Elementary School, part I

Hello! 

I just read one of my elementary friend's blog, he wrote about his life as an elementary student, and it really brings back so much memories. To be honest, my elementary school life was probaby more exciting than High school, LOL.

I went to SD Yustia Puri, it was a very small private school. Unlike other schools, my school only had one class for each grade, and there were only few of us (students). This school was far from fancy, it was barely able to pay for the teachers. 

It wasn't my first school, I originally went to Tarakanita Elementary School, Tarakanita was honestly a much better school than Yustia Puri, but it was too far and I didn't really get along with the kids. So by the 3rd quarter my parents moved me to this tiny little school

When I first joined the class, there were about 32 students, but at the end only 21 of us stay together.

We went through so much  together! Everything from emonitional fights, groups, suicidal friends and even an angry man with a machete! 

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My school was really small, it didn't have any field for us to play sport. But, right beside my school there was a huge field that belong to the people who lived around there. So we always did our sport lesson there and everytime the break time came, we always played together in that field. We were just little kids, we did some mistakes such as throwing our trash around and making the field messy. There was a time when we were banned from the field and we had to do our sport lesson in our small parking lot. Since that time we learned and we tried to always keep the field clean. But, we weren't the only kids who play in that field, sometimes the kids from around also liked to play there. 

One day, we had PE, but our teacher was late so we played alone in the field, then all of the sudden there was this big bald man came so fast while shouting at us. He asked us to leave the field. As if the fact that he was wearing nothing but boxer didn't scare us enough, he came with a machete! Can you believe that?! He came while shouting and lifting his machete up to the air as if we were some kind of animals! We were really scared and so we instantly flied up from the field and hid in our class. It turned out that he saw so many plastic cups in the field and he thought it was our doing, when actually it was the other kids' doing! 

Too bad, my school didn't have enough power to do anything, so there wasn't any official action taken to that scary dangerous old man.

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There are so many other stories, I'll share more of them when I have the time!