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Deri pernah nulis blog tentang itu. Dan sekarang gw juga mo nulis ttg itu.

Hari ini gw n kelompok presentasi Biologi tentang penyakit2 yg nyerang sistem saraf. Untuk presentasi ini kita udah cari bahan di perpus dan dapet buanyak (thanks to buku terbitan KOMPAS ttg otak yang ditemuin Ajeng bak jarum di tumpukan jerami) dan gw juga cari lagi info ttg penyakit2 itu di ensiklopedi kedokteran yang ada di rumah.

Alhasil meningitis, cerebral palsy, microcephalus, hydrocephalus, alzheimer, disleksia, afasia, schizophrenia, parkinson, amnesia,dan bbrp mcm penyakit lagi udah melekat di otak gw. Informasi yang kelompok kita presentasiin itu lengkap. Segimana lengkap sih? Nih sedikit gambaran: Sebelum qta presentasi Bu Agatha sempet ngomong jg ttg meningitis dan penyebab yg dy sebut cuma 2 yaitu bakteri Mycobacterium tuberculosis n virus Haemophilus influenzae b., sedangkan di bahan presentasi qta tuh ada lagi bakteri meningococcus, virus campak, herpes simplex, dll. Lengkap deh. Dan sejujurnya gw cukup antusias mo presentasi karena gw paling suka mempresentasikan informasi yang lengkap seperti yg udh gw siapin utk presentasi tadi.

Tapi satu kalimat dari Nath setelah qta presentasi merusak semangat gw. "Td gw ngeliat, presentasi qta cm dapet 7,5.."

OMG.. harus pake apa gw jelasin betapa gw kecewa. Gw tau presentasi qta emang ga perfect lah, tapi hargai dikit dong informasi yang lengkap yg kita kasih.. ya ampun masa cuma 7,5?? cuma 0,25 di atas batas ketuntasan?!?!?! (Ngapaiiiiiinnnn coba gw susah2 nyari bahan kalo akhirnya cuma dapet 7,5?! mubazir banget deh waktu gw)

Nilai itu bener-bener mainan. Mainan yang ga asyik. Mainan yang semua peraturannya ditentuin si penilai alias guru, sehingga sebenernya si pemain alias murid cuma terperangkap dalam rat race: berusaha ngerjain tugas sebaik2nya tapi nilainya nanti ya turun dari langit. Kalo bagus syukur, jelek syukurin deh. Tapi meskipun ga menarik sama sekali, mainan jelek itu terpaksa dimainin anak2 sekolah n mahasiswa.

Dan sedikit out of topic, kebetean gw tadi bertambah karena abis presentasi ada ulangan mendadak dan si penilai ngasih instruksi ulangan dengan suara yang kaya setengah mo marah setengah mo nangis (apa coba?! ga jelas kenapa mo nangis).

Bete ah sama blognya friendster, abis log-in friendster harus klik update blog, klik update blog lagi, trus klik create new post baru bisa nulis apa yg pengen gw tulis.. boros bandwith! boros internet! boros waktu! boros klik! (loh :P)

Gw lebih demen sama yang cepet2.. sekali klik langsung beres.. dan mobile blogging adalah solusinya. (kayak iklan banget siiih :P)

Apa tuh mobile blogging? Dan ke mana blog gw bakal bermigrasi?

Jawabannya ada di: www.20six.co.uk/tanialog

Kalo udah pindahan mungkin gw akan nge-blog lebih sering soalnya hal yg gw sebelin (klak-klik banyak banget) udah ga ada

See u there..

(gw mo nyoba nulis pk b. inggris :P)

I have always been very critical about language. During my 8-year English course at The Eloquence, I had tried to correct many grammatical mistakes made by my teachers and friends. Ma’am Yanti, Sir Razi, and Ma’am Anneke were the last 3 teachers who taught me at The Eloquence, and I had been most critical when taught by them. I didn’t always succeed, though, since I do make mistakes occasionally.

When I was in the 2nd and 3rd grade of junior high school, I didn’t raise my hands (to protest, hehehe) very often because my English teacher at that time was a good one. She rarely made mistakes. And my Bahasa Indonesia teacher was superb! She is very critical about grammatical mistakes and very appreciative about literature.

But the situation was different once I entered high school. Though I admit Ma’am Wahyu is not a bad teacher, she frequently makes mistakes and clearly we have different opinions about what should be emphasized about language learning. So I protested and corrected her very often about so many things. Sometimes she has enough proof to turn me down, but the other times I provide well-supported arguments and she has to agree with me.

Lately I found many of her teachings not agreeable. So -again- I protested a lot and I became rather sceptical of her. I hardly put any attention in her class. I protested her way of scoring tests. I even began to feel some antipathy.

But it’s all cleared now. Actually this afternoon I still protested 3 or 4 times and my friend said her face was blushing (with shame or anger, I don’t know, but it was possible that she was angry to me). But I was afraid that my protests could lead to discomfort in our relationship (we had quite a good relationship before). So when she was handing out a paper for the class, I talked to her, and fortunately she replied friendly and we talked for a while about many things.

Now I guess I won’t be sceptical about her. She does make mistakes just like everybody else, including me, but she is aware of it and is willing to minimize it. From our talk I found out that she tried to check answers (to our tests) in her dictionary. From now on I will try to respect her like before.

The story above is not just about English or about my tendency to be critical about language or about my English teachers. There is more: I sometimes have trouble respecting people I think not respectable (e.g. a teacher that makes quite a lot of mistakes, or some boys from neighboring classes who don’t dress well and well.. I don’t really like their style ^^’). It is not hard for me to respect successful people, top-ranked student, multitalented student, or sociable friend. But if a person is not dressing well (not tidy), not much concerned about academic achievement (it’s OK not to be rank 1 or rank 10, but this is worse - I think they don’t care about school - well, it’s just my thought, though), and I have no idea of what special talent/talents she/he has (or she/he is a teacher but is not competent -according to me-), respecting him/her becomes a problem to me. And maybe this could make my relationship with him/her not going well (as what I experienced with my English teacher for a while before this afternoon). Even worse, sometimes I have trouble respecting my own father because he’s not really successful at work and.. (censored :P)! That’s bad, eh?

I’m not mature yet. I must keep learning and learning so I can respect everyone…

(btw, sori klo ada salah2 grammar, males nge-proofread nih, mo ngerjain hal lain)
nah, ini baru namanya ngeblog sekalian belajar bahasa inggris, hehe..

Skolah gw ini selain bikin kesel ternyata bisa bikin geli juga, hehe. Ceritanya kan waktu itu kelas gw cuma dihuni 14 orang gitu gara2 20 orang pergi latian pensi. Trus kan pelajaran jadi ga jelas berhubung guru males kalo nanti mesti ngulang2 ngajar lagi ke yang 20 orang itu. Jadi lucu deh..

1. pas pelajaran KWN waktu itu bener2 ga ada guru. 1 jam pelajaran penuh tanpa ada guru yg masuk ke kelas sama sekali!! wah langka banget tuh udah gitu banyak yg main bingo di papan tulis, trus pada ngobrol, ketawa2, n ngerjain hal2 GJ lainnya, hehe.

2. abis pelajaran KWN hari itu ada perwalian. Bu Lely-nya sih ada, tapi ga tau deh dy lagi sibuk ngapain, so kita sekelas disuruh gabung sama kelas 1B buat bikin… *jreng jreng jreng* *music on*
POM-POM <huahahahahahaha>
Jadi ceritanya pom-pom itu bakal dipake buat Tari Kerja Keras di pensi. oya gw inget waktu itu ada temen yg nanya ke papanya Bl**der, eh salah papanya Brenda (huehehe XP), "Pom-pomnya buat apa sih, Pak? Tari Kerja Keras ya?" trus papanya Brenda bilang, "Iya, mereka yang NARI, kita yang KERJA KERAS!" hehehe..
btw, pas bikin pom-pom itu sih kita sambil maen2 gitu deh, hehe.. (ini 1 jam pelajaran abis itu pulang)

3. bikin pom-pom lagi!! 2 jam pelajaran lagi!! hwaaa… udah mulai bete deh ‘ngelus-ngelus’ tali rafia ijo pake sikat kawat XD udah gitu ada Bu Susana yang sok jutek gitu gara2 kita setelah 1 jam pelajaran udah pada males ngerjain pom-pom so malah ngobrol2, hehe.. nyantai Bu.. peace
trus tapi gila juga yah, bikin pom-pom itu DEBU PLASTIKNYA BANYAK BANGET, sampe2 gw rada ga rela narik nafas soalnya takut plastiknya kehirup gitu.. trus gw bilang sama Na2 kalo gw janji bakal nyari tentang ‘efek debu plastik yg kehirup thd kesehatan’ di internet n nulis blog ttg itu.. udah gitu Na2 nagih!! jadi gw tulis deh ini blog XP

4. abis bikin pom-pom kan masih ada pelajaran b. inggris 1 jam, tau ga.. kita disuruh bikin komik bahasa inggris!! kejadian ini diwarnai dengan celetukan tanpa henti dari Ajeng, "Aduh gw ga bisa gambar nih.. gambar gw ancur nih.. hiks hiks.." (padahal gw juga ga bisa gambar tapi bodo amat hehe :P) udah gitu kasian juga sih si Ajeng, soalnya kan gara2 dy nyeletuk terus2an ky gitu kita jd pada penasaran pengen liat gambar dy itu kaya apa, trus waktu itu ada yang ngeliat pertama kali, lupa siapa.. trus dia pasang tampang kaget banget trus ngomong keras2, "Huaaaah???" gitu, abis itu si Ajeng pasang muka seperti biasa (wah mukanya si Ajeng mah ga bisa diungkapkan dengan kata2, huahaha.. Na2 jangan bilang2 Ajeng yah XDD ~ eh tp kyny dy udah nyadar kali XP)

yup, sekian laporan koresponden Tania dari Santa Ursula BSD. Silakan, rekan Nana… XP