Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

96. Teaching Learning

"Pak Ridwan today taught what class?"

Ask Mr. Teacher Didin, sixth grade guardian once the flag ceremony has been completed.

"Oh I teach fifth grade Mr. Din."

Answer Ridwan, please,

"Ooh, nggih."

Teacher Didin sleepy.

"Why Sir?"

Ridwan asked, back,

"Oh that, later I will try to discuss with Mr. Ridwan after school. Can't what?"

Ask Mr. Didin.

Ridwan briefly recalled whether he had an appointment after teaching, moments later...

"It's okay if for example we go to Mr. Ridwan's house, so maybe Mr. Ridwan has something to do, you can still do it."

Said Mr. Teacher Didin.

Ridwan who heard the end immediately nodded in agreement.

"Please sir, monggo kerso, if you want to come to our hut."

Said Ridwan,

Mr. Teacher Didin patted Ridwan on the back with a smile,

"Sir Master, this,"

The two then went to the Teacher's room and to their respective desks to prepare the material that they would teach the children.

"Fourth grade, ma'am?"

Ask Mr. Teacher Didin when passing Iis who was piling history books for the fourth grade on top of some other books that he would bring to class.

"Oh, Mr. Din."

Answer Iis.

Ridwan headed towards his desk, then sat down for a moment to prepare the materials as well.

Iis stood up from her seat, and prepared to teach in the fourth grade, she said,

"Since Master Iis taught, children have loved history lessons, when they used to be sleepy."

Master Hasan said from his seat.

"It's obvious, the guy she's beautiful."

Seloroh Bu Guru Windi fourth grade.

"Ouch... I'm sorry, excuse me. Excuse me."

Iis was nervous half to death, because the sloppings of Mr. Guru Hasan and Bu Guru Windi made the entire room of Master look at him, which included Ridwan.

"The same with Mr. Ridwan, the sixth grader said to me, if the new Teacher of Religion taught him clear and pleasant to hear when reading the Quran, it is different if the graduate pesantren."

Said Mr. Teacher Didin.

"Yo mestine, let alone the best graduate."

Timpal Master Windi again.

"Ah yo doesn't have to, depends on the boarding."

Mr. Guru Hasan looks sour.

"Aaah sirik this is Mr. Guru Hasan, hahaha..."

Madam Guru Windi who really likes no pleasantries to make the whole room so laugh, and Mr. Guru Hasan so add pairs of sour face.

Outside Master's room, Iis walked to the fourth grade which today is her schedule to teach there.

Aceh, a beautiful country, fertile and very rich. Not only rich in natural resources, but also rich in many pious people there.

Tok tok...

Iis knocked on the door of the fourth-grade room where the children were busy with their own activities.

Children's rituals are always so while waiting for the teacher to come fill the lesson in class.

Some are running around, some are chatting to his friend's desk, some are noisily toys, just splashy and chaotic.

"Assynoltom..."

Iis said hello,

"Goddessalam..."

The children in the fourth-grade room also saw their beloved Master immediately scattered to their respective benches while compactly answering greetings.

Iis smiled sweetly, then she entered the classroom.

The children followed Iis with their eyes until Iis arrived at the Teacher's desk in front of the class, put the textbooks there, then smiled looking at all the students.

"Kids, have you prayed yet?"

Ask Iis.

Of course, Iis had to ask that because she filled out the lesson in the first hour.

"Ibuuu Guruuuuuuu..."

Answer them equally.

"Alhamdulillah... Pinter."

Iis pointed two thumbs at the children.

When children do something good, we adults are obliged to give praise that will make them more motivated to continue doing it.

Provided, the praise does not need to be excessive, just for encouragement only. Excessive praise will make arrogant traits easy to grow, and in the age of children every trait will be easy to root, it is certainly not recommended and God does not like arrogant people.

"Said Mr. Guru Ridwan, when before going to school and when going to study in class and at home, we must read the prayer, because later during the study will be accompanied by the Angels of God."

Said Safiq, the class leader who is also the fourth class star.

Hearing that, Iis nodded.

"Pak Guru Ridwan is right, and you are smart and good children because you have obeyed what Guru taught. Know that one of the keys to useful knowledge is respect and obedience to Master."

Iis.

"Come on Guruuuuuu..."

Answer them compact.

Iis smiling,

"Alright, today according to the material we will learn about the Islamic kingdoms in the archipelago. Today's mother will start with the Sultanate of Aceh Darussalam which was the fifth largest Islamic empire in the world at the time. We will also discuss how extraordinary sultan named Sultan Iskandar Muda."

The word Iis opens up the subject matter.

Iis teaching style that is not rigid and seems to treat the students like their own children make children always like.

"Would you hear the story?"

Ask Iis.

"Mauuuu..."

Answer kids compact.

"Alhamdulillah, we as Muslims should be proud of this kingdom, the kingdom that stands on the earth Nusantara, an extraordinary Islamic kingdom, which is no less great than our brother kingdom of the country of the water demon, who is not less powerful, the Majapahit kingdom which used to be the majority of its adherents are Hindus and Buddhists, and the Srivijaya kingdom which the majority of its adherents are Buddhists."

Speak Iis,

Iis walking near the board, if the blackboard used to be black and to write it using chalk, then today the whiteboard and the stationery use markers. It must have been a lot safer.

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