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Polo Family
Polo Family
In the 2009-2010 academic years, I entered into 8B class. Many of my seventh grade friends were in the other classes. We were separated one by one, even though there were some of my 7C friends still be my classmate in 8B class. It was a new class for me. We started to know each other, introduced ourselves. Ms. Adhy was my homeroom teacher. She was very talented in art. She was also an architect. Every morning, we started our school with reading our bible, sharing about our problems. Every Wednesday, we had devotion. Every class has to cooperate and serve this devotion based on the fix Gloria school’s schedule. I had a very perfect class.
Eight.b's homeroom teacher |
There were 19 students in our class; it contained 7 girls and 12 boys. This class was full of boys. Eight B students and Ms. Rina chose our friends Samuel Santoso to be our second semester chairman and William Johnson to be our vice chairman of our class. Some boys were very talkative. Every time, we were noisy at class, Sam always shouted loudly so we could keep quietly during the lesson. In my class, the boys were more hyperactive than the girls. It was really funny. Hahaha.. Some boys were very under controlled. They acted as like as what they wanted to do and never think of anybody else. Because of that, many teachers complained about my class, because my class was the noisiest class in level 8.
Why my class was called as Polo family? I wanted to tell you about the history of Polo family. One day, it was Thursday and there was an economic subject after the Geography. Usually, we had the Economic before the second recess, so our teaching and learning time won’t be cut by the recess. And at that time, the teachers inform us to skip the second recess; so that the boys were not in the mood. Then they did as like as they want. The boys were always busy in talking. While that, I didn’t know what they were talking about. Actually, they were talking about the history of Marco Polo and writing down on the paper. Until the teacher, Miss. Vicka, knew and took the paper. However, they still kept talking of Polo. Marco Polo likes adventure, so the boys informed us to be named to our class with POLO Family.
8B VS 7B - go back to door |
Ms. Adhy taught us how to draw and imagine what you wanted to draw. Every student who had their birthday, Ms. Adhy would give them a Silver Queen chocolate. But it was ended by the first semester. She had to leave us, because she had to move to her new house to the west area. She wasn’t teaching us anymore, she would be an architect. We were very sad. We have our last Christmas Celebration 2009 with Ms. Adhy. We ate together and watched Madagascar movie at school. The last day, she said goodbye to us. But, we could contact to her. She said that we shouldn’t be sad and crying, because she would always contact us and never forget our POLO Family class.
Ms. Chatarina Rinanti |
I learnt many things about Jesus, education, and also music that taught by Mr. Dicky. We were Polo Family, which always supported each other. It was our courage. On the end of June, the school education had over. It was the time to know my study report during the second grade. And I was the one of the five best students in my class, who got good mark in every subject. I really thanked to God that I could pass it on without any bad mark from the twelve subjects. I had my school holiday starting on 15th of June up to 13th of July 2010. While the time had passed so fast until we went to the next grade. We were separated each other. There were three classes for the last grade in junior high school. And we still made a small reunion. We had our first reunion on 30th of July 2010 at classroom. We met each other and shared about our new class. I had many experiences in my life with my POLO family and I would always love POLO family. Eight B was the best class in my life ever after! Because of the 8 grade, I had learnt many things from my homeroom teacher and my classmates. And POLO family would always be forever and ever; staying deeply in my soul.