I'm Haris. I was born on
August, 6th, 1981 in a small village. It's called Tanjong Mesjid,
Peusangan. Tanjong Mesjid is located in Nangroe Aceh Darussalam (NAD),
Northermost of Sumatera Island. I have much memories in Tanjong Mesjid. I
grow up there. I'm the first in my family. I have one brother and two
sisters. My father's name is Sanusi Ismail and my Mom's Sakdiah Idrus. I
really love them. My Mom is a hero in my life. "Thanks my Mom, I love you
so much. Although I have never told you, my Mom, I'm sure you know about
it".
I went to Elementary School in SDN Glumpang Tujoh B. Now, the school is
only a memory. Because It was burn by Aceh Separatist on May, 2003. The
school was located in Tanjong Mesjid. I would like to thanks to all of
teachers in the school. They teached me till I can read and write. May
Allah SWT bless them all. When I remember the School, I wanna came back to
the past time and enjoy again my childhood with all my classmate. "I miss
you all of my friends. Where are you now ?". "I wanna come back to the
past time when we played together in the grass field. But I can't do it
anymore. Now, I'm so faraway from you". It has been long time I'm not
there, in my village.
When I was in ES, I just could speak Acehnese. I couldn't speak Indonesian
or English. If I could have spoken Indonesian, I would have stayed with my
uncle. I ever be the best student on mathematics contest in Peusangan. And
then, I followed the next test in Lhokseumawe. It was so embarrased, when
I asked permission to got to toilet, because I couldn't speak Indonesian
fluently. At that time, I really wanna piss. Finally, I got the toilet and
I felt better. Then I followed the next test.
At the fourth grade of ES,I went to Islamic Education. It begin after
school. I went to school in morning and I had to attend my Islamic
Education Class at after noon. I always done it till I be a JHS student
for the second grade. I got much knowlage about Islam there. The Islamic
Education is called Pesantren Terpadu Darul Huda ( The Garden of
Education). I would like to thanks to my teachers in Pesantren Terpadu
Darul Huda. I ever follwed the MTQ Fahmil Quran contest.
I still stayed with my parents till I graduated from Junior High School. I
went to JHS in SLTP N I Peusangan, NAD. At the third grade of JHS, I
experienced the worst matter in my life. It happened just two months more
I would get a final exam. It was so hard for me. But I was sure, It was
destined by ALLAH SWT for me. I had to survived. However I had to faced my
fate. It made me to be stronger later.
When I was in JHS, I used to spend my free time after school in the farm.
I used to catch fish in stream. Sometime, I went to a Beach on Sunday. I
went there with my friends by bike. It took about 40 minutes from my
house. It was a real my free time.
(Be continued...)
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