“Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it.”
"Sometimes, the things that we regard as anomalies in the society and laugh at it, are considered to be a life-changing moment for another part of the society, and they depend on it."
During the opening ceremony of my new school, the professors let some of the freshmen to ask question regarding the rules and bits of our university, when a guy from the life sciences major came forward and asked a question in front of a 3000-ish freshmen that were supposed to be his new family.
Apparently the new guy has trouble talking in Bahasa since he used to live in States for years (the story I’ve heard) which made him nearly whispering on the mic and nearly made the entire freshmen laughed at him while the professors couldn’t hear a single thing of his question.
Maybe that’s the issue. Or maybe he just had trouble in speaking publicly thus made his speech that way. Or maybe he’s trying to speak in front of his new family that he had got so nervous that he barely spoke.
Maybe, I’m just assuming, since nevertheless, I don’t care his reasons. I didn’t laugh because there’s nothing to laugh at.
And moreover, because his appearance resembled my little brother.
His big body that was built up through lots of dinner that were made with love, the way he talks that was accepted and loved by his dear ones, his interests that don’t annoy others.
And I imagined him, gathering heaps of courage to step forward in front of the nation’s smartest kids from the generation, to ask such a simple question that had bothered him all the time.
And instead, he got laughed at, possibly humiliated, while his question wasn’t even conveyed.
Or maybe he didn’t feel humiliated, but at least I did.
Then I know, nearly most of my new family are actually still the people who think anomalies are laughable. That when they find people who look like them but cannot do things they consider do-able, they’ll laugh at them. They laugh so hard until the last piece of confidence we have will be shattered into nano pieces you can’t even glue them back.
At least I felt that way.
And it’s a pity indeed, to see our dear friends caring the unfortunate ones because they’re “obvious” but laugh at those who fail because they didn’t do “well enough.”
It’s a pity, because those who look down actually think they’re atop. When in reality, they may never even move one step up.
Because in reality, they may not even better than those that they have laughed at.
Because your ignorance to notice, to care, and to reason.
And your tendency to laugh over it.
Those are pitiful.
Ayah: ...Mama tuh, orang lagu RnB narinya kok nari Tor-Tor?
Dina: HA HA HA HA HA