Dear My Red Laptop,
Thank you so much for helping me this far..
Since I got you in my early career as a teacher, you never
felt tired to be there for me. In the morning, I needed you to show some
teaching materials, including when students asked me something I didn’t know. I
typed “google” on your keyboard, and there was the answer. Then, I left you at
the dormitory while I went to teach the preschoolers.
Later in the afternoon, I
got you again and we’re back together in the classroom for adults, where
sometimes you’re connected to an LCD to show them some short movies. When the
sun went down and the class finished, we took a rest for a while. If I hadn’t got
teaching materials or icebreaking games, I would be busy looking at your
screen, clicking here and there, until I found what I wanted. That’s not the
end of the day because we still have the latest class at 9.30 PM although
sometimes I put you in my room and taught without you.
On the weekends, you let me play tae bo or aerobic videos
that I downloaded during weekdays. If I wasn’t in the mood for sport, you provided
me some movies as refreshment before I made weekly reports for my manager. You were
also willing to let me store a lot of pictures after I went for some photo
hunting or after I attended some events. Don’t worry, I gave you enough rest
and never let any single scratch landed on your body. I treated you well.
Then, we moved to Bogor. I still remembered we had that
train trip only two of us. The memory of you trying to get along with a modem
(not a wi fi connection as usual) is still on my mind. It was quite a challenge
to start a new life, wasn’t it?
One day, I found a job vacancy on your screen, and that’s my
luck to finally be accepted there as a primary school teacher. There you were,
back on duty helping me cope with the new routines, and new things I should
learn such as science, history, and civics. I still have the picture of you,
being watched by 25 kids, when you showed them kinds of vehicles, completed
with how to pronounce them correctly.
At that time, I was pregnant. When my pregnancy got bigger,
and every step seemed so heavy, I still carried you on my back pack or tote bag
almost every day. When the rain came, I tried my best to cover you with my
raincoat although it means that part of my body became wet. It’s okay, I just
want to protect you.
I’m smiling right now, although I am not writing this on
you, my red laptop. Writing this made me realize how you’ve helped me this
much. Too many memories I had with you.
You’re helping my husband right now, while I am using his
office’s laptop. We’re kinda switching gadget LOL. It’s okay, although you
sacrifice your battery to help him since he often forgot to unplug after you’re
fully charged. I’m really sorry for that. I wish someday I can buy you a new
battery so you don’t have to be plugged all the time when we need you.
Thank you so much. I can’t imagine how my life would be without
you.
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wow, nice story mbak.
ReplyDeleteimagine if there are no red laptop, i think your life more harder..
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thank you, mas
Deletei think so, i would go back to the books then haha
sip, i"ll walk to your blog :)
suamiku juga, kalau hujan tas laptopnya dipasangin rain cover, dianya gak make jas hujan hehehe.
ReplyDeleteSalam kenal via BEC :)
haha, iya mbak ya..kadang kita rela kebasahan asal gadget ga basah
Deletesalam kenal juga mbak erma :)
Tes lagi deh. Barusan comment kok error ya. Padahal dah isi.
ReplyDeleteLaptopnya hebat mba. Bandel. Masih sampai sekarang.
alhamdulillah ya mas, walo batere udah soak sama touch pad nya udah ga bisa dipake *eluslaptop*
ReplyDeleteNice writing, one-of-a-kind point of view, Mba Menur :) Btw, you were once a teacher, weren't you? If you don't mind my asking, was the school you work for in Bogor? I was once a high school teacher in Bogor, Parung to be exact :D hehe..
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mbak Andin :)
ReplyDeleteWaaa..you were a teacher too? Yap it's in Bogor, but a primary school. I can't imagine teaching high-schoolers, must be so challenging :p