Once, my mom said, she kinda raised me in library. Haha. It was a nice breezy Sunday morning when she found me sitting near a window in our dining room, read a book. Like always, she would ask about the content, how many books I bought that month, and which one’s my favorite (if I bought more than one).
“Do you remember when I used to take you to my office and leave you with books, papers and a pen for hours, when you’re kid?” she asked. And I nod. My mom is a librarian in a Medicine Faculty, University of Indonesia. Every year, me and my big sister spent couple of days during school holiday in her office. She’d leave us with books, papers, pen and crayon; so she could work peacefully. She told us to talk in low voice, while whispering’s better, and silence would be the best choice. *and it was very, very difficult job for us :D
After office hours, she’d take us to Senen or Gramedia Matraman to bought books and Album Donal Bebek (ADK). Sometimes we chose second-hand ADK because it’s cheaper. Hehe. I still remember the price, Rp.300 each. :)
My mom was quite hard and strict about our education. For instance:
1. She wouldn’t let me and my sister have cedal-tounge (suffer from speech defect characterized by pronunciation of ”R“ as a tap or as “L”). I remember the lesson she used to give when we were little. One hour, every Sunday, each of us would sit in front of her and she’d say some words containing “R” and we have to say it correctly.
2. When we’re doing our homework, we’re not allowed to ask her, or my father, OR ANY OTHER HUMAN BEING for the answer before we read all the material in the text book and we were sure it’s not written there. If we’d come to her to ask, and she checked our text book, and found the answers printed there, she gave us the “have-I-told-you-to-seek-it-first-dar-ling-?!” look in a quite intimidating manner. :p
3. She wanted us to fluently read before starting our education at elementary school. And she was very proud when she knew we didn’t use spelling method in class like other kids in first grade.
But her rules also made me found one of my biggest passions: books. According to my mom, during my second year in Kindergarten, I’ve spent 3 months at home, and the rest at Kindergarten library. Second year? Yes, second! So here’s the story. I was born in January 1985 and almost six years old when the school year for the first grade begun. But somehow the desired private school which my mom had chose for me, didn’t accept me, because I haven’t reached 6.
I already read fluently when I was 5. And I was easily-getting-bored kind of kid. I was so happy imagining myself going to be first grade student. Because it means that I’ll have more books to read. So when I couldn’t start my days as an elementary school student, I was pissed and sad. To cheer me up, my mom brought me books and toys, and registered me at the same kindergarten. At first day, I told my mom, “I’d rather stay at home. They gave me the same lesson I had last year. It’s boring.”
Three months stayed at home wasn’t that bad. Errr, still boring, tho. Hahaha. Until principal’s wife/ teacher, Mrs. Maryatin, came to visit and told me that kindergarten library had completely renovated and I should take a look at it. She also told me about lotsa new books, and I can read all of them every day without obligation to attend class! Just read whatever I want in that library. And of course, I took that offer. :D
During college, I met friends with same interest in books. Even
I wish one day I’ll write my own book and see it in book stores, or meet my favorite authors like; Gaarder, Palahniuk, Gaiman, Burton, Coelho, DiCamillo, Connolly, Pullman, etc. Orrrr, at least (at least???) I can have a cozy library in my future home. I searched some references *sounds too early and delusional, I know*, and found these.
It’s lovely, isn’t it?
Meanwhile, I have to be satisfied with this. :D
Do you like to sniff books? Well, I do.
:)
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