PLASA dan hubungan antar-manusia
Tentang PLASA, dan kelompok gw. I'm too tired to even think about it, let alone to repeat the story to people. A little background for other people who may be reading. PLASA adalah kegiatan taunan sekolah gw, di mana siswa pergi ke daerah pedesaan to conduct a research.
Satu, emang dari awal I'm not friends with anak-anak di kelompok gw. Dari tiga orang, gw hanya nyaman sama satu dari mereka. Waktu proposalnya dibuat, gw lagi di Sukabumi for my father's birthday, jadi I left it all to them. Gw baru liat tuh proposal penelitian setelah dikumpulin, setelah diliat guru, jangan-jangan setelah dinilai.
*Buzz number one* Bahasa Indonesianya parah. What's so hard about distinguishing kata kerja dan kata tempat? Dengan kata kerja, di-nya (dikerjakan) disambung; kata tempat, di-nya dipisah (di kantor) - as easy as that. And there's no such word as "memanajemenkan". Okelah, kesalahan pemula (let alone they've used the language for at least 15 years, tapi pengajaran Bahasa Indonesia emang nggak efektif). Masalahnya tata bahasanya juga dinilai.
Terus we were informed bahwa ada kegiatan namanya Bakti Sosial, berbentuk kunjungan ke SD setempat, terus kita dikasih spot waktu 3 jam sama anak-anak ini, boleh ngapain aja. Merasa bersalah nggak membantu banyak pas pembuatan proposal penelitian, gw mengajukan diri bikin proposal bakti sosial ini. Mereka bilang mau bikin origami. Okay, gw cari cerita yang ada burung bangau-nya, jadi bisa mendongeng sambil bikin origami, blabla, menggambar, makan bersama, simple things I did when I was 7. Disarankan kita bawa bingkisan buat tuh anak-anak, kalo ada game, ini bisa jadi hadiah. Karena gw yang bikin proposal, the others did the shopping.
*Buzz number two* You know how much they spent? Approximately Rp 450.000. Berarti each person has to pay about Rp 120.000. Okelah, anak yang bisa sekolah di sekolah gw yang katanya borjuis itu pasti bisa dapet uang segitu hanya dengan ngomong ke orang tuanya, tapi kan itu tetep uang! How insensitive of them. And the things they bought? Not worth it. Mereka beli 30 buku mewarnai, 30 packs origami paper, 30 snacks, 30 susu bubuk. Why susu bubuk? I guess they've forgotten how it was when they were 7 years-old. We liked practical things. Not susu bubuk yang perlu air panas dulu, dan nggak bisa diminum di tempat. Dan 30 packs origami paper? Why? Satu anak hanya perlu 5 lembar at most, dan malah ngajarin kreativitas kalo kita potong sendiri kertas dari majalah atau kertas bekas. Padahal masing-masing anak udah harus bayar iuran bakti sosial Rp 50.000 ke sekolah.
This sounds ridiculous, tapi somehow for me it matters. Money matters. Masalah yang pertama emang sepele, tapi itu bikin gw merasa gw harus pegang kontrol in everything, lest something like that happen again. Apalagi yang kedua, yang lebih sensitif. Why, why, why? When I told my mom, she meant well when she said, "that's life, things like that happens all the time at work". Jadi kita semua dituntut jadi control-freaks, gitu?
The bitter thing I've been holding back from saying adalah, it'll be much easier to do it with friends who think the same. Who are mature. I'm tired of this. Angkatan 12 can be fun, but they'll never be like their seniors, angkatan 11. They're so childish. Angkatan 11 are filled with fun-loving people, but they're also responsible (haha, at least untuk hal-hal penting) dan nggak keberatan being a little creative for the sake of practicality. Love you.
Satu, emang dari awal I'm not friends with anak-anak di kelompok gw. Dari tiga orang, gw hanya nyaman sama satu dari mereka. Waktu proposalnya dibuat, gw lagi di Sukabumi for my father's birthday, jadi I left it all to them. Gw baru liat tuh proposal penelitian setelah dikumpulin, setelah diliat guru, jangan-jangan setelah dinilai.
*Buzz number one* Bahasa Indonesianya parah. What's so hard about distinguishing kata kerja dan kata tempat? Dengan kata kerja, di-nya (dikerjakan) disambung; kata tempat, di-nya dipisah (di kantor) - as easy as that. And there's no such word as "memanajemenkan". Okelah, kesalahan pemula (let alone they've used the language for at least 15 years, tapi pengajaran Bahasa Indonesia emang nggak efektif). Masalahnya tata bahasanya juga dinilai.
Terus we were informed bahwa ada kegiatan namanya Bakti Sosial, berbentuk kunjungan ke SD setempat, terus kita dikasih spot waktu 3 jam sama anak-anak ini, boleh ngapain aja. Merasa bersalah nggak membantu banyak pas pembuatan proposal penelitian, gw mengajukan diri bikin proposal bakti sosial ini. Mereka bilang mau bikin origami. Okay, gw cari cerita yang ada burung bangau-nya, jadi bisa mendongeng sambil bikin origami, blabla, menggambar, makan bersama, simple things I did when I was 7. Disarankan kita bawa bingkisan buat tuh anak-anak, kalo ada game, ini bisa jadi hadiah. Karena gw yang bikin proposal, the others did the shopping.
*Buzz number two* You know how much they spent? Approximately Rp 450.000. Berarti each person has to pay about Rp 120.000. Okelah, anak yang bisa sekolah di sekolah gw yang katanya borjuis itu pasti bisa dapet uang segitu hanya dengan ngomong ke orang tuanya, tapi kan itu tetep uang! How insensitive of them. And the things they bought? Not worth it. Mereka beli 30 buku mewarnai, 30 packs origami paper, 30 snacks, 30 susu bubuk. Why susu bubuk? I guess they've forgotten how it was when they were 7 years-old. We liked practical things. Not susu bubuk yang perlu air panas dulu, dan nggak bisa diminum di tempat. Dan 30 packs origami paper? Why? Satu anak hanya perlu 5 lembar at most, dan malah ngajarin kreativitas kalo kita potong sendiri kertas dari majalah atau kertas bekas. Padahal masing-masing anak udah harus bayar iuran bakti sosial Rp 50.000 ke sekolah.
This sounds ridiculous, tapi somehow for me it matters. Money matters. Masalah yang pertama emang sepele, tapi itu bikin gw merasa gw harus pegang kontrol in everything, lest something like that happen again. Apalagi yang kedua, yang lebih sensitif. Why, why, why? When I told my mom, she meant well when she said, "that's life, things like that happens all the time at work". Jadi kita semua dituntut jadi control-freaks, gitu?
The bitter thing I've been holding back from saying adalah, it'll be much easier to do it with friends who think the same. Who are mature. I'm tired of this. Angkatan 12 can be fun, but they'll never be like their seniors, angkatan 11. They're so childish. Angkatan 11 are filled with fun-loving people, but they're also responsible (haha, at least untuk hal-hal penting) dan nggak keberatan being a little creative for the sake of practicality. Love you.