The Story of Sigma Men
13. Postulancy
Six years they have been friends, in that time they learn, play and sell together. There are many things that they have been through and many new experiences and knowledge that they have gained. Many new people they know and they learn from those people.
Until finally they both really want to stay one class, one school, one dream, and one vision, always together. And until finally they dream of wanting to become 21st century scientists because of their high interest in science.
Until the ninth grade of the last semester, Uzlah was always in the first rank in each semester, no opponent for him. He mastered every subject given, such as Bahasa Indonesia, English and Arabic, Mathematics, IPA, IPS, PPKN, Art, Religion.
While Zahid the longer the value the worse. The longer he is increasingly uncomfortable with the learning curriculum that has been set by the Ministry and the Education Office. He still learns even though he is a bit lazy.
That is why most of its values fall except a little. Zahid had a strong interest in physics and often advanced to answer the problems of physics given but sometimes also often throw strange questions.
The math and biology are bad. And the most prominent are religion and sport. In addition, its value is at the standard of all. There is no accomplishment to be proud of. Zahid did not enter the top ten.
For nine years:
The cognitive aspect of Uzlah is superior.
The psychomotric aspect of Zahid is superior.
And the affective aspect is somewhat balanced.
After graduating Junior High School, Uzlah had the opportunity to enter State High School Once Plus without taking the test because the good grades are extraordinary. If not, he is free to choose High School or other country MA, whatever, free.
Uzlah will also get a scholarship while sitting in High School if it is a public school. But, all will be answered if Zahid passes the entrance test of State High School Once Plus. So Uzlah now can not decide.
“Learn there!” Uzlah orders while presenting a book try out public school tests. Thick is the book too. So for the next two weeks Zahid studied desperately in order to get into the best school.
But it's not that easy. His rivals are many because this is a top school. If you enter, it will certainly facilitate the next steps to take a much higher education.
The state campus will certainly glance at this school. The campus wants all intelligent, genius and outstanding students from this school to enter the campus. Yes, all of them are elected. Not just anyone.
For days Zahid struggled with school books and try out books. Now Uzlah is his mentor. This is the beauty of their friendship, do not feel patronizing when teaching and do not feel humbled when taught.
There are certain times that one must acknowledge one's strengths and must also learn from them. Why keep gensi? What is envy for? What is small hearted for? Why do you always feel that you can always be alone?
This afternoon it was time for the test announcement. Uzlah returned to visit Zahid's house. In the room, the two of them were in front of a laptop screen looking at the names of the graduating disciples.
Zahid looked worried. Of course he really hopes to graduate and remain in school with Uzlah again. And vice versa, many prayers that he gave to God so that his friend could pass.
For more than five minutes they continued to scroll the page, all the way down, and until finally Zahid's name wasn't there. The two of them repeated it twice but still did not exist.
“We try to look again once again,” said Uzlah seriously.
“Not necessary. My name is indeed not there,” reply Zahid while holding his head.
Yes, Zahid did not graduate. It's not about him not being able to study there, but not being able to go to school with his best friend. They will meet outside of school, outside of school.
What is sad is Uzlah. But he's trying to get Zahid. Do not let because not pass so more lazy. Do not let because not in public school so do not have achievements.
“Later I will enter private school, just like you,” Uzlah said calmly.
“Do not, Uzlah! You want to lower your achievements. You should stay in that One Plus State High School!”
“There will be no down performance, Zahid. What is the difference between public and private?”
“Ya is clearly different. Far.”
“That distinguishes it kittya.”
“I mean, it is not the school that completely shapes us, but instead we who change the school for the better?”
“That's right! For me it doesn't matter where we learn.”
“Seriously, Uzlah? So you want to study in private school?”
“Serious lah. No why.”
“But you won't get a scholarship like in public school.”
“I will continue to sell. If you can while looking for another job, which is from day to night.”
“Any adult this boy. Ha ha.”
“I just feel bad about your father, Zahid. What if he asks? What was his reaction about?”
“They didn't protest much. The important thing is that you keep learning always rank, finish.”
“Just later you're the one talking to me. Ceritain all. I'm fine if I don't get into a superior school.”
“Ready!”
This morning at Gaul Private High School.
A gentle breeze hit the leaves and grass, the remains of dew stuck to the roof of the school evaporated into the free air and mixed with the puff of motorbike smoke of the students who just parked his motorcycle.
The school security guard closed the fence because it was seven o'clock. All the students had already entered their respective classes, except for one, the student paddled his bike fiercely towards the school gate.
GAARR...
“Open, Sir!”
Satpam said, “Can't. Later wait for teacher BK to come here first.”
“I want to learn Sir.”
“Mistakenly why late.”
Zahid leaned around the school fence. The road ahead is crowded. But he doesn't care. Oh, his first day of school has been broken. The first day is too late.
Half an hour later, the fence was opened.
“Let's go to class!” teacher BK's orders. He wants to teach, so does not want to take care of this one way student.
“Good, Sir. Thanks.” Zahid went in and locked his bike on the fence, the inside of the school in the student parking lot of course.
With clothes and pants that were a bit messy because it was very rushed from home, Zahid waltzed casually into the classroom, without excuse, without seeing there was Pak Basuki who had sat quietly.
Zahid sat in the back seat and in the corner. All the students were present all but him this was the new nongol. Everyone was astonished to see this student.
Mr. Basuki took off his glasses, “That's the new one coming in. What's name?”
“I Zahid, Sir.”
“Oh, you apparently. You're not a class picket yet. Your schedule is today. Throw out the trash there!”
Zahid shuffled and took the trash box inside and outside the classroom, then threw all the garbage down, to the garbage cart not far from the toilet. Then Zahid went up again to the second floor and entered the classroom.
Mr. Basuki wrote three questions on the board. Actually, today has not learned normally, just introductions and distribution of lesson schedules, but because of upset with the actions of these recalcitrant students, then he offered a fairly difficult question, he said, a lesson for 12th graders.
Passing through the door, Zahid gasped for Mr. Basuki's deheman.
“Do about it!”
Yellow light has a wavelength of 660 x 10^-10 m, so what is the momentum of the photon of yellow energy?
Explain what Planck's Quantum Theory means!
Describe Einstein's two postulates of Relativity!
Some Zahid was watching the board. All the students witnessed the moment. Mr. Basuki was still watching this boy from top to bottom. Her clothes were not included. Tie's dropping in. Hair's messy. He shook his head in wonder.
“If you can't answer, you don't have to study today. Stand there in the middle of the field until noon!”
Zahid then took the marker and wrote down all the answers calmly.
Dic :
Wavelength \= 660 x 10^-10 m
h \= 6.6 x 10^-34 Js
Then
p \= h/
p \= 6.6 x 10^-34 :6.6 x 10^-7
p \= 10^-27 kg.m/s
According to Planck: Light is emitted as packets called photons and each photon has a Planck constant of 6.6 x 10^-34 Js
Formula: E \= h.f
First postulate: The laws of physics have the same form on all frames of inertial reference.
Second postulate: Light propagates space in a vacuum rapidly propagating c \= 3.10^8 m/s which does not depend on the speed of the light source or the observer.
Seeing clearly the answer from Zahid, Mr. Basuki shook his head again and said, “Please sit there in his place!”
