The Story of Sigma Men
6. Flath Earths
Zahid....
He thrashed in front of Mr. Bambang who was sitting in his chair, so that he was put in class 2.D. Zahid patted the table. Not accepted for inclusion in class 2.A.
“I don't want to be in this class, Sir!”
“Nak, the names have been chosen. You must follow the school rules!”
“Pak, Uzlah will be bullied there. Poor him.”
“There is Mother Emilia and Class Chair. He'll be safe. Just relax.”
“Aghhrr... Mr. Bambang please. Move me there. Or move Uzlah here.”
“Zahid,” said Mr. Bambang calmly, “Sit in your seat there, Son. His name can no longer be changed.”
Then Zahid sulked and then left the class, until he leaned near the school gate. The school guard was astonished to see the little boy alone and frowned in annoyance. Zahid did not care about the reprimand of the school guards.
Until finally Emilia invited him to talk and seduced him to return to class. For less than a year, Emilia's mother knew how close Zahid and Uzlah were in first grade yesterday. He understood what Zahid was feeling right now.
“Let's ask Zahid to go to class 2.D,” woo Mother Emilia.
Zahid was surprised to be happy. “Nian bu?”
He nodded reverently. Face smiles.
Then Zahid ran and then entered the 2nd class.A and take the bag, then say goodbye to Mr. Bambang and go to class 2.D. Oh, sure enough Zahid chose to sit right next to his chair Uzlah, in the row of chairs in the middle.
Over the next year and plus another year during third grade, things remained the same, just as first grade had been, not much had changed. Uzlah always excels in every subject, except sports.
Counting fast, the value of the language is good, understand the problem of belief, the value of the moral is reflected in his attitude, adhere to the values of Pancasila as an implementation of every thing he learned when studying PPKN. Everything top.
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One morning in 4th grade.D IPA lessons.
“That is the explanation of the planets in the solar system,” concluded Ms. Fatimah.
Zahid raised his hand. “Bu!”
“Yes what's up, Zahid, anyone want to ask?”
“I want to protest, Mom. The explanation in the book was not updated. Pluto is not a planet.”
“Can Zahid explain why Pluto is not called a planet!”
Zahid stood up, before he scattered his gaze to the left and right sides, and then again watched Fatimah.
“First, Pluto is too small for a planet, only eighteen percent of the size of Earth. Both forces of gravity are weak, Mom, only 0.58, well the planet's minimum gravity is 3.7. Third, it is too far from the sun so it is not so visible.....
I also want to protest Mom's explanation at that time about heliocentrism. I'm more convinced that the center of the universe is Earth because our religious word is moon and the sun is in its orbit, so automatically geocentric theory is closer to the truth.”
Once upon a time fitting IPA lessons again.
Zahid asked, “Bu, why is it raining? Who set all that up?” On another occasion he also asked, “Why the two-wheeled bicycle can still move with balance, even though the wheels are only two. How can ya?” Never too, “Bu, how can a small seed like an inanimate object if placed in the ground and watered by water, can continue to grow roots and stems and then bear fruit, how can Bu?”
On another occasion Zahid also asked, “Why TV can turn on? HP too, how can we talk to people far away? Great yes.” Every teacher who receives questions and questions from Zahid makes them confused, why the little boy asked so many questions.
The Headmaster and some teachers called Zahid to enter the teacher room, then asked him to speak to find out his personality, mental condition and brain. This boy either has a problem or not.
But when viewed from the value of his report card during school, Zahid always entered the top ten, indeed the value of Mathematics and some other lessons are bad, but generally good grades.
Especially when the practice outside the field, such as running, football, basketball, badminton, swimming, cycling, anything related to psychomotor, all steady soul. Not artificial. No need to doubt.
Pas pengajara History, Zahid commented, “Indonesia was not colonized three hundred and fifty years. That is only the assumption of the Dutch to demean our nation. The reason since their entry here, the colonial government does not fully stand just like that.....
We keep fighting. We're still at war. We were colonized for decades. It was not all the territory of Indonesia managed one hundred percent controlled by the Dutch....
At the peak of the sixth grade at the Ibtidaiyah Madrasah, Zahid was so obsessed with things that were difficult to digest by students in general, the little boy was very open-minded and critical of science.
Once he spoke aloud about the earth being round or flat. Zahid strongly rejected the flath earth theory. He watched on one of the Youtube channels where the channel educated the problem that the earth is flat and often denied some scientists' thoughts.
Zahid discussed it in class, in front of teachers and students. “They said, what we are learning now is part of conspiracy theories. On the one hand, in my perspective there is a point, because we are always presented with lessons, theories, laws, definitions and anything that comes from the West....
As a result we forget the essence of religion. Yes, because too often studying IPA prioritizes ratio, eventually we often neglect to religion, yes it is a conspiracy. When discussing whether the earth is round or flat, it is clear that the round earth is much more scientifically proven and does not contradict the explanation of religion....
What makes no sense anymore is that the defenses they put forward are just excuses and not based on lengthy research. Once they wanted to see the stars in space there just by using Nikon's camera. Doesn't make sense....
The results of the images they get are dots with biased colors. Obviously the result will be like that. During the day on the highway, we will see on top of the car in front of us that there will be a light bias that makes as if our view becomes blurred.
It happens because the heat of the air burns the water in the air vapor so it is as if the air is broken and biased. Well while they want to see stars and planets with Nikon cameras during the day, it's a stupid thing because the images are bound to break apart and bias.”
Oh look, little Zahid is opening a scientific forum in his class. The teacher smiled in surprise to see this sixth-grade boy talking about science so loudly. There are no students this brave. No student has this kind of guts.
Because his mindset is different from other students, Zahid is often thought to be strange, autistic, and crazy. He often talks about the problems of the universe, formulas, ideology, adult thinking, the torture of the grave, the afterlife and other things that are rarely discussed by elementary school children.
Except Uzlah, he alone will accommodate all the scientific discussions. Uzlah was willing to spend hours with Zahid just to debate who is better between Newton or Einstein, between America and Russia, between Liberals and Communists.
While other children were still taking care of printed books, LKS, and national exams, Zahid and Uzlah had surpassed them all at a very young age. While the others were still playing latto-latto, the two discussed robots, artificial intelligence, and nuclear weapons.
Until the end of the sixth grade, Uzlah remained superior to any students, being the pride of the Headmaster and teachers, being the love of all students. Yes, the rigid little boy has intelligence and IQ above average.
As for Uzlah, the genius was precisely his own best friend. Her best friend who does not like the education system that is now applied. For Zahid all that will only imprison the student so that the student does not want to think broadly and critically.
For Zahid, the curriculum that is forced so that all students understand all the lessons will only make the students confined and there is no freedom to create. Therefore Zahid was the contrasting figure of all the disciples.
The genius figure is precisely Zahid even though until now Zahid never got the first rank, the charter of achievement or the race cup. Zahid is not happy to participate in the event of a race and any competition that is fighting for something.
For him it is not a way to be the best and not a way to get satisfaction. That's Zahid, his thinking is sometimes difficult to understand, his desire is also difficult to understand, even though he was very small.
During the division of the sixth grade report card of the second semester, all parents of students attended this event, as well as this event is a farewell to the students, releasing their MI period. Gratitude to Allah and gratitude are bestowed upon the teachers.
During these six years in each report card division, his father Zahid was always the guardian for Uzzlah. He considers Uzlah like his own son, loves him, educates him, and often fulfills all the needs of Uzlah.
Such a good-bye event. Parents of students sit neatly in the chairs that have been provided. On the stage lined with charters and trophies that will later be given to every outstanding student.
All events are completed. The teachers and staff who were under the event tent were smiling happily at their students. Meanwhile, the Headmaster will announce the three most accomplished students.
These three disciples were the highest grades when the examination. All grades from grade one to grade six are calculated all. And also seen from his behavior during these six years. The three students will automatically enter the State Junior High School Once Plus without a test.
After mentioning the two female students who were ranked second and third, the Headmaster then continued. He held the paper and put his mouth close to the mic. On the podium he spoke, “Uzlah, please go on stage. Congratulations to Uzzlah. Most accomplished student in Private Ibtidaiyyah Madrasah!”
All the teachers and school staff, then the parents, and all the students standing up paid their respects to this bright little boy. Zahid and his father smiled proudly, of course.
Uzzlah is on the podium. Uzlah downcast embarrassed. During school, only this time he was on stage and being watched by many people. It feels nervous to be in public. He lifted the trophy while looking at Zahid.
This afternoon Zahid's father drove Uzlah home to his contract in a car. Because he couldn't get in the hallway, so his car was parked next to an alley not far from the workshop. The three of them then went into the alley.
His father Zahid stopped by the bike shop. He presented this new bike because Uzlah managed to get a brilliant achievement. He also promised to meet all his school fees later.
“Father thank you very much,” he said while sitting in the cottage selling Bu Mirna.
“Sama-sama my son. SMP later must be more diligent in learning yes.”
“Ready, Father.”
Zahid hummed, “Let's race a bike, Uzlah!”
“Who is afraid?”
Everyone knows who will be the winner. Run, swim, PES, remember that.
In the evening Uzlah pensive. In Junior High, he may not be a school with Zahid.
