The Fight For Honor

Sweet Kids IPS

This afternoon before he went to class, Gungun took the time to go to the TU room.

These few days leading up to the Tournament, he had received a letter from the BKC Manager recommending

he went to school to get permission not to enter if there is a match schedule.

It used to be something like this taken care of by Kang Ripay, but now it was ushered in by

contestants each.

Inside Gungun met with Mr. Ahmad. He is the chief of staff of TU. Within the room each table was filled with TU staff working behind their own desks. At that time Mr. Ahmad was walking in the direction of the door to the outside, so immediately asked when he saw Gungun coming.

"What's it gonna take, Gun?" Ask Mr. Ahmad. Mr. Ahmad did not memorize all the names of the students, but he could tell from the name bet embedded in the left chest of each student. Then Gungun explained the meaning of his arrival. Then he handed over the existing cover letter

attachment of the karate tournament schedule that he participated in starting the preliminary round until

the final will last for 6 days and there are several matches played during the lesson hours. After Mr. Ahmad received an envelope containing some paper that had been folded from Gungun's hand then read it. Soon he finished reading it and it didn't take long for him to fold the letter back.

"Father accept yes," said Mr. Ahmad. "This letter must be registered first, only after it is placed on the desk of the Principal Mother. You see, Ibu Nani today did not come and was present at the invitation from Kanwil."

Gungun heard that explanation. It seems that Mr. Ahmad understood that Gungun did not understand

administrative procedures, then he gave an explanation again.

"Gungun do not have to worry, if the lesson time has a match schedule, just go. The question of absence immediately refers to this letter. This letter has also been an announcement for the absence."

"Oh yes," said Gungun who is now a relief and not worried if you have to

leave the class hours, "excuse me, sir."

Mr. Ahmad nodded then Gungun came out of the TU room. After that, Gungun went straight to class.

Today the weather was noticeably hotter than usual and several times a small wind vortex formed that blew away the dust in the field.

Just at that time the entrance bell had been rung. Today the first hour is Indonesian and Bu Endang has swiftly entered the classroom a few seconds after the bell has stopped being heard. Before Mother Master sat behind the table, she mentioned Susi and Gungun.

"Gungun and Susi, I'm asking you to pick up textbooks from the library, yes." Pinta Ibu Endang's.

Susi and Gungun rushed outside. Gungun is not worried that he will miss the description of Ms. Endang because he was asked to take teaching books even though he liked Indonesian subjects the most. Before Ibu Endang began his language, he always

share the essays submitted by each student at the previous meeting and all give a review of some essays that he considers to be commented on.

Meanwhile, Gungun and Susi have crossed the concrete field used for basketball. On each side of the lines the basketball court still leaves a wide place. This field that stretches from north to south is also used for ceremonies every Monday and for other sports lessons or also

for the Retirement stage once a year.

While the teacher's room itself is located in the west and once they arrive in the Master's room they ask permission from the teachers in the room to go directly to the library room in the inner room teachers' room.

Then the two of them went to the row of shelves where they put textbooks. All the school textbooks here are nothing to buy because they have been provided by the school.

After sharing the number of books, Gungun and Susi go back to class while carrying a stack of teaching books published by Depdikbud. And then in the class of those books

distributed to each person one book including for himself. The rest of the books were stored on the teacher's desk. After you finish sharing, then Bu Endang began the lesson.

Today's lesson Ibu Endang mentions the title 'Sword Structure', and he puts it on the board with a piece of chalk. Then the points of his discussion are outlined as:

Phonology, 2. Morphology, 3. Syntax, 4. Semantics, 5. Etymology and 6.

Literary.

"Open chapter 6 page 123." Pinta Ibu Endang's. Then each student opens a language page in the teaching book that has been received by each. Then he began with an introduction to the importance of how to understand word structure

which is described in the 6 points above.

Maybe for some students who do not like this lesson will assume the explanation

everywhere and boring, but in Gungun's eyes, that Senior Master

it has a broad insight and can be shared with him happily.

For Gungun there is no difficulty listening to the description of the teacher while noting the points that he considers important. Because among all the lessons, he likes it the most

this indonesian lesson. So he feels affectionate when something he thinks is important, is missed to be noted. Even before class began he had written the date on the page of his writing book. Therefore, this lesson is so enchanting Gungun that he will know that every lesson has arrived at the end will be shown Bu Guru by looking at the time on his watch.

"There is still 15 minutes, I give you the task to make an essay and the theme today is 'Definition of Literature' according to your understanding."

When some students seem to think or other students steal a glance at their friends, then Gungun without meeting difficulties can hand over a piece of paper faster than other students. And when the bell rang, the problem sheet of his work was the one that was given the result right then and there. And Ms. Endang rara-rata gave a score of 9+, while the work of other students should he take first to be checked in the office to be given value at the next lesson meeting.

At that moment it finally rushed Gungun and Susi gathered the books from each table to be returned to the library. While Bu Endang has returned to the Teacher's room.

Finished putting the books back in place on that shelf, he and Susi returned to class. Before arriving at the door, some disciples had gone outside while carrying a dictate.

Gungun and Susi went to his stool and took the same dictate from the bag, then went after it

them. The second lesson hour is a typing class. This lesson is

practice lessons so that all students have to move room to the Laboratory

typewriting. While the typing laboratory itself is located exactly in

bags were left in class. All the students only brought a dictate and a container to the typing class. Containers made from various materials are places to store pens, tip-ex and other writing equipment. Gungun hurried away without waiting for Susi.

"Borobudur temple was bombed, loh .." Bambang told Gungun. There was no rain and no wind he delivered the news.  But now Gungun has

getting used to being normal. And this time Bambang invited him to chat while walking towards the lab room.

"Oh yes, I watched the news on TVRI last night" said Gungun. "In the past year of Junior High Class 1 I still remember the hijacking of Garuda DC 9 Woyla..."

"Well, the newspaper also called this terrorism event the culprit has to do with the 'commando of jihad' of the woyla hijacker!" Bambang Sahut.

"Honey yes, the bomb blast to destroy nine stupas ..." said Gungun.

Bambang and Gungun when they are in front of the class, join the group to go to the left side of the IPA-IPS class. They passed through 4 classes before turning left through the easternmost class and there was a corridor on the right side between the ranks of the southern classes.

At that time some students stood in front of the door of their respective classes and then someone asked.

"Now there are typing classes?" Ask Sofie. Heru from the IPA class so that Sofie gives a nod and feels proud because the practice of these subjects is exclusive in the IPS class only.

After passing through the corridor behind the ranks of the southern classes, there is an empty room and connected three classes and in the northern three classes that one of them is a typing laboratory.

Between the three rows of northern and southern classes is a roomy field of badminton and

the concrete field is used to play badminton. On the concrete floor there are already field lines and net poles, but at this time the net is not installed.

At times like this students have to be patient waiting their turn until all students from the previous class go outside. Sometimes when the time is over it is not necessarily possible

enter because there are some students who are responsible.

Around this place there are no trees to shelter. Although in front of the class shaded by a precarious roofed canopy, but the hot air still makes sultry. Some of the students ignored him and kept joking with friends. While the heat-resistant look for a more shady place in a stall that has many trees.

"Where is mBang?" Tanya Gungun saw Bambang go towards the stall.

"Buy batagor kuah," said Bambang, "at home did not have time to eat first."

Like that time Bambang took advantage of the time to go to the cafeteria which was located through an empty room

it was only 2 meters wide and just behind the section class row

south. But the so-called cafeteria was just a small stall belonging to the school guard family. The family of the school guards occupied a room behind the southern class. Beside the stall there is also a mosque in the form of a stage made of wood and boards as a prayer floor.

Gungun chose to stand in front of the laboratory alone while taking shelter with others.

At that moment Gungun heard Juhari, Maria, Ida and Alex talking about a movie.

"Have you seen Arie Hanggara?" Ask Ida.

"Not yet" said those asked. While Gungun was silent while opening his own diktat. He was lazy to talk because of this very hot weather.

"This film tells the true story ..."

"Udah know!" Sela Juhari's. "The newspapers have been shocked by the case of the death of an 8-year-old boy named Arie Hanggara due to the torture of his parents."

"The role of his father Arie was Deddy Mizwar .." Ida said. "Writer of the screenplay Arswendo ..."

"Well, if you play Deddy Mizward, you will be the winner of the FFI for the Male Lead Actor again!" Sela Alex's.

But at that moment the awaited ones finally arrived, one by one the students of the previous class out of the door of the laboratory. They hurried to go outside while talking about the task that was done earlier. Some people ask for material

what was it like? Then they get involved in asking questions. While Gungun came in with the others.

Now all the students are in and everyone is facing a portable typewriter that is about 10 inches long and can only be used to type folio-sized paper.

Ibu Sukma was very careful before starting the practice he noticed the attitude of sitting students. Everyone should put their feet on the floor and not the feet of the table. The body should be upright should not be seen there leaning against the bench! Even if there is a visible elbow of the hand before it actually forms a 45-degree angle and the finger of the hand is above the keyboard, the practice has not been ordered to begin.

Then after the last consideration he made sure all eyes to the right see the manuscript to be typed, then he allowed to start inserting a sheet of A4 size paper into the hut.

"Talking about chapter 4 can start!" Said Ibu Sukma.

Then Gungun held the paper with his left hand and right hand turned the rollers of the paper rollers. Once the paper is in the rollers, it pulls the paper-free button forward to flatten the top end with the bottom end of the paper and the left edge

the paper is parallel to zero by lowering the paper to the button

the paper rollers down, then the top end of the paper is just under the scale

mistars. Once the paper position is precise and not tilted, he returns the button

paper liberator.

Only then he and his friends who were ready to start copying the matter on the dictate placed on the left of the typewriter, when the ten fingers have been placed on the if-the machine bars according to the letter of their designation. One by one each fingertip is typing according to the guide on the diktat.

An example of a copied problem is a letter of offer of a company product to its customer companies.

Gungun felt when behind the typewriter as if he had become an office employee, especially when he saw Maria who always wore reading glasses, his style was like the secretary of the boss of a large company.

The sound of tight-knitting starts to be simple, and as soon as possible the sound of 'Ting', which tells the right edge to stay a few taps and that means having to start thinking about the correct strategy of decapitation.

Meanwhile, at the same time, Bu Sukma walked over to supervise the practice of his students. Typing practice

like this for Gungun is actually a tiring thing. If you type only one letter, it cannot be repaired or deleted. The placement of the typing must also be right exactly and calculated but also carefully, because if it is wrong then the typing that has been made will come here and there and become irregular. However, if someone makes a mistake, Ibu Sukma does not hesitate to help improve. Or if there is one

having trouble working on it, he helped re-explain how the machine worked. []