seroja trip

Tuesday, August 19, 2008
at 4:43:00 AM

because we performed last friday, we went to seroja - the place where the heroes from the past gathered together. it's like a "panti" gtu.. we were supposed to perform again there, mingle with the people to show our love and care and at the same time give our sembako to them.


so, after i finished changing backstage, we peeped through some holes to the audience as the "arsip" thing was playing and some of them cried. no, most of them cried. i think the tape reminded them of their husbands, families or even themselves during the war times. i felt really touched. i never thought that it was really real when hearing stories about those who fought before but being there really made everything real.


only one person was left from the 1945 fight and the rest were those who fought to make timor timur part of indonesia. i sat together with the people whil eating. i was actually infront of vika, and he was talking to one of them who fought for timor timur. he introduced some of the other veterans, one couldnt hear and the other, i dont know what happened to him.


so, i was listening to the man, coz he was talking nonstop about the war thingy and then sudenly, i saw a krupuk put on my food box. i turned around and saw the man who couldnt hear standing up looking at me smiling and saying, "makanan jowo makanan jowo" ehehehhhee that was funny. i was really surprised that something like this happened that i just stared at him and the gave a late thank you. ehehhee it was kind of him.


then while eating, i listened attentively to the man who was telling the stories and then, the guy next to him lift up his pants. i didnt know why he did that. and all i saw was skin, it was smooth. and then, he lifted his pants even higher and i saw it. it was plastic. he didnt have one of his legs. he lost it at the war when he stepped on a bom. i couldnt imagine how painful it would be. and to top it all, i couldnt imagine how he felt when he knew that timor timur was not part of indonesia anymore. i mean, seriously, he lost his leg for nothing?? i would totally be mad if it were me, but then again, i wouldnt want to imagine such a thing.


i thought that he was really cool. the way he stood up straight and proud. he was really tall and i think he didnt look like he lost his leg. i also sat with some of the women. most of them are actually the wives. some said that they lost their husbands and never heard anything from them. i wouldnt want that to happen to me either. it'd be... scaryyy! and not to mention sad and pathetic.


so we ended the trip by lining up and shaking our hands with them. some of them were really happy to see us visit them and they looked sad to see us leave. one of them, i think, cubit almost all of us before shaking and one also "sun" us. ehehehheh felt really good that i could come there and meet them and plus, it was my last year.

one thing i regret though... we didnt take any photos with them!!! i really wanted to take one with the man who lost his leg. he was really kind at the end. he reminded me and angela whether we left anything behind in the changing room and offered us to check again. and he went up the stairs also, with he plastic leg. i imean, he didnt have to do that. he could just wait for us downstairs. it must have been uncomfortable going up and down the stairs. before we left, he said, "kita harus bersyukur sama apa yg kta punya. kalian sebagai ank masa depan hrus berjuang supaya indonesia makin maju."


well, it wasnt exactly like that, but it meant somethink like that. i think. if i could remember properly. but it was sooo inspirational. all of us definitely want to go there again someday and meet them!
as summer feels.
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