Hei, it's world book day now, and I haven't prepare any kind of cupcake version due to this day. But, after reading my friend's note, Shinta, I realized that this is not about cupcake, it's the power of stories.
As the baby in the family with three older siblings, I barely have original idea about books. But the four of us grew up with stories from Enid Blyton. She is a truly legend for me. Even now, I gave my kids stories about Noddy.
My mom said that the love of books comes from my father. Though my mom always becomes the smartest in class but surprisingly she doesn't like books. She only read academic books. That's what I call a boring nerd. While my father likes to spend much money on books. We have a giant closet full of my father's books. While each of his kids have their own books closet. There were times when my brothers and sister competing on collecting books. Me, of course, become the one who enjoy it. When I came to my sister room, I would find some feminist books, any kind of detective stories. When I went to my brothers room, there will be lots of strips, from europe, us, japan, china. So, I didn't contribute much on that thing.
Looking at shelves full of books for me it's like looking at a treasure. I remember one moment when I was a very little kid, my mom took me to a place where books were surrounding me. Where the giant shelves made a path for me. It was like in a heaven labyrinth. Many years after that, when I was in college, I coincidently back to that place. It was Erasmus Huis library. My favorite place when I was studying dutch linguistic at UI.
I love library. When I was at SMP, I usually go to the library to borrow some books and then quickly went out to hang out with my other friends. Well, you know, you need to keep your existence at school. I kept the books to read back home. And that time, since there were lack of appropriate books for teenage like me, oftenly I read books written by Mira W, S Mara GD which were actually writers for adults. I kind of dissapointed but I read it anyway.
When I was in high school, I didn't interested on the school library so I went to National Library, just to read more about Kahlil Gibran. But when I entered campus, studied literature, I feel like in a playground. A place where only books that you talked about. A class where you brought novels and comics as your academic books. A test where you should read lots of novels to answer the questions. A travel of education when you skip the class to go to book fairs and buy lots of unpopular books.
I once said since I love books very much, I don't mind working as a person who put plastic cover on books. But God gave me more, seven years working as an editor in a publisher, and most of my money came from words that I made via computer.
I have a feeling that book is my omen. There was once I try to look something interesting in my father's book shelves, my heart beated so fast, and finally I found one book called, Bhagavad Gita. When I open the first page, it was written: gefeliciteerd voor de geboorte van Hasanah Putri Melati. Congratulation for the birth of Hasanah Putri Melati. Who was on earth giving Bhagavad Gita to a baby? But it reminds me to give my kids an everlasting book, as a legacy, other than AlQuran of course. A book that speaks of my love, my dreams, courage and hope for them.
I still hang a dream to become a famous writer (among other famous things that I want to be). Maybe someday. And may those day come closer and faster =)
Have fun reading books, everybody.
As the baby in the family with three older siblings, I barely have original idea about books. But the four of us grew up with stories from Enid Blyton. She is a truly legend for me. Even now, I gave my kids stories about Noddy.
My mom said that the love of books comes from my father. Though my mom always becomes the smartest in class but surprisingly she doesn't like books. She only read academic books. That's what I call a boring nerd. While my father likes to spend much money on books. We have a giant closet full of my father's books. While each of his kids have their own books closet. There were times when my brothers and sister competing on collecting books. Me, of course, become the one who enjoy it. When I came to my sister room, I would find some feminist books, any kind of detective stories. When I went to my brothers room, there will be lots of strips, from europe, us, japan, china. So, I didn't contribute much on that thing.
Looking at shelves full of books for me it's like looking at a treasure. I remember one moment when I was a very little kid, my mom took me to a place where books were surrounding me. Where the giant shelves made a path for me. It was like in a heaven labyrinth. Many years after that, when I was in college, I coincidently back to that place. It was Erasmus Huis library. My favorite place when I was studying dutch linguistic at UI.
I love library. When I was at SMP, I usually go to the library to borrow some books and then quickly went out to hang out with my other friends. Well, you know, you need to keep your existence at school. I kept the books to read back home. And that time, since there were lack of appropriate books for teenage like me, oftenly I read books written by Mira W, S Mara GD which were actually writers for adults. I kind of dissapointed but I read it anyway.
When I was in high school, I didn't interested on the school library so I went to National Library, just to read more about Kahlil Gibran. But when I entered campus, studied literature, I feel like in a playground. A place where only books that you talked about. A class where you brought novels and comics as your academic books. A test where you should read lots of novels to answer the questions. A travel of education when you skip the class to go to book fairs and buy lots of unpopular books.
I once said since I love books very much, I don't mind working as a person who put plastic cover on books. But God gave me more, seven years working as an editor in a publisher, and most of my money came from words that I made via computer.
I have a feeling that book is my omen. There was once I try to look something interesting in my father's book shelves, my heart beated so fast, and finally I found one book called, Bhagavad Gita. When I open the first page, it was written: gefeliciteerd voor de geboorte van Hasanah Putri Melati. Congratulation for the birth of Hasanah Putri Melati. Who was on earth giving Bhagavad Gita to a baby? But it reminds me to give my kids an everlasting book, as a legacy, other than AlQuran of course. A book that speaks of my love, my dreams, courage and hope for them.
I still hang a dream to become a famous writer (among other famous things that I want to be). Maybe someday. And may those day come closer and faster =)
Have fun reading books, everybody.
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