By Ranti Muthmainnah
(17391/NK2-10)
Everyone
has an unforgettable memory during childhood. I have some unforgettable
memories during my childhood, but the most unforgettable is when I was in the
first year at elementary school. I think for almost everyone it was one of an
interesting day in the life, went to school where there is no mom, no dad, no
brothers and sisters are with you. You felt afraid because it was a new
environment with new people around you.
At
that time, for me, going to school was like going to hell. Why? I didn’t want
to far from my lovely mom. I wanted to be with her for a whole day.
“I don’t want to go to school, mom. I’m afraid mom.
I don’t like going to school!” I said.
“Don’t worry, my sweetie. You’ll enjoy your school
day. You’ll have so many friends there.” Mom tried to encourage me.
“But, mom………….”
“No excuse for now. It’s your second chance.”
Second
chance? Yeah, that was my second chance
to go to elementary school. I had gone to elementary school the year before.
That was just for a day. Oops, not, just for three hours. I still remember well
that story till now, an event that I always regret till now. I didn’t go to
kindergarten for my parents were busy. No one will wait for me when I was at
kindergarten. We had a babysitter actually, but mom didn’t believe her. Mom was
afraid if that babysitter couldn’t handle me well.
Mom said, “I can’t leave my daughter with that
babysitter. I’m sure that she can’t handle my daughter well when I’m far from
my sweetie. When my daughter is crying, no one can stop her doing it. She can
cry for five hours! I’m afraid if that babysitter will be crazy for my daughter
can’t stop crying, then she will leave my daughter. It’s better to let my
daughter to go to the same elementary school where I teach there even thought
she is still five years old. I will not be so worry about her anymore.”
What happened at that
school? I went to that school with mom. I was so happy and smiled. There were a
new bag, nice uniform, pencil, books, and beautiful shoes. That was Monday, so
I followed a flag ceremony. I stood with other students on a yard under the hot
sun light that made me so dizzy. I was like a melted ice cream, so hot. But,
something wrong happened. I didn’t see my mom. I started worrying. I was
crying.
“Why are you crying?” someone who stood next to me
ask me.
“I can’t see my mom. She must have left me alone
here.” I was crying.
“Who is your mom? Why is she here? My mom is not
here.” She asked me.
“She is a teacher here.” I answered.
“Really? Who is her name?”
“Name? I don’t know.”
“What? How come you don’t know her name?” She was
surprised.
“My mom said that I will get a big sin if I say her
name, it’s rude. So, I will not say her name to you.”
“Hahahahha, stupid kid you are!” She laughed.
What
happened next? I was crying as loud as I can in front of a classroom after that
ceremony!
“ Moooooooooom!!
Where are you?? Don’t leave me alone. Mom, I don’t like all of people
here.”
Then, mom was coming.
“ What’s wrong my sweetie? All of them are nice. No
need to worry. I can’t always be with you. I have a class now. Look, that
teacher is so nice and your classmates are friendly.”
I saw them all and they were smile at me.
“Come in, sweetie.” That teacher said.
No matter how hard they have tried to encourage me,
I was still crying and didn’t want to study. I do hate school at that time.
Finally, my mom gave up! No school for me. Hahaha
“Hey…..! Daydreaming heh?” Suddenly mom shakes me.
I just kept in silent. She brought me back to real
life again.
“You must thinking about last year, right?” Mom
laughed.
“Yes mom.”
“Everything is going to be okay. We have to go now,
we are almost late.”
Finally, I agreed to go to school.
There were so many
strangers there. I felt so afraid and nervous for I didn’t know them all. It
was so crowded. Then, my mom left me alone because she had to work. I was
lonely at that new place, my first day at school.
Suddenly…..
“Hey…………..! Day
dreaming heh??? Hahahaha “. She pinched me and ran then.
I was surprised. She
wore the same uniform like me. I guess she must be a new student, too, just
like me. She was so annoying. Then, I cried. But, no one care about me. Because
they ignored me, I stop crying then. I thought that crying will be useless,
just wasting my energy, when no one cared about me.
Then, the class
started. Our first lesson was about introducing ourselves. I was surprised when
I saw a girl who had pinched me. She was my classmate. Her name is Riri and it
was her second time in the first grade. She didn’t have ability to read and
count well, so she was still at that class for the second time. Our teacher
name is Buk Ana. She is old and mom said that she was also her teacher in the
elementary school. Buk Ana wasn’t
friendly for she didn’t smile at us.
She said,” Be a good kid. Don’t be naughty because I
don’t like naughty kids”.
I was so afraid and scared. For me, she looked like
a monster.
“Be careful with Buk Ana. She often got angry. She
likes to pinch the students.” Riri whispered to me.
So, from the first day I could conclude that “school
was a hell with some monsters over there”. I got stressed and dizzy.
Time was over. Mom came to pick me up with her big
smile. I wanted to tell her about my teacher, but when I saw her smile I
couldn’t tell it. I didn’t want that beautiful smile will disappear from her
happy face.
“How was your school? Did you enjoy it?” She asked
me with her happy face.
“Yeah, mom. I like all, the teacher and my
classmates. They are nice and friendly.” I lied to her.
“Oh, good sweetie. I’m happy to hear that.” She looked
so happy.
I went to school for the next day and so on. I
always said to mom that all was well. Buk Ana often got angry at me because I
was so late in writing. I was late in writing because I was afraid if she doesn’t
like my handwriting, so I tried to write as well as I can.
“Hey, Ranti. What happened to you? Why are you so
late in writing? Your friends have done it an hour ago. Hurry up! Don’t you
want to go home? Time is almost over.” She said.
I
did the same thing almost every day, late in writing. I really saw that teacher
as a monster, a big monster. One day, when I was writing I saw my classmate who
sat next to me wet her pants! Oh my god. I saw her urine under her chair. But,
no one realized it, just me and her of course. Then, I got closer to her.
“Hey, Dira. What are you doing?” I whispered.
“I’m writing, what else? You can see it”. She
answered.
“I know that. But, I mean the water under your chair.”
Then I look down and point it out. She was
surprised.
“That’s my drink.” She was afraid.
“Your drink? But you never bring a bottle of mineral
water to school because your home is near from this school. Don’t lie, Dira.
You wet your pants.” I laughed at her.
“Ssssst, Keep it in hush. I’m so afraid to go
outside because of Buk Ana. I’m afraid if she won’t allow me to go toilet. Please
don’t tell anyone about it, just you and I who know it. Promise?” She asked me
to promise.
“Okay”. I promised.
I was thinking, “Why she did so? It’s easy to go to
toilet. You just need to raise your hand and say to the teacher that you want
to go to toilet. She will allow you to go then. Stupid she is.”
Then, I kept writing. For about next half hour, I
wanted to pee. I couldn’t hold it anymore. But, I was so afraid to tell to Buk
Ana that I wanted to go toilet.
Dira looked at me and whispered,” What happened? You
seem so worry.”
I answered,” I want to go to toilet, but I’m afraid.
What should I do?”
She said,” Do just what I did, wet your pants. There
is no other way. That monster won’t allow you to go to toilet. Don’t worry, I
won’t tell anyone about it.”
I was so confused. Finally, I decided to wet my
pants just like what Dira had done.
When time was up, I let my classmates went outside
first. I didn’t want they know about my “embarrassing pee”. I hide my wet skirt
with my bag, so no one knew it.
Time passed. I wasn’t late in writing anymore. I was the smartest
student in that classroom because I studied regularly at home. Everything was
well, no need to worry anymore. I was so happy because I had so many friends
and they all loved me as their friends.
One day, when I was in math exam, I
felt something wrong with my stomach. But, I ignored that feeling. Suddenly, I
felt I want to pup. I couldn’t focus on my exam. There were still some
questions that I had to answer. If I went to toilet, I wouldn’t have enough
time for my exam. I tried to hold it. I could hold it for fifteen minutes. So,
what happened next? Can you guess? I wet
my pants (again) and it was worse than before, pup.
No one knew it, but Riri, the girl who pinched me on
my first day at school, was suspicious at me.
“Hey, Ranti must have pup for her smell like pup.
She wet her pants.” She yelled after the class was over.
I said, “ No! I didn’t do it. She lies. Never ever
trust her, guys. She is a naughty student.”
I was so afraid at that time. I didn’t want all of
them know it. Fortunately, no one believed in Riri. What a relief! Hahaha
That was my last time to wet my pants. I didn’t do
that embarrassing moment anymore.
When I was at third grade, my brother was at first
grade. He was talkative.
But, I was surprised when Buk Ana came to my
classroom.
“Ranti, come here. Your brother wet his pants, I
mean pup. You have to clean that mess.” She said in front of my classmates.
I was crying at that time. All of my classmate calm
me down, except Riri and a boy, Preddy.
Riri laughed, “ hahhaha, Oh my god! Like sister like
brother. He did what his sister had done!”
“Pup, pup, pup, pup. You pup and your brother pup.
Pity you two! hahahha” Preddy yelled at me.
I ignored both of them. I didn’t know what I should
do. I couldn’t clean that mess, disgusting. Suddenly, my aunty came. She said
that she wanted to pick my brother up because my mom was busy, but she came
earlier for seeing my brother while studying. Finally, she cleaned that mess.
We love our aunty so much!
Next, when I was in the fifth grade, there was a
surprising moment happened. It wasn’t about me and my brother anymore. It was
about Preddy, a boy who yelled and laughed at me when my brother wet his pants.
What happened? Her brother who was at first grade did pup! He cleaned that mess
lonely. Poor boy! Hahaha
I smiled and said, “ Now you can feel what I felt
last two years.”
He answered, “ Sorry, Ranti.”