Remember when the day July 21, 2009? I, you, you and we know each other first day of its entry into the door of the White Gray.
Fun, cheerful, laughter, tears, sorrow, love and hate. That day we started together. wading through all the problems of trivial events to critical. originated in a simple classroom, in the southern corner of the school; the transition from White Blue is still felt, ignorance, innocence and commonness in a mixed adult class. shock occurs not infrequently.
bilingual first semester, our class is characterized by separation of shifting our body 8. Yes, we were the tenants of the 16 pieces of empty seats. but it did not matter, yet we too could not be separated from the warm and blue together. first time when we hold the mandate and role in the Eleven Twelve. precisely as of January 31, 2011. that's when all the flavors we enjoy with breathing, perspiration and excited to stream already imprinted in the mind wading in Eleven Twelve. nan countless sweet and bitter memory was learning to organize a trip to accompany them.
came on the day January 14, 2012. piece of our journey in the bond release. emotion I felt, my friend ... :) true God who set up the scenario of our journey. so short a space inhabited measuring approximately 2x6 meters with two windows. therein recorded in the footsteps of our mission. "Make it with air-IPM as a field service Muhammadiyah Students," as the sound of jargon that we always cry in the souls who never gave up!
enough to where we are acting in a bond that in the twinkling of an eye. although apart from that the tasks ahead have been waiting for. UAS & UN. all efforts and prayers we say. appealed to the Supreme Essence of everything for our cause in the approval. always and always rolling time can not be ditampikkan from the flat state. valleys and hills we explore together. until the end of 19 April 2012; the fight ended in Sociology, Chemistry, Geography and Biology. Alhamdulillah ...
that we arrange for a new memory to release any sense of fatigue during UAS material ransacked, UP, & UN. Cibodas garden that we are headed. joy that radiates from the faces of the warrior civilization. no longer among us who do not bersapa, the moment finally came back to dialogue. impression seems bitter for almost 3 years has been destroyed and will never be visited again. road together, played together, ate together, joked together, there pose pose here. I am grateful to spend time alone together. maybe tomorrow we are no longer split between rural and urban, but the province though.
never mind ... just scribbles represent my love to you my impression in this ukhuwah. too bored if I write a long-term, especially with a series of words that are far from the word poet. this is the first stage of trying to develop my interest.
I'll always be waiting to hear of your success. inshaAllah tomorrow fragrant name was known as a doctor, midwife, teacher, bu teachers, musicians, politicians, professors, businessmen, technicians, officials, seniwan, artist, cleric, cleric, poet, psychologist, or any judge who wanted to set up a blue tent . aahh it be any hero in the family and the wider community ... we are THE STRONG PATRIOT! still wider places out there that have not we walk on .. ^ ^ V
mind to be sad because it may limit the distance that our togetherness. I just want to see you smiling gratefully ... :) :) :)
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