Back To The Old Day (Part 1)

Back to the old day

I remembered the grass

The stone, the land

Here was the place

Where my journey started to begin

And let me have a precious memory

Here in this place

I met most of the gracious person

Who can see without even have to look

Who can feel the deepest of others

Who can sense only

But the sense was sharper than us the normal one

In their world

There's only darkness

But in their Blindness

They see more than I do

They know more than you do

They feel more than us

What an incredible person

No matter how hard their life is

They never give up their difficulties

They try and try to break through the limit

And get succeeded

How amazing they are

How Great The Lord !!

This is what I feel   when I got back again to the "Wyata Guna - Bandung".

It is one of several place for Tuna Netra in Indonesia, where people that loose their vision, educated and learn how to survive their life. I went there when I was 13 years old, when I was in secondary school. I was reading for them, and became their eyes at that time.  From them, I learn so many things, including my English. They were good in English Literature, They sometimes made my spelling better by making a correction on my pronunciation. I sometimes help them to write a letter. Hmm.. amazing and incredible person lives there.

And now, in this year, I come back again to that field, where people usually gather around and play soccer. They use the ball that have sound, and follow the sound only. No matter what, they tried to make a goal. Fun, isn't it? Sometimes, they fall, or bump into each other. And it was the fun I know. They enjoy the game and cheer up for their friend.

For this I thank God for the entire life, and I promised once that I wouldn't lost my spirit in life just because of some burden or barricade. Compared to them I have more, and I should not loose my spirit. As they try, I also have to try my best.(From Wyata Guna, Jl. Pajajaran Bandung - February 2011)