Dum Medium Silentium

It's time to say goodbye to Ramadhan and tomorrow is going to be Lebaran day. Each year, a one-month-fasting becomes a lifestyle to reset our body after having eleven months to work hard, burn the midnight oil chasing the balance of work, life, and prayer I should add. The Ramadhan this year had a special meaning to me for I dealt with myriad of responsibilities, to be the person in charge for 3 events in my office in one week, participating in an exhibition in education, preparing school portfolio, doing lots of side hustle until I had a belated grieving when one of my uncles passed away, preparing the experiments for PBL Learning at school about volcanoes (and preparation shall never betray us), the holiday program for the sensory class and we attempted to dig more of experiments with kids, preparing and editing a school book, completing my Montessori final exam, preparing the launch of our home-made soap bar for our first bazaar, and many more. I thank Allah for His mercy and gu...

It's just 3 days before my final exam, yes my heart beats quicker and louder. My palms swear each time I reviewed all the lessons. I race with time and all other distractions especially the fatigue. But for me, the Ramadhan this year becomes so special. Fasting will never cease me from doing what is good for me and for people whom I love. Fasting never reduce the energy, it boosts mine instead. There were moments I slightly felt sad since normally when facing exams, my parents or Grandmas were around, just to cheer me up. This time, I will do it by myself while regulating lots of things altogether. Like my boyfriend said, it's just temporal. All is well, and this too shall pass. This isn't my first time facing hurdles. Yes I'm on my surviving mode, but that's ok. Let's survive until I could live my fully again. Bismillah. My dear friends, wish me luck. This success isn't only for me, but for each of us who strives our utmost to never giving up and let Allah ...

6 weeks buckling myself to my neverending workload, bigger responsibility, new challenges and opportunities, some days of juggling to other sensory classes, my Montessori final exam on next Tuesday, new confidence, and many more. Life is a blessing indeed. Tonight I'm able to cuddle with my bed. Those restless nights paid off insya Allah. Tonight lemme rest tranquilly., amiin

I feel bad about teachers required to wear their clothes with modest style, being repressed to express who they really are through fashion, and being excluded from the options to choose what to wear in their working area especially when they need to interact with parents. Is it because as Indonesians, teachers need to dress up only to cover their body? Let's reflect on why does everyone need to put on their clothes. Yes they put it on to support them from extreme weather and temperature, to show their power in society, to tell that they belong to certain tribe and culture, to boost their confidence when they need to perform, to appreciate themselves and people they love, etc. Lately I was observing how people would react when I wear certain clothes, namely the sleeveless dresses in particular. Personally, I am kinda way impulsive in doing shopping clothes. I sometimes would consider their function or just to purchase one since it looks gorgeous, manufactured with good fabrics, and ...