Technology is Ruining Us

4. Our Destructive Technology-04

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"Yes left, Mr. Karim!" we shouted in unison as the car arrived at its destination.

Actually Mr. Karim had indeed intended to stop his car the place where we always asked to be taken down however, he said, we were afraid that Mr. Karim would forget that we were in his car until we decided to scream.

The car that had pulled over made us one by one step down and gave a thousand rupiah to Mr. Karim. After arriving at our destination we did not directly get our school building however, we had to walk through a long hallway squeezed by forest trees.

This place is completely untouched with the help of the government such as paved roads or street lights to illuminate the pedestrians even here no electricity. Either because it has not been touched by the people or indeed this village has not received help.

Every step of our feet was filled with passion, no matter how long it took to get to school.

The road uphill and the path of decline are obstacles for us. Fortunately, this month is not a rainy season because if we enter the rainy season then we will experience difficulties because of course the road we are passing at this time will be muddy and make the road slippery to the point of no doubt we even occasionally fell or slipped because of the slippery road.

The five of us continued walking down the street hoping to get to school to receive lessons.

In an inland village with a dangerous road is a challenge for us. Only for the sake of our school the children of Swatani village must fight and even risk their lives to be able to go to school.

Fortunately, I have friends who also want to fight together to maintain the intention of the school femi reach the ideals. In the past we were not only five but a dozen but, as time passed our friends slowly stopped going to school one by one and we were the only ones left.

The sound of animals birds and animals come together a sound that comes from nowhere, never silent but, for us it's all commonplace.

Along the way we did not intermittently step Mansur stopped. He looked down at the clock on his wrist.

"Fifth hour is fifty-nine minutes away. We have to hurry before Mr. Jenong's buffalo horde passes."

That's what Mansur said. The intelligent black-brained man returned to using his intelligent brain. Our obstacle is not only this road but the users of this road is also our obstacle when the time has almost shown at seven o'clock then we have to hurry before the buffalo hordes belong to Mr. Jenong it was herded across the street.

Only a buffalo but if it is a little late then we have to wait a few minutes to be able to continue the journey to wait for the collection of buffaloes to be herded.

We looked at each other until not long ago Mansur ran first to make me, Jono, Samar and Leha to run.

Of course this time Leha cried again, this was the third time the queen girl cried. This time it was not because he had stepped on the buffalo dung as it had been but he was crying for fear of being left behind by us.

Especially with me who has running speed. I'm pretty good at it and Jono is unquestionable. He ran the back.

It seemed like his weakness was that which was, bringing his body to run. Maybe if we were chased by a dog then Jono was the first one to be pounced on. It's really sad.

I ran fast. Sweat drenched our bodies. Good thing Samal brought perfumes so I didn't have to think about how I smelled.

The screaming sounds back there were heard and of course Jono who was screaming asked that me and the others reduce the running speed but, for me, it is who arrives first then that is the winner

"Run! Run!"

"Wait!"

The sound of crying was heard again. The faster we ran the faster Leha cried in the back.

I stopped my steps with a breath of dread My chest of fireworks trying to find a pair of air to fill the lung cavity.

I looked at my friends who were running towards me. One by one my friends have arrived. Samal and Mansur then followed by Leha who seemed as if he wanted to while Jono seemed to run the rear. It looks far away. His body and fat were moving. His belly went up and down no trouble. I'm sure after he runs his weight scales will be down.

However, I was quite worried about samal, my skinny friend. Samal shouldn't have to run. I was afraid that his bones would scatter as he ran.

Sorry, maybe this is a little overrated. Does this include the bully thing? I don't think so, yeah a little.

Not long ago Jono arrived until not long ago a bunch of buffalo-bull seems to pass on the road until we are all happy patterned. We jump around in an indescribable sense of happiness. We're just in time. If only we were a few minutes late we might still be there and have to wait for the buffalo to be herded.

And it's all because of Mansur's intelligent brain. A few seconds later we went back to continue the journey up the hill that was not too uphill, however, it was quite draining to arrive at the top of the hill we could see the decline of the road slightly winding and showed a building that was not too big.

Our hearts are of course getting more excited to step up. Our destination was seen before our eyes. Some elementary school children have been seen, appearing one by one walking from various directions.

We know not only we have been through or through a long journey but our friends are also even many elementary school children who deliberately quit school because they cannot walk far as what they are we've been through.

We approached a large tree with a seat made of wood. Jono removed the machete that had been coiled around his waist and placed it behind the bushes on the big tree.

We sit in line. Wearing socks and shoes that we have since placed in a bag of crackles that have been hitchhiking in the bag and then the sandals that we have used we put back into the bag of crackle then the bag of crackles containing the sandals we hid behind the bushes along with the machete.

Yes it seems we have made this machete as a guard so if anyone wants to do nosy to steal it then he will be afraid when he sees this machete.

After that we get ready. I tidied up my clothes so as not to be too tangled even though I tried to tidy up my clothes still yellowish color can not cover how our journey we have passed.

Meanwhile, I tidied up the uniform that was in my body, Samal is now busy taking care of his hair that has since been seen combed while Leha is also seen tidying up his bangs with a little powder that he rubs up on the face I can see the powder that dries cover cheek former tears.

After getting ready we continue our steps gallantly as if ready to conquer the various tasks that will be given by our teacher.

How was our trip? It difficult? Complicated? Far or very scary?

No matter how difficult our journey is, we all do it just to achieve our goals. School is of course the most important thing because with school we can all have hope.

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