Reminiscing memories
This afternoon is one of those moments where I’m imagining of another place, either a place where I’ve been to or a place where I wished I would be.
It has been almost 17 years since my elementary school. But I had some unforgettable memories; most of them are nice ones.
SD gue mayan jauh dari tempat tinggal, kira2 2KM lah. Pake acara nyeberang hutan pula kalo mau motong jalan. Sementara kalo nggak motong jalan, jalan puternya lebih jauh lagiii…
Salah satu hal yang menyenangkan dari going to school those days was the forest I have to cross. It had a specifically very pleasant smell, somehow a mix between the smell of sweet soil and fresh grass. Apalagi kalo abis ujan… uuuuhhhhhhh… bisa tarik napas dalam berkali-kali disana.
The forest itself wasnot one of those gloomy-heavy rainforests you find in
Kalimantan
. In the middle of the forest there was a small creek parting it, with crisp cool water flowing, and the sound it made… it brought such a wonderful feeling. Passerby-s had to tip-toe to cross the creek, so not to wet their shoes too much. To add to its beauty, there were blue berries and many sort of wild forest flowers growing on the side of the creek.
But on very rare occasions, it does have its downsides. Suatu hari setelah hujan - sepulang sekolah, gue pulang ngelewatin hutan itu. But just before the creek, gue ngeliat sesuatu di tanah yang bergerak-gerak slithering. Aaaaaa… ada ular kecil hitam-putih (kaya tipi?) yang lagi merayap di tanah. Ick! Buru-buru ngeloncatin dia dan melanjutkan perjalanan. Eh kira-kira 200M dari batas hutan yang menuju rumah gue, gue ngeliat lagi sesuatu di rerumputan (rumput di bagian jalan hutan dibabat tipis, sementara yang nggak dipake sebagai jalan setapak agak tinggi gitu – kira-kira sepinggang anak SD). HUWAAAAAA… ternyata ular besaaarr (so it seemed at that time)!! Mana dia melintang nutupin jalan setapak yang harus gue lewatin lagi! Huh… Gimana dong? Mau lewat rerumputan yang lebih tinggi, takut makin banyak temannya yang berada disitu.
Akhirnya keputusan yang gue ambil adalah gue balik ke arah sekolahan dan took a detour lewat jalan puter yang mayan jauh. Udah gitu, pake acara ujan lagi pula! Nasib.. nasib…
Jaman keemasan gue, jaman SD. Dimana everything seemed to be burdenless. No stress, no hassle. Where my only fear was that my softball team doesn’t make it to the district level matches.
