Nice to meet you, Mr. Good.

lagi iseng nyari-nyari thesis buat referensi Skirpsi, terus nemu Tesis dengan nama yang unik:

Nice to meet you too, Mr. Good, hehehe….

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To the West!!

In Indonesia, at time around Eid Fitri, most of muslim do a kind of tradition named “mudik”, which is mean go home to our home village where you were born or your big family were living. It’s a common phenomenon among citizen of Java island because most of us aren’t came from the same city or province where we were living. Some of us just need an hour bus ride, and some of us need 4 hours flight just to visit their home village and spend time together with their big family. So if you’re a foreigner (and perhaps not a muslim) you’ll be surprise how busy the traffic. There’s more flight, lots of cars and buses swarming roads & docks, and a horribly traffic jam outside the city. Yet, on the D-day of Eid, you’ll be more surprise when you find out that the streets are so quiet.

Looks like an exodus of apocalypse

Technically every people in Indonesia belong to (at least) one native tribe. As you know, there’s hundreds of tribe in Indonesia, it could be possible that somebody could belongs to more than 1 tribe. Say a guy from Dayak tribe marry a girl from Bugis Tribe, their children later belong to both Dayak and Bugis tribe. And if their child marry somebody from Sunda tribe, their grandchild could belong to 3 tribes according its family line. Lucky me, both my parents came from the same tribe. They’re come from Karo tribe, which settled a plateau on North Sumatra Province which latest known by the awakening of mount Sinabung, after its 400 years sleep. There’s also another tribe in this province, the most well known is Tapanuli, which settled around Toba Lake.

Because I’m a Karonese who living in Sundanese land, when we have enough budget and courage, we “mudik” to North Sumatra. Alhamdulillah, this year we did it. But why I type “courage” after “budget”? Because our way to reach North Sumatra is NOT BY PLANE. Well, if using plane it takes an hour from Bandung to Medan. Then takes another 4 hour bus ride to reach Kabanjahe, capitol Karo Plateau, and takes another 6 hour minibus ride to my father home village. Or 1 hour car ride if we plan to my mother home village from Kabanjahe.

But have a trip by plane is obviously troublesome for us, because we have lots of sibling to visit in North Sumatra. So we take a land route. How far it is? It’s … KM. How much time it takes? It takes 4 days trip.

Yep, I’m not kidding.

So far I remember, it’s my  5th   visit to North Sumatra by land route. The last is around 2010’s, also around Eid Fitri, because the policy allowed all government employee to have 2 weeks full holiday due to “mudik” tradition. So it’s not only muslim, everyone could enjoy this chance once a year.

Of course I took pictures while on the trip, but most of them are family picture and some photograph of strangers that I surprised they’re still my cousins. Because it’s not really worth to show, at this post I just upload some picture that I interest me. I don’t have to describe them right?

The traffic was fucking bad, we have to wait for a night ’till the harbour opened, and brush our teeth on in the middle of highway.

Smoked fish, a pieces of traditional Luxury

Satay of various ingredients, Quail eggs, nuggets, squids, and various Cow’s innards. yum.

This one is my Favourite 🙂

Enjoying the silence in the heart of Palm Plantation area

On our way back home to Java island. we were lucky get a quiet ferry, so we get more seat to enjoying Sunda Strait.

Pak Nana, antara keterampilan sosial & bahasa Inggris

Drs. Nana Supriatna, alias Ketua Prodi PIPS alias dosen matkul Keterampilan sosial

Ni WPAP dibuat sekitar 1 tahun (!!!) yang lalu atas permintaan <aziez>. Niatnya mau dibikin kaos, cuman ga jadi karena saya males bikin yang lebih bagus.

Eniwey, beliau dosen yang ngasih tugas observasi ke sekolah internasional (baca disini) dan termasuk dosen yang lebih fokus kepada detail. Maksudnya detail disini, beliau lebih sering manugaskan mahasiswa dengan hal-hal yang berhubungan langsung dengan kehidupan, minim kajian teori layaknya dosen kebayakan. Bisa dibilang beliau seperti guru TK yang mengajarkan pendidikan karakter ke mahasiswanya, yang kenyataannya lebih kurang beradab daripada anak TK.

Contohnya adik kelas saya disuruh nongkrong seharian di deket toilet untuk meneliti kelakuan mahasiswa yang keluar masuk toilet. Dan ternyata ditemukan fakta unik, bahwa sebenarnya toilet FPIPS itu bersih karena petugasnya yang rajin, bukan mahasiswanya yang berpartisipasi menjaga kebersihan toilet. Yang dengan kata lain,  kalo nggak ada clening service, toilet FPIPS ga jauh beda ama WC umum Terminal Ledeng.

Hal lain yang sering beliau tekankan adalah meningkatkan kemampuan bahasa inggris, yang beliau implementasikan dengan memberikan tugas menerjemahkan buku-buku sumber ke bahasa indonesia. Kelompok saya kebagian bab 15, mengenai 3 pendekatan dalam berinteraksi (bahasa inggrisnya saya lupa). Dan karena faktor apes bawaan, saya kebagian menerjemahkan.

Mungkin karena faktor saya sedang kasmaran, proses translasi selesai dalam waktu 1 malam, yang selanjutnya diproses oleh rekan sekelompok ke bentuk presentasi dan makalah sementara saya “mengisi bahan bakar”.

Jujur, kegiatan menerjemahkan merupakan hal yang menantang bagi saya, karena bahasa inggris yang biasa saya pakai adalah bahasa non formal dengan grammar sederhana, sedangkan teks yang diberikan merupakan bahasa ilmiah dengan kalimat yang rumit. Feels like been hit with recoil when you try it for the first time *kebawa bule*.

Oia, untuk hasil terjemahannya bisa dilihat disini, ada juga tugas serupa yang diberikan, tapi temanya mengenai pembelajaran IPS, bisa di download disini. Mohon maaf bila hasil terjemahannya kacau. Maklum, masih belajar.