The Stupid Permit Letter

Chapter 29: Olympic Games

In a different place, Yasser has also followed a series of requirements to be able to enter the High School District, and he also passed the test to enter there.

First day of Yasser's school.

The Headmaster said welcome to all of them, and one of the discussions contained in the Headmaster's speech became Yasser's encouragement in learning.

“We each year there are olympic core lessons and sports, you can follow one of them, if you win in the inter-county olympics, you will be sent to Jakarta to follow the next olympic games,” Quotation of speech Headmaster.

Hearing the words of Jakarta, the spirit of Yasser excited.

(“I must try to find one of my outstanding talents, in order to meet you there,”) Yasser said inwardly excitedly.

Days change Yasser keeps trying to dig up his abilities.

“Ma, Yasser go tutoring first yes,” Pamit Yasser same Mama.

“Les what bang days weeks?” Ask her Mama to Yasser who was neat early in the morning, even though it was Sunday.

“Les Math Ma,” Yasser replied briefly.

Her mother did not ask anymore, her mother just followed her son's will, as long as it was good, it did not matter.

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“Later you guys try to do the problems that you have given this at home, do not forget, we teach every Sunday,” said the brother of the lecturer of Mathematics.

“Iya kak,” answer them all.

Yasser took the initiative himself following the lessons. He became very diligent in learning in all things.

“Hard times yes Math task, X2, Y2, root this it, dizzy me!” Yasser said to his other friends as they looked at the value of their given assignment of 65 and 80 at the most.

But effort does not betray results, as the saying goes.

Yasser looks more prominent in his mathematics compared to other friends in the class. So that the attention of the teacher of the lesson was also obtained.

“Yasser, try you ahead solve the problem on the board,”, said Miss Syaila to him.

“Good Ma'am,” answered.

“Udah Bu,” Continue for a while while handing the marker to Bu Syaila.

“True, try to explain how to do it!” Shaila's mother ordered Yasser.

Yasser explained well what he was doing to Miss Sila and her friends.

"Where can you understand?" Shaila asked the other students.

"Mom, you" they answered.

They were satisfied with Yasser's easy-to-understand explanation.

Yasser tried to improve his skills in Mathematics, but his mind sometimes refused, he had to repeat several times to be able to get the same answer with the answer book.

“Udah ah, just play ball first, bored learning continuously!” Yasser muttered to himself because he was to then go out of the house to the field with his motorbike, he had long since never been there, because all this time he was just busy to take additional lessons.

Once there no one played foot ball, only basketball players and badminton.

Yasser sat staring at those who were defending their respective teams, so as not to be knocked down by the opponent's attack.

“Do I focus on sports only?” Yasser asked himself.