A HUNGRY DAY

It was on June 9, 2010 when I underwent the saddest day of the month. In the morning, before going to my office, I told my wife if she had money for those lovely kids. She replied no shaking her head. Though she still could smile at me hoping I would be okay.I ate no food at that time. It was even worse day. In fact, I had no enough gas in my motorbike. It’s just enough to go to my office, which was 16 km away, and went home back after working. Or 30 minutes a way from my home through stony and bumpy street. I drank a glass of milk before leaving for my office hoping that it would be okay if I were really broke. Yet, I was optimistic that I would get some luck at office. I really happened. The office was celebrating the 13th of its dies natalis. No wonder If could have a small snack to halt my hunger. Indeed, it stopped my tremble stomach. And it was enough to empower my stamina during giving lecturer.

Unusual day happened, with a pity situation. I had to teach four classes in total. Two of them were additional classes. Though all classes were to be second quiz. When I was in the class with a quiz paper for students, I intended to copy it down-stairs. I was around 10 a.m. I though that I had a little money in my debit card of Bukopin Visa Card. So hurried down stair to BRI ATM boot. It was in building C, around 50 meter from my teaching class. As soon I was inside at the ATM boot, the car was inserted and the PIN was applied. It worked well, yet the display showed me that the current balance was not enough to withdrawal. I was so irritated knowing that the balance was Rp. 125.000,- left but it could not be taken away. I meant to take only 50 thousand rupiah. Knowing the real situation, I went back to my class and told a student to copy the paper. When I was done the class was opened and the test was begun. No students could do without opening books. So I let them do that. Finally the quiz was finished even though It took more that 90 minutes long. Thus I was late to the next class up to 15 minutes long. Yet, finally the class was done and the test was executed well.

On the way to second class at 11.30 I told one my students, Ade, to copy the quiz paper due to having no money on the day. This situation, where I am broke, repeatedly happens in my life. Is it a matter of not well prepared or a bad luck.?. I do not exactly know. yet, I am still survived in any kind of hardness of having no money.