The Ugly Duckling's

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Have you ever read "The Ugly Duckling"? An ugly duckling, you might think that it's just a fairy tale. Unfortunately, the fairy tale is real to me. Here's my story.

It's me, Cendrawati Sarah Wicaksono. My name is very good, but not with my face and body.

Is my mother wrong if I'm like this? Nah!

Dad's fault? Nah!

Am I going to blame my God? Of course not!

It's my fault if I can't be grateful for His gift.

My mother and father certainly gave their best to me, their only child.

Yeah, I'm an only child.

I'm Sarah, I'm 16, who's just about to set foot in High School. My hell life started at this point, because I went to a very popular school in my city.

My mother worked as a laundry worker, while my father worked as a builder.

Lucky for me, I have a family that is still complete with sincere affection.

My mother is just like Asian women in general, her skin is yellow and her face is typical Asian, beautiful sweet.

My father was just like Asian men in general, tall, brown skin with an average face. To me, my father is a super hero. He always tried hard to slam my bones for me.

Another is me who has a big body, brown skin, big eyes, hair like raging waves, and black lips.

Nothing made me sad until today, my first day at school.

"Allaaaa ... Break forgedaaatttt GRAK!!" shouted the older brother of the builder who was at that time leading the MOS.

The other brothers immediately checked our school.

They've turned me around many times. I don't look like any other student who looks clean, doesn't sweat and wears expensive accessories.

I also let out my typical smile that is very popular with the residents in my village, because I really like to greet them cheerfully.

But ...,

"Eh b**i, why are you smiling at me?" said one of the sister builders.

"It's so rotten, you've had a belly bath?" ask the others.

I understand, if I'm not like other lucky students with a good life.

All the students took a car, a motorbike or a shuttle, while I rode a bike that was a distance.

"Em .. sorry sis, I was doing morning exercise. Paddle as hard as home to here." I said with my special grin.

"Where is your house?" the chief builder asked.

"Woiii bubarin us first, hot nih. Ntar loe introgasi ampe dah tuh baw*i." said one of the new students who was in one of the rows.

"Eh, really, too."

"Ready grak! break up the street!" said the brother of the builder gave the order.

As I was about to turn towards the classroom, the big sister called me and asked me to stay.

"Sara? yeah, loe Sarah's name, right?" call him.

There must be someone who understands my name.

"Yes, my brother, it's me" I said, raising my hand high.

"Wuekkk." The other brother leaned over, pretending to vomit because he smelled a foul smell from my body.

"Let's get off your hands! spit!" said it.

"I'm sorry brother." I said and immediately checked my body odor. To me, there is no stinging smell.

"Loe's been reading belom school rules?" ask the coach.

"Udah brother." answered me

"Keep, why do you smell?"

"Well, I told you, sister, I went to school on a bike" I said while advancing my lips.

At that time I did not know the cruelty of the high-class world.

"No need to pony up your lips. Tabok cave just found out how loe feels!" snapped at the other builder's sister.

"This is yes, the rules here are fine:

1.No body odor, because body odor can interfere with the comfort of learning.

2.It should not be fat, because fat can ruin the view.

3.Can't ride a bike."

"Why?" tanyaku plain.

"Loe didn't see, where's the bike parking lot? mang Dadang aja use motor noh." explained the brother of the builder.

"Mang Dadang?" my many.

"Thank you, sister, but my name is Sarah not Sum." I said plainly.

"It's really stupid to be a child" he said.

"Udah, mending now you're in class". The chief builder.

The school is very spacious, walking around looking for classes is very tiring. Making the fat in my body melted back.

After 30 minutes of questioning and looking around, I just found out where my class is, class XA.

Tok ... tok ....

"Excuse me ma'am." I said.

The master lowered his glasses slightly, looking at me with an unpleasant gaze from top to bottom.

"You're a student here?" tanyakanya.

"Yes ma'am, I'm Sarah XA's student" I replied.

"Are you sure you didn't have the wrong class?" ask again.

I opened the acceptance letter of the new student from this school and read it again carefully.

"Yes ma'am right, it's class XA" I said as I showed her.

"From tomorrow, I don't want you to be late for whatever reason" said the teacher.

"Good ma'am." I replied by stepping into the classroom.

"And remember, to wear deodorant and dry clean clothes" he said again.

"Good ma'am." I said lethargic.

I got the front seat that the other kids must have avoided, but I was happy to get this place.

At least, I got my favorite spot, I said in my heart.

The meeting lasted only 30 minutes, because I was late.

All the children dispersed, only me and a beautiful but shy student sat behind me.

"Sorry, this is today's note if you want to borrow it" he said politely.

"Oh well, thank you." I smiled brightly.

"I'm Nia. Princess Maharania." she said introducing herself.

"I'm Sarah" I said, welcoming her handwriting.

Thank God, there are still people who want to be friends with me. My prayers of gratitude in my heart.

I also copied the notes from Nia, not much was recorded, only the schedule of the next 1 week and the name of our teacher is Ms. Ratna.

"Thank you Nia." I said as I returned the book.

"Together, I'll see you tomorrow." Nia said as she waved her hand.

It's still awkward to have new friends.

I stepped out of the classroom, then headed for the parking lot. I took my very antique bike, because it was the only one in this school. Hehehehe

I began to pedal my bike, to the house where I felt most comfortable.

"Sarah's home mom." My salutations.

"Go get changed, then have lunch" my mother shouted from the back of the house.

Mother is lifting clothes that are dry, then she will tidy it up.

I rushed into my room and changed clothes.

"Where is your school today?" ask mother.

"Good ma'am, the school is very gedeee. Sarah went to school there, Mom. The teacher's fine." I said lie.

"It's good that you're happy."

"Sarah promises to study diligently and become a successful person. Later, I don't have to bother working this way." I explained.

"Yes, the important thing is now that Sarah eats a lot. Here, I've been cooking Sarah's favorite jengkol." said the mother.

"Thank you ma'am." Answer me and eat well immediately.

Which woman would have a body like mine.

Ugly, fat, black, poor, onion smell.

Am I crying? most certainly.

Which child would not cry if he got such a humiliation? But it hurts my mother more to give birth to me when she hears someone sneering at me.

That's why I didn't tell my mother the insults I got today. I just pray that tomorrow will be better.