Vita and Tina seems to have tired of climbing. They descend from the climbing frame with sweat drenching their forehead. Then they sat down on the grass near the climbing frame and talk. I and Joshua joined sitting on the grass listening to their chatter.

“Let’s sing Tin?”, bargain Vita to Tina.

“Come on” replied Tina and Joshua together. I smiled just beside them. I scrathed my hair that did not itch.

“Tell me O carpenter

How do you hit a hammer?

See see my son

Here’s how to hit the hammer “

“Knock knock”, so said Joshua imitate the movement of people who are hammering nails.

Suddenly Rudin moved quickly down from the top of the climbing frame. He joined us in haste. I did not know what he wanted. Olala, … he apparently also wanted to sing. Soon he issued a shrill voice. Here’s singing.

“Tell me, O father’s mother

How do you make me?

See see my son

Here’s how to make you “

We burst out laughing. It was great to listen to songs that taught by the teacher could be modified a little bit. We all stood with enthusiasm and began to sing out loud.

“Tell me, O father’s mother

How do you make me?

See see my son

Here’s how to make you “

Our boisterous singing so that Dewi and Siska which were playing a round stopped playing and came join us.

Some teachers seem peered into their classroom door. Apparently they were confused with the hubbub caused by our singing.

Mrs. Tutik came toward us who are singing near the climbing frame. Strapping pace and in a hurry. We continue to sing.

“Tell me, O father’s mother

How do you make me?

See see my son

Here’s how to make you “

(to be continued)




photograph by Astungkara Wiguna