Hello,
I am alva, an ordinary girl who lives in ordinary world with flat life, and has
no special skill which may attract you. So here, I would bring you to my past,
to know deeper about who I am, and to learn how I can have such kind of flat
life.. So, what kind of story you wish from an ordinary girl? I guess you wish
nothing.
A
Little Bit Information
The story begins with the usual
narration just like in the fairy tale. Once upon a time, -not exactly once upon
a time, but September 18th 1993- in a really really small village in
a small town in the east of Central Java, there was born a little tiny baby who
was given name by her beloved parents as Alvanita. Yeaaaah that is my name . Oke, just let me keep telling the story of mine. So, that is the time when I
could see the world, and later on I would say how cruel this world is.
I live in a really small village, surrounded
by forest of pines. However, we can see many mountains and hills, such a beautiful sceneries I
could say. My father and mother also come from and live in the same village
where I live. My grandparents also come from and live in the same village with
me. So actually we are all, I mean my family are from the same village. How small my world is, right? and other relatives are also
in the same village, even, most of people in the village are my family. I have never been outside my town. Even I never explore
my town. I only know my village because I live there, I grow up there, and that
is the only place I know. My parents never take me to go a walk to other
regency. I only live in this small town which even I still don’t know the
regions. I only know the way from my home to my school, to bus station, and of
course to the square park . Other side?? I really don’t know because
I have never been there.
So this gonna be a little bit
information of me and my beloved family. Well, I don’t live in a rich family
who can get everything we want. We need a really hard work to fulfill our needs
in our daily life. I have one young brother. He is two years younger than me.
My parents don’t work in office. They only ordinary parents, but in my point of
view, they are the best parent. My father is a farmer, only a small farmer;
cultivate his own land in the village. Every day he goes to farmland, just to
find something that he can sell such as some fruits from his farm, or sometimes
if we really need a lot of money he will sell some of the big trees in the
farm. Oke, and then I will tell you about my
mother. My mother is a babysitter. She has got that job since I was in third
grade in elementary school. Since that time, I rarely met my mother, maybe only
twice a year, or even worse once two year. So at home, I live with my Father
and Brother since my mother always get job outside the town.
My
School; Elementary and High Schools
My schools, all of my schools, were not
the famous school. It was only an ordinary school but I was so happy because I
could study there and had a lot of friends. I would not tell a lot of my
elementary and junior high school. It was quite the same. I was only a stupid
student, lazy, and often got punishment because I didn’t finish my homework or
sometimes just because I could not understand what my teacher said. I was still
young, 4 years old, when I was in first grade of elementary school. Oh yeah,
one note, although I was not smart student, I used to get third rank in
elementary school. And in junior high school? I never got good rank since I
often had bad scores in math and science. The only subject I mastered were
Indonesian and English. Well, this was only a little bit information of my elementary
and junior high school. Let’s move on to the time I had passed national exam
and I had decide to go to High School.
Well,
actually I didn’t decide what school I had to choose, because I had no right
for it. It was kind of a tradition that I should follow my sister. Maybe I was
her follower. I had to go to the same school which my sister attended. And
yeah, I was gladly to do that because I had no idea of senior high school. So
then, I went to a high school in my town. It was located in
village too. Here I was not alone since most of my junior high school friends
were attended this school. I was so confident to study there. I felt that this
was not a strange place for me because I had a lot of friends, yet I had to
still adapt to the new condition and of course to the teachers. This was kind
of magic because I always got first rank in my class and I always got good
grades in most of my subjects, including math. It was weird since math was my
weakness and I never be able to count. Oke then, there was a time for me to
decide what department I had to choose for my future. Most of my friends took
Science class, and how about me? yeah, since I was first rank and had good
scores, so I was able to take science, social, and language. However, I
convinced myself to take Language program since I loved to learn language and
that was the only subject I mastered well. Well, I know most of people wondered
and surprised . My family got angry with me because of my
decision. They said it was not a good decision since language was well known as
“bad class”, full of rascals, and what I would be in future if I took language.
Well, I didn’t care of that. This was my decision. I just didn’t want to be
sister follower to take Science Class since I never loved Science. I knew
inside myself I loved learning language and culture. And that’s what I got in
language class.
How
Do I Get Here?
Yeahh
I know you are wondering now how I get here, studying English Literature in a
famous university, UGM.
So the story begun when I was in the first semester
of third grade’s Senior High School. I always dreamed to go to University, to
explore world, and other (seems) impossible things. That was so wonderful for
daydreaming, yet I often disappointed to realize that I could not go to
university. Fiuuh, then I imagined how pity my life would be if I could not go
to university. It meant that I would end up to work in other country as a worker
in factory, or maybe I would be a servant. I always cried when I thought of
that. My mother never allowed me to go to university because my parent would
never be able to afford the fee. Oke, I had to face this problem. I was so
hopeless and I always thought what I would do in the future.
One day, a miracle came to me. I had a brilliant
idea or I should say crazy idea. If my parent would not pay the fee, I would go
to university that would not ask me to pay fee. So, I went to internet cafe and
looked for scholarship information. At first, I tried to look some information
of studying abroad. Then I just forgot it since there were so many requirements
to be fulfilled and it still needed a lot of money. I was not sure my parent
would be glad to give me amount of money to study abroad since we only had
“limited” money for our daily life. Then I tried to be more rational, and I
tried to find scholarship in Indonesia. Finally, I could find one.
The first University (and the only one) was
Universitas Gadjah Mada. I chose this one for no special reason. That was the
only university on my mind, and I just thought I could fulfill all the
requirements. I chose English Literature as my major because this is the only
one I knew and I only had one choice. I applied for the scholarship. At first
it was called PBUTM. This was only for them who came from low-economy family;
they who could not afford collegee’s fees but had desire to study and had
achievement. Few months after that, I was so glad to know the result. Thanks God,
I was accepted. I never told my mom if I applied to study in university, but
when I was accepted I told her, and yeaaaah she was so angry with me. she was
so confused how to give me some money so that I could fulfill my daily life
since my scholarship was only for my college’s fees not including living cost.
Arghh yeah, here was another problem. I was still calm since my father,
brother, sister and relatives supported me to study there, however they also
were not able to help me to get living cost. Hopeless again…
“You
can do it if you believe you can” -
Napoleon Hill -
well I loved this quote so much and I applied it in
my life. I believed I could find a way. And yeaaaahh one day a miracle came
again. There was an announcement that PBUTM was changed to Bidik Misi, and those who got that scholarship would get living
cost too. Yeeeeeeeaaaaaahh, I was so happy to hear that. And I thanked to God
for the help to find me way. I told this to my family and they were so glad and
proud of me. And finally, my mom agreed to let me study here.
For (nearly) three years, I still can stand here,
studying English Literature as my major, and I still get scholarship. I still
can manage it as well as I can and thank God because I can get good scores,
although not be the best. Now I am here, I am still an innocent girl from a
village who now is wandering in a city, living in a new world, and adapting
with new society. Then now, I have to learn a lot of things because there are
still many dreams to reach.
So, that is my story. Kind of a long story, not too
long, to give you some images who I am, my past and a little bit my present.
This is a story to make you know deeper of myself that I am only a little
ordinary girl who has dreams. And My life? Yeaaah it is “flat” if you know what
I mean.
