Paman Gober (Cycling Event)

My phone rang a couple times. Over and over again it rang annoyingly at my ears hole. I didn't know what I pressed on my phone, but I think I accidentally snoozed it. I covered my head with my pillows. There were a knock on my door. "Darling it's Saturday, don't you have this Paman Gober thing?" my mother shouted at my front door. OF COURSE! I panicked and tilt my head at the clock hanging on the wall. I didn't wear my glass though so I barely saw anything, but I can felt it that it was late. I ran into the bathroom, grabbed my sport outfits. I changed my clothes and went to my bedroom mirror. I scowled with frustration at myself in the mirror. My hair, it just won't behave. After a couple minutes, I finally controlled my own hair. My dad already loaded the bike into the trunk.     

I felt like there was a freights of train strangled at my body. Felt so heavy that for a while I consi- dered I did'nt want to go. I had a cup of milk as breakfast. I putted my shoes so fast until I realized I wore it oppositely I climbed into the backseat of my car. Fortunately, the road were all clear. I almost could count it with my fingers. I saw street lights passed me in blurred lines. I pulled my bag into my lap and unzip my bag, grabbed my iPhone. My headsets fitted perfectly at my ears hole. I played my favorite album currently, Empire Original Soundtrack. I laid on my back and let my body slid on the seat, stretched until my bones screamed.

"Darling, wake up! You don't wanna be late" my mom shook my hand. My eyes like a broken window, so hard to be opened. Yawned very hard and jumped off my car. Dad already got my bike out of the trunk. parked at road, ready to be driven by me. My father told me I had to wear my helmet, it was for my safety. I saw my friends passed by. I felt so stupid by even wore the helmet. When I was far enough for my parent to see, I pulled over and took off my ridiculous looking helmet on me. I rode my bike to Bali Field until my leg felt as strong as an iron. The crowd filled the field in an instant. Searched my friend in the crowd isn't really my style, so I just waited someone to came to me. Well that day could be the most exiting event or it could be the worst event. Well I decided it was an exiting, not most, event on my life.

At last I had my friends to tag along with. We entered the field. The ground were so muddy like a quick sand, sucked up my bike's tires. There was a couple of speeches from the school headmaster. Then the event was officially started. We hit the road and it was fun to do with my friends. I didn't know what street I was rode so I just followed the one in front of me. We've got separated into groups because there was this red lights and stuffs, so we just continue on our own seperate ways. I didn't really count the time, I think it was one hour later, we got back to Bali Field.

They had this amazing games that we could play. But I didn't really into it, so I just sat there watch these guys. For a while, there was a moment when it was really boring and I exhausted for even just watching. But finally we could get out at 11 o'clock sharp. So I just got out and go home.

Last Holiday

I saw city lights making a grid. I slid the window panel in my left. City lights gleam like thousand of fireflies flying around. The seatbelt sign turned on. Speaker above me made a sound. It was Captain's voice. Telling us to buckled up because we were going to land. I always think that the worst part is when we are landing. But actually the worst part is when the plane in mid air and there are storms everywhere. A hand pinched my right forearm, the flight attendant started to offer a candy to every passenger. I took the grape candy and ate it right away. The plane felt like it was going to fall. I held tight the armrests and closed my eyes. I felt a bumping sensation twice, it meant that the plane tires already touched the ground.

I opened my eyes, the plane moved by it's tires. The plane headed to the airport. Then we stopped at the airport but it was to far to the immigrant section. I grabbed my bag on the cabin and start to walked to the stairs. Step by step I went down trough the stairs. I tired lifting the bag, approximately 10 kg, when I went down stairs. I saw a mini bus parked. On the driver's window, there was a sign 'Jeddah'. My brother was so excited that he finally arrived. Well, I was more happy that I didn't crashed on that big plane. We were on the bus headed to immigrant section. We passed by a couple of planes. A yellow sign on the immigrant door shined and said "Welcome to King Abdul Aziz airport". We were off from the bus and checked in the immigrant. All officers in the airport checked the immigrant's passport, visa, and the yellow card. We had to wait in line for almost 3 hours because the immigrants were a lot more than the officers.

All the bags carried by our guide, while we changing into ihram clothes. On the way to Makkah, we pray. It was 2 hours on the road, so I slept. A sound woke me up. I rubbed my eyes and blinked for a couple times. There was a huge tower. It gleam in green color. Big clock at top of that tower. It's Grand Zam Zam clock tower. It was so beautiful with the moon above it. It was quite magical when I first saw it. Then I realized the sound was adzan. We quickly went into the lobby to get the room key from our guide. I was almost ran into the lift and pressed eleventh floor button rapidly. The door slid open widely and I walked so fast to my room. Me and my family quickly took prayer equipments, then headed into the lobby again. We gathered in the lobby, waiting for others to came down. All of us headed into Masjidil Haram, but it was too late to pray inside the mosque. So we prayed outside the mosque, on the balcony. Then we headed into dinning room to had a breakfast. Then we quickly again went inside the Masjidil Haram to do umroh. When I saw Kabah for the first time, I didn't know why, I just cried. I felt so close to Allah SWT. We walked in circle of the Kabah, it's called tawaf. We done this for 7 times. We were finally finished and started to sa'i. In sa'i we must walked 7 time from Safa to Marwah over and over again. If I sum the distance, it was 3.5 km. We stopped at Marwah and cut our hair called tahalul. After this serial umroh job finished, we had a free time for 2 days at Makkah. Well, we mostly prayed in Makkah. But we also shopped for merchandise and food. 2 days over, we checked out from hotel and headed to Madinah riding bus. It was 6 hours trip.

We stopped for a while in the rest area after 3 hours. Others went off the bus to bought food and went to toilet, well I was in the bus all the time. I saw outside the window, the ground covered by bright chocolate sands. Kurma trees stands like a street light. Sun shined in pale orange. But something was different. Then I knew it different because there were no clouds at all. That's why Saudi Arabia always hot and arid. We arrived in Madinah at 10.00 o'clock. We ate dinner on the first floor. Then we slept on our each rooms. The next morning me and my mom prayed in Masjidil Nabawi. This were our routines for 3 days at Madinah. But in Madinah, we shopped a lot more then in Makkah. Well the amazing part was on the second day. I remembered it was 8.30 o'clock the girls group went into Raudah, Rasulullah saw., Abu Bakar r.a., Umar bin Khattab r.a., tomb. It felt so amazing that I stood near into all of this great people. We prayed there then went back to hotel. We checked out from the hotel at the same time as we checked out at Makkah hotel. We rode on bus again, went back to Jeddah for 6 hours.

When we arrived at Jeddah, we first went into Balad market. We shopped there for an hour. We went into the hotel, ate dinner, then went into our room.We just stayed in Jeddah for one night. We had breakfast the next morning and prepared to go to the airport. We wait in the airport for 5 hours then we took off. Arrived at Jakarta the next day after 9 hours trip. Then went back to our hometown, Bandung. This is the most exciting, fun, yet magical to emotion and believes, holiday in my life.  

Fadhila's Biography

Her name is Fadhila Salsabila, but for simply you can called her Dhila. She's fifteen years old now, she was born at 11 April 1999 in Cirebon. She have one brother whose name is Raihan Fahrezi. He is third grader in elementary school now. She has just enter Senior High School. Now she's study in 3 Senior High School and she's tenth grader, same as me. Because thats one of the best school in her country and also mine, so for her its difficult for enter to that school and she must work really hard to get that. And at last when she can enter it, she feel very happy. 

Her class now is in 10 Science 7. Why she choose science? Thats because she wanna be a doctor someday. For the first time she stay in this school, she got a bit shock. Because before, she was in a long holiday but suddenly she must go to school and face so many homework and exam. Beside that She must can adaptation with her new environment and that very different environment from before. She have many new friend with many new characteristic. She have new teacher with they own characteristic that we have to understand it. 

The most different is the distance between her school and her home is so far. She spend 1,5 until 2 hours for arrive in her house and thats not a short time. especially if tomorrow she have 2 or 4 exam in a day, thats very wasting time. But now try to face all her problem and fix her bad habit. She try to solve her problem. Now we are getting stronger not getting weak. We have to through evry day without grumbling or complaint. We have to pass every day with smile and happiness bacause that make her calm and we can understand all the matery of all the lesson very well.

My Biography

My name is Hizrianisa Fadya, I also called Fadya, Nisa, Ni'i, and what ever you want to called me. I'm fifteen years old now and I'm so happy because it is near seventeen. I was born at 28 July 1999 in Bandung. I have two brothers. My first brother name is Hizrian Naufal. He is now studying at ITB and his major is Machine and Aero. My second brother name is Hizrian Al Farisi. He is now studying at Maranatha University and his major is Interior Design. And as for myself, I'm studying in 3 Senior High School and I'm tenth grader. It is quite difficult for me to enter to that school because I work really hard. It's school for only selected people.

Now, I'm in 10 Science 6. My class name is 'Salam Liberti'. I don't know why, my classmates are realy fun, active, and solid. I don't want to be separated away from them. I almost forgot, the reason why I'm in Science Class is because I wanna be a CEO in some technology company someday. 

I remember, the first day I studied in 3 Senior High School. I have so many assignment and examination from what I expected. It was a startling moment and from that day I always look daze all the time. I always adapt to new things that I can't expect. But all of the stress moment where I always feel dismal are gone when I chill out with my new friends with many new characteristic. I also meet many new teachers with their own characteristic. I find them interesting for most of it. 

I spend 1 hour on the road from my home to school. I go to school at 6.30 in the morning and if I late just for 5 minutes, I will be late for school. I always wake up at 3 in the morning just for studying until 5.30. Then I have to prepare my self to school. I never forget how heavy my bag is. It's like carrying 5 kg and I have to walk around with that. But all of the fight and struggle when I'm studying at 3 Senior High School is nothing but for my better future.