. This quote is perfect for you.
“Says, “One thing nature will not tolerate is laziness.” You are the wisest ruler for yourself. So, if you start to consider something good such as doing schoolwork on time, start time discipline, appearance and attitude, and strive to graduate with the best grades, he said, you are planting the seeds of success.
"Teachers here cannot give value as a rejection of the end of your abilities, you are.
“You are the single most influential determinant for yourself. School is where you are given basic knowledge, then you apply it in the world outside school, here you also get friends, these two things are just enhancers. High grades, graduation or not it can not be decided by the school if not for the students themselves who try.
“You guys who were included in the test, you guys are trying. If you want to graduate and move on to the next level, then you have to make an effort, starting with eliminating laziness. Kan, already told if one jal that will not be tolerated is ...”
As soon as Mr. Pardi gave his student a chance to speak, they replied, “Malas!” Simultaneously.
“True. There is no problem that is difficult other than lazy!” firmly Mr. Pardi.
“So much math problem that you just need to worry about there is an answer and how to solve it. About the Indonesian language, most of the story or paragraph sections can be described with simple sentences. And so are other subjects. Well, what about lazy? How to solve lazy? Thinking about it must be lazy because it is lazy!”
A smile and a faint gentleness came out of his mouth. The clean face of the mustache and not bearded Mr. Pardi looks radiant than before. Seeing his disciple amused by the sentence from him gave a relief impression.
One class chuckled at the sentence their Indonesian teacher had uttered just now. They chuckle because it's true. However, they do not want to admit it openly in front of the class because it will be the subject of ridicule friends.
“Productively. Start doing your job as a student, and work to perform better, because one good intention will foster another good. Vice versa, if you are still at home lazing then you are planting other laziness. Lazy can only be defeated by us moving, doing something to get ahead, and trying.
“Effort to ... not lazy! For those of you who are still waiting for the task, immediately do it. For those of you who are still a member of the discipline teacher, start changing yourself for the better and deserve to be called a disciplined student.”
Mr. Pardi held a speech session in front of his students who are known to be badung and ranked number one in terms of indiscipline in school. Even in the black book Mr. Joko— math teacher as well as disciplinary teacher, and vice school principal—the names of 9-G class members are like the names of customers with their problems.
Mr. Pardi is not a walikelas here, but his job as a teacher is an advisor and parent for his students at school.
A student raised his hand and asked, “Pak, if we have already started what you said before. For example, I started time discipline and diligently entered class, but I am still considered the same as my previous self, how is it?” He doubted his own question.
“I mean when I started something, I still don't know what to say .. So, I went back to the beginning.”
Mr. Pardi fell silent and stared fixedly at his student named Sergio. “What matters is that you have started it. Start instilling good intentions with the discipline of time. Sergio, Revano and the boys .. we can't change what we started,” he said, “but Sergio, you're back before you started, right?”
“You have started, you can change which way you want to go. Don't mind what other people say, it's criticism. Criticism comes and goes like a pigeon.
"You just focus on what you have started, because what matters is not what you do, but what you do. If you are trying to discipline yourself, keep trying until you reach it!” continued Mr. Pardi.
Then, the white sheet of paper in his hand was immediately distributed to every table that was in front to be sprained backwards.
“Today we have no special materials, so with me, you will learn the type of exam questions based on the exam questions of the school year two years ago, because the matter of last year is still confidential. So, I used about two years ago,”.
“Please is in sight, the staging schedule is also being negotiated. Well, your time is not much anymore. If you want to graduate, fix yourself from now on!”
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There were Bams, Tara, and the Emperor, while Hendra and Surya still had not come. They will be performing at four o'clock in the afternoon, about fifteen minutes to come. Revano. Tara got up after asking. The two of them went to the toilet.
“Their samperin cave first, deh! Danger if you get late,” said the Emperor.
Bams stared at Revano's clinking, flashing phone. It just so happened that his seat was next to Revano, so that he could see his notifications clearly. Bams and his stratagem get a chance to really make it happen.
Bams with his slab-looking face picked up Revano's phone. Typing something in the message field with someone, then after being sent he deleted it so as not to arouse suspicion.
[Tomorrow third date, jog to Gasibu, yuk.]
[Waiting at Gasibu at 7]
[High up yourself?]
[Over again I can't pick up]
[Don't reply, yeah. He wants to perform again]
After finishing with his enemy's phone, Bams switched to his phone. The same thing he did, typing a message to someone he would meet with Revano's lover. Bams smiled at his smile.
[Je]
[Tomorrow at 7 o'clock, in Gasibu. The person you want to meet is there.]
A few minutes passed. The appearance of TXT in the cafe that had recruited them began. This small band that aspires to success like Maroon5 or Cold Play has started their intentions and dreams since the age of a dozen.
They and their school adolescence are often seen as useless because instead of the focus of the school, they focus on singing in cafes.
Despite the negative responses, they still favored a handful of people either because of the members' visuals or the melodious and harmonious sound that was played to all cafe visitors.
Revano and his dreams have been started for a long time. He was already living out his intentions when he was twelve, when Sean asked him to keep Cheryl and permission to use Sean's music studio at home, Revano started making his own way. He's doing what he wants.
Revano will go where he wants to go, but everything is not as easy as the plan because of course there are obstacles or obstacles.
Whether it's the people who don't support him, the ones who demean him, and the hypocrites who play with his sincerity.
Revano knew the TXT members never wanted Revano, but they needed Revano to be in the bassist position or sometimes a guitarist, taking turns with Hendra.
Revano also knew that Bams, the chairman of TXT, would do everything in his power to make it stop.
Stop for Revano is to let his dream come here, carrying out the struggle he put in since early age.
It's okay, Revano knows the place. He would work on it for the last time before it completely stopped.
However, Revano will never know what Bams will do to stop his struggle for parental blessing by reaching out to the main vocalist as his bridge.
He never knew because Revano was doing what he wanted.
Surya blurs proudly as the audience starts clapping after one song they spent.
“Wih, so cool. It turns out that Vano can also be given a lot of parts. Many were sedated too!”
Mostly because of the wet hoarseness of Revano, plus the song they performed. Songs from the original singer Peterpan titled ‘All About Kita’ with two vocalists duet each other, Revano and Tara.
Bams smile. “Good work!”