Sunday, 12 February 2017

To New Friendship & New Stories to Tell

Are you gonna join us for the fellowship later?” June 5th, 2016. 15:48:10 Eastern Indonesia Time.


This month remarks 7 months we have been together, No... Not tying the knot, not yet. We did not really know when we decide to walk through this journey; it just flowed that way.

7 months hasn’t gone as smooth as what our social medias told you. 7 months are really a roller coaster for us. Many times we thought that we could not make it through. Many times we wanted to give up; too tired. We are so tired of people trying to dig into the past while we live in the present and will continue to live to the future. I am tired, he is tired, and we are tired. Not a single day without shedding tears.

To Andris, I hope that what we are fighting for, worth every single of your time, energy, and everything in your life. 7 months, I learned so much. 7 months, my joy is boundless. Expectant and excited to see His plans unfold before my eyes for our journey together, this year and forever.

Cheers, to our new friendship and stories to tell.

Sunday, 14 August 2016

I Want To Be Half The Mother You Are


In wisdom God has made you. I admire you who have been through a lot and still keep your head up. You are a constant encouragement to me and I miss you everyday, mom. I thank God for you with so much love. Enjoy your dependence on God, and sing to Him as long as you live! Happiest birthday, my mom; my twin sister, my forever best friend. Sending my bear hugs and kisses from Papua :)


Forever in my heart,

Tuesday, 19 July 2016

On Hard Truth and Sneak Peak to Classroom's Theme

"When a toxic person can no longer control you, they will try to control how others see you. The misinformation will feel unfair, but stay above it, trusting that other people will eventually see the truth, just like you did." - Unknown


Wednesday, 22 June 2016

On PTI and Early Dismissal

The time has gone quickly. You might have been bored reading that phrase repeatedly on my blog. I mean, that is very true, isn’t it? I apologize for the long absence since the last post.


PTI or Papua Teachers Institute is held by SPH, Ibu Sue and Pak Darrel. They have been serving here in Papua since 2008. They kept coming back to train teachers and to work on our school’s curriculum in order to make sure that the school as a whole runs well. I guess, without them, we would be clueless. I am so amazed by how they put aside their comfort life in America and decided to come here and to serve. They paid for every penny this trip costs them themselves. You name it: tickets fees for two from America to Jakarta and then to Papua, back and forth. Not to mention books (they left us with some good books which, of course, they bought with their own money), teaching aids, and many more. But what caught my attention and froze me for a moment were the time they willingly spent and the knowledge they generously shared with us. I have to admit them as educational experts. They have been working in this field for decades in various parts of the world. And for a record, they worked for 14 years in Jakarta. Isn’t that amazing? And even after they were retired from formal educational institution, they did not just sit down and enjoy the beauty of Montana’s mountaineering scenery. Instead, they came here, to Papua, and blessed us with countless priceless knowledge. FYI, it costs not a small amount of money to keep yourself updated and developed as a teacher. And here we are, at our school, freely given such opportunity. All I needed were an enthusiastic spirit to learn and a stretched brain to think; not a single rupiah to pay. The thing that I complained a lot about last year now has turned into something that I cherish the most.


Looking back from last year, I found myself growing as a teacher. I tell you what. I learnt so much from both Pak Darrel and Ibu Sue. I was thinking that it was them who actually worked on my teaching and I just replaced them physically in front of the classroom when they were gone. As Pak Darrel also said after he observed my class, “You have grown so much. I am so surprised to see how much you and your students have improved in so many ways. Look at how much English you and your students use in the classroom. Look at your classroom’s atmosphere and everything. If I could find a phrase to describe it, then it will be ‘you crossed the Grand Canyon’ which means that you have made a huge improvement from October, 2015 up until now.”

A good teacher never stops once he/she gets compliments. Well, you can fly for a moment and celebrate your hard work, but do not forget to go back down to the ground.

Today is the last day for Ibu Sue and Pak Darrel to be at our school for this school academic year (2015/2016). I hope to see them again in the following school year. I still want to STEAL more from them, he he ;) To Ibu Sue and Pak Darrel, I can’t pay you for what you are doing here in Indonesia, especially in Papua; for everything that you have invested in the school and in me. I pray for you for a safe trip back home, and for physical strength for such a long flight, and for a joyful heart to be reunited with family again in America.

Today is the last day of PTI and I have finished making unit plans for Science and Social Studies. By the end of our time, we got the joy jar from Ibu Sue and Pak Darrel. What about some ice cream on a rainy day? Checked! ;)

Early dismissal too today, woohoo!

Thank you for bearing with me,

Saturday, 4 June 2016

Happy Birthday, Miracle!


“Kak, you are not defined by how fast you can solve algebra questions, joke, or finish your work. Be proud of yourself. Do not be anxious or worry too much that you have to explain everything to others and be as same as they are. Simply put, be yourself. Stop blaming yourself and stop apologizing to others. Do not let your anxiety shallows you alive, weighing you down. Insecure, incapable – there are no such words as those, because you are fearfully and wonderfully made. Hold on to that.”


Happy birthday, Pak! You have always been the sweetest one in the family, the one who always comes up with the weirdest jokes, and the one whose selfless dedication to our family remains my source of inspiration. Thank you for always be my pillars when the world is tumbling down. You’ve taught me to live out a life with vision. You’ve taught me to live selflessly for others. You’ve also taught me to live as Christ lives, to feel content because of Jesus, to forgive even when it hurts the most.. and on it goes.. I can never thank you enough. Wishing you many happy returns of the day and sending you many hugs and kisses from far away. Love you with all of my heart.

Psalm 139
13 For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother's womb.
14  I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
15  My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16  Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.


Rest assured,

Thursday, 2 June 2016

Daily Bread: Trust Him in Any Circumstances

Beyond the things we can do, God is at work too. He is always good. He can always be trusted—any wound, any circumstance, and situation.


Believe,



Thursday, 26 May 2016

Work News!

I have a tight schedule for the upcoming month. Do you remember when I told you that I wanted a peaceful, breathable birthday? I guess, instead of being peaceful, I am loaded with work. I have a plan already but I kept changing it because the schedules just do not fit any of my birthday plans. The tension of ending this school’s academic year is higher than ever! But I learn to be a peaceful teacher even in this scariest time of the year. I learn not to raise my voice tone, which will only cause me sore throat, ha! This academic year is almost overrrr. I cannot believe it that I have been a teacher for a year now.

Anyway, I am back to live in the teacher’s dorm last Monday and there is no greater feeling than to sleep on your own bed. Not that I did not enjoy my stay at Kak Mici’s house (yes, I stayed for around . . . two weeks?!), because I did. I felt lively as living in my parents’ house. The water was clean and everything was workable (except when the power was off for hours). However, when you left your house for that long, you know what will happen to it, right? Yes, I am not ready to clean everything all over again. Yet, I did it, at midnight with the help of one of the teachers who also live in the dormitory. Praise the Lord!

Another highlight for you people: I ride motorbike, eventually! I am quite impressed with myself. I finally get rid of the trauma after the accident months ago and now I even picked up people back and forth, day and night using motorbike through steep roads. I am now in the process of making the license, though. My heart skips a beat every time I remember that I ride illegally. Please pray so that the process will go smooth. And, I bought my one-way ticket back to hometown already; I am so excited to go to the best place in this world: HOME! J



I have only a week left with my first graders. I do not want to be separated with them. Too selfish, I know. But I guess, this is what you called a first-year-teacher-syndrome. Realizing it or not, you will end up favoring this one class. Even after years of teaching, you must be having one class that really touched you; the one you cannot really move on from. In my case, my first-year-as-a-teacher class right now. I called it my ‘surprise class’ because I got them without knowing their faces, names, backgrounds at all beforehand. My 17 amazing students are indeed surprising. They are surprisingly catching my heart, my attention and my time – my everything. There has not been a day passed without me being surprised in both good and bad ways. The process of us shaping each other is surprisingly fun. I enjoyed every single moment spent with them, even the ones when they were such a pain in the neck and the other way around. After all, perseverance overcomes hardships one step at a time and we’ve proved it.


Inhale and exhale slowly.

Finish strong,