I am actually really torn about what I found in elementary public schools across Indonesia. Torn between sadness and laughter.
Once I was asked, in one of my English lessons, what paradise would look like for me
My answer was, and I still remember it until now,
“Paradise would look like a place filled with any book you could ever think of, any book you want to read, and you are free to read there as long as you want.”
Previously on Elementary Sweetheart:
I was in elementary school. Me and this boy had mutual feelings but he never had the courage to tell me in my face.
When he did, I rejected him, not nicely.
We ended up having an awkward friendship, due to the distance that separate us both.
The highlight of grade six was – of course – his confession.
It was once upon a Monday.
I stayed in the class as I hardly bought anything from the school canteen and always brought my own snack to school.
Having been injured on a tennis game the day before (yeah. he was such a jock), this crush of mine decided to stay in the class with me.
I think there was only the two of us in the class room, when he finally said the sentence to me. Continue reading
We got back in the same class in grade five.
As we see each other everyday, all day long, our ‘relationship’ did not go along well. He was too shy to talk to me in person and he kept on teasing me. We ended up having lots of fights all over again, just like when we were in grade one or two.
Further more, the thing that irritated me the most was the ‘wispher game’.
The truth was, no matter how cute the ‘whisper game’ could be, I eventually got tired of it.
The contemporary who had ‘wasted himself’ in advertising now had his own agency. He had recently been quoted in the paper as saying that he thought graduates weren’t worth the space.
“Give me a sixteen year old any day,” he had said.
“I am tired of these graduates who think they’re God’s gift because they can quote a bit of Plato.”
By the third grade, this ultimate enemy of mine was over his super heroes fantasy. But he could not stop teasing me about all sorts of stuff.
Now, I don’t remember any of the things he teased me about. The only thing that I remember was that we fought a whole lot.
And by that time, not only the elders (who were trying to separate us when we fought) that teased us but also our fellow friends.
In grade four, we were put in different classes, my ultimate enemy and I.
I think it’s funny that I don’t have any high school sweetheart.
You know, the person whom you fell in love with in high school.
Especially because one of my friends just told me a story about her brother who got married with his high school sweetheart and they now live happily ever after.
To tell you the truth, I haven’t been able to admit that I have fallen in love with any particular guy in my life. I haven’t.
But anyhow, please ignore my ‘love fact’ for a while, as I’m not writing about it now.
So, I have no high school sweetheart.
But I may have an elementary school sweetheart.