Going International: A Friendship with Elephant Country

Article by Sitta Qurana

5 students and 2 teachers of SMA Negeri 1 Bantul attended a Sister School Programme in Pakkred Secondary School.

 

 DAY 1 – February 2, 2012

From the window of the plane, as it made its decent, the well-organized buildings and roads dazzled under the sunset, as if to welcome visitors. A bit further on, some ships could be seen going back and forth in the river. And way down below, Suvarnabhumi Airport hoved into view, lying in Racha Thewa in Bang Phli district, Samut Prakan Province, about 25 kilometres east of downtown Bangkok.

Ahh… Finally we arrived in Thailand! Seven of us – Mrs. Yanti Widjiastuti (English teacher), Mrs. Sugiyem (Math teacher), Nindya Parahita, Sitta Wahyu Qurana (me), Kenanda Aryanti, Pratita Hana Kirana, and Galuh Putri Satyarini – were very glad that we arrived safely. For some of us, this was our first experience to do an overseas trip.

Together with the delegation from SMA 1 Kasihan, we approached the teachers and one student from Pakkred Secondary School that already waited us there. They gave us flower necklaces and we took photos together. After that, we went to Pakkred Secondary School which located in Amphoe Pak Kred, Nonthaburi Province (about 1 hour of driving from the airport) to have a ‘meet and greet’ with Pakkred Secondary School’s director, Mr.Tanasit and also our family’s host (Nuraini Anwaad’s family). Nuraini –or Aini for short- was a muslim student of Pakkred Secondary School. When we asked to introduce ourselves, we briefly used Thai languages –like ‘sawad dee khah’ for saying ‘hello’ and ‘chan cheu … khah’ for saying ‘my name is …’ – because we already taught about the language back at Indonesia.

After the meeting, all Indonesian students went to Aini’s house accompanied by some Chinese teachers while the Indonesian teachers stayed in a resort. Her house located in an island which in the center of Chao Phraya River, so we had to use boat to reach there. While riding the boat, Mr. Zhang (one of the Chinese teachers) kept telling us ‘sabay, sabay’ (relax, relax) because we already felt tired and really wanted to go to sleep. Mr. Zhang was a very friendly and amusing teacher and he was very willing to teach us some Thai and also Chinese language. Once we arrived, we had dinner with Aini’s family and the teachers. After that, we bid goodbye to the teachers and finally drifted to dreamland.

DAY 2 – February 3, 2012

That morning we were greeted by all of the Pakkred Secondary School citizens. All of us led to the stage to have an opening ceremony. Along the way, students of Pakkred were waving Indonesian’s and Thailand’s flags. A lot of cameras captured us here and there. We felt like walking on a red carpet!

Once the ceremony started, Mr. Tanasit as the director of the school gave a welcome speech, followed by performances from Thailand and Indonesian students. My friends, Kenanda and Galuh, performed a traditional dance called Tari Gambyong. After the ceremony, we were brought to see an exhibition which held in Pakkred Secondary School’s field. At this exhibition, we made our very first Thailand friends. They were Pao and Pop. When we had to separate, we gave them souvenirs that we brought from Indonesia.

At noon, we enjoyed Phad Thai –a traditional food from Thailand– and after that we went to the infamous Grand Palace together with four Pakkred’s teachers, Mrs. Benjamas, Ms. Som, Ms. Kate, and Ms. Sao. Grand Palace was a wonderful place. Rather than being a single structure, Grand Palace is made up of numerous buildings, halls, pavilions set around open lawns, gardens and courtyards. Most of the buildings were made from gold. Could you imagine it?

In the afternoon, we visited Museum of Siam. If you ever watched a Thai movie called ‘First Love a.k.a. Crazy Little Thing Called Love’, then you would recognize the museum immediately. This museum mostly explain to Thai people their history and sources of their identity. We were very facinated by the modernity and maintainance of this museum. As the day became darker, we got back to Aini’s house to have some rest.

DAY 3 – February 4, 2012

That day was Saturday and it was a free day for Pakkred Secondary School citizens (they went to school from Monday – Friday). In the morning we went to the Indonesian and Pakkred’s teachers’ resort to pick them up. With casual clothes and hats, we visited Bang Pa-In Palace which located on the Chao Phraya River bank in Bang Pa-In district, Ayutthaya Province. The facilities include vast gardens and landscaping, Wehart Chamrunt (Heavenly Light), a Chinese-style royal palace and throne room; the Warophat Phiman (Excellent and Shining Heavenly Abode), a royal residence; Ho Withun Thasana (Sages’ Lookout), a brightly-painted lookout tower; and the Aisawan Thiphya-Art (Divine Seat of Personal Freedom), a pavilion constructed in the middle of a pond.

At 11 a.m. we went to ride elephants. You were not in Thailand if you had not ridden one of their elephants. After that, we had lunch and went to mosque for the muslim to pray. The mosque was one the oldest in Ayutthaya because it was built around 130 years ago.

Our final destination that day was Ayutthaya Floating Market. This market was ‘floating’ because it was built on the river. This place was very exciting especially for the girls. But, we only had an hour to shop and we didn’t buy much in this market because we decided to keep our money for the next day.

DAY 4 – February 5, 2012

Sunday was meant for family day. We didn’t meet with the teachers that day. So, instead of having trip with Indonesian and Pakkred’s teachers, we accompanied by Aini’s family and close friends to go to Chatuchak Market.

Most of the day we spent at Chatuchak market to buy souvenirs for our families and friends in Indonesia. Aini’s family and close friends were helping us to communicate with the seller so we could buy in a lowest price. Chatuchak was a very famous market in Thailand so that we could see many kinds of people from all over the world. Without we realized it, the day was becoming late and we had to go home.

During our stay at Aini’s house, we became very fond of her family. Mr. Anwaad and Mrs. Anwaad were very kind and helpful to us. We asked to call them ‘khun yo’ (father) and ‘khun ma’ (mother). Khun ma was always cook us delicious meals. Aini’s older sister was very witty and Aini’s younger sister, named Husni, was very cute. Husni couldn’t speak English well so we used hand gestures to communicate. Aini herself was very friendly and a good older sister to us.

Our relation with SMA 1 Kasihan students was also good. We often shared good jokes after meals. Among ten of us, Anna (from SMA 1 Kasihan) was the oldest and naturally we called her as our leader.

DAY 5 – February 6, 2012

That day was our last day to visit Pakkred Secondary School. If we asked to choose which day was the most memorable during our stay at Thailand, we would definitely choose the fifth day.

That morning was the time to have a closing ceremony. Galuh, Kenanda, and Pratita were busy preparing themselves because they would perform a dance. Meanwhile, I myself was asked to give a goodbye speech as the Indonesian students’ representative. Originally, it was prepared by Pratita. Because she was going to dance, however, Mrs. Yanti trusted it to me. Stared by more than 3,500 pairs of eyes, I could finish my speech well – which mixed with Thai words as far as I knew. After that, it was time for goodbye performances. Galuh, Kenanda, and Pratita beautifully danced a creation dance called Tari Kipas. After the performances ended, we prepared to have lessons.

First lesson was Thai manner. We were taught how to respect other people such as to our friends, parents, teachers, and even to their King. We also shared Jawa tradition to respect other people and the King (Sultan). Second class was Batik class. The students from Indonesia asked to present the process of making Batik. In this class, Pakkred’s student volunteers were very excited to try. After that class ended, the student voulenteers asked us to have lunch together at their canteen. They gave us food options that didn’t contain pork in it. We decided to buy chicken noodle (20 bath) and juice (10 bath) – 1 bath is about Rp300,-. After lunch, we headed to upstairs to have Thai dance class, Thai music class, and Thai Physical Education class.

By this time, we started to be close with the Pakkred’s student voulenteers. Some of students that we recognized were Palm, Kib, Bow, Best, Ploy, and Flukky. They actively chatted with us and they even gave us Thai names. When we had our dance class or music class, they were willingly took the picture for us. At Physical Education class, we played three kinds of Thai traditional sports with them which ended by a victory from Indonesian students. All of the Indonesian students and teachers were given a gold medals like a real champion. After that, we got back to the meeting room to chill down and prepare ourselves for the farewell party.

In the evening, farewell party was started. All of the people since day 1 until day 5 seemed like gathering there, including Mr. Tanasit, Pakkred’s teachers, Pakkred’s students, and also Aini’s family. At farewell party, our school gave souvenirs to Pakkred Secondary School. I gave my own painting which I brought along to Thailand. As our last performances, seven of us sang Indonesia Pusaka and Ilir-Ilir. For the surprise, Sitta (me), Galuh, Nindya, Kenanda, and Pratita performed a Thai song from Crazy Little Thing Called Love OST. At first the audiences didn’t recognize the song, but after a few lines, they started to clap and sang along. When the song ended, all of the audiences were clapping, while Mr. Tanasit came to Mrs. Yanti and congratulated her. Mrs. Benjamas even said, “Why didn’t you perform this song this morning, I think our 3,500 students would be very delighted to hear.” Then she added jokingly, “you can’t go back to Indonesia tomorrow, you have to perform this first in front of our students!”

Such responses made us very touched. Farewell party became a bittersweet moment when we bid goodbye to each other, sometimes we cried in their shoulders. Thailand people was such a warm, kind, helpful, respectful and sweet people – it was hard not to miss them. We hope we could have that wonderful qualities in our personality.

DAY 6 – February 7, 2012

We left Suvarnabhumi Airport at noon and arrived at Soekarno-Hatta Airport in the evening. It was already late when we arrived at Adisucipto Airport, Yogyakarta. We were glad that we could get back to Indonesia safely and healthy. Although we started to miss Thailand, nothing could compare the happy feeling  to be back in Indonesia.

Tanah air ku tidak kulupakan,

Kan terkenang selama hidupku,

Biar pun saya pergi jauh,

Tidak kan hilang dari kalbu…

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I was writing this very long time ago, this was just the power of copy & paste from my doc haha

This article now available in English Zone only in SMA N 1 Bantul! ^^ Go read~!

Young Generation Knows The Best (essay)

Young Generation Knows The Best

By: Sitta Wahyu Qurana

The young generation is every person who is still as a child or teen and have their self-orriented at the present. The young generation knows better than the older generation because the young people live in the present rather than in the past or future. Present young generation is different from their parents’ generation and always be different. Why I say so, these are the following things in which both generations are different.

Today present generation is completely based on computers. Present generation very well knows the use of internet and chatting on computers. Present generation mostly prefers the use of computers. But most of the older generation do not depend on computers. Infact, I would like to say most of the parents do not know how to operate computers.  In the present generation, even children are using mobile and other electronic items like IPOD, MP3 etc. On the other hand, our parents’ generation is still using land line connections and other simple instruments.

Furthermore, I would like to explain why the young generation knows the best. Well, nowadays, some people still think that knowledge depends on someone’s age. In their opinion, when we are getting older, we get more and more experience; however, sometimes old people have too little knowledge about the world to know much. The way I see it, the young generation knows best, they have a better connection with actual problems. Old men and women have safe and quiet life. They are not interested in problems which do not concern them.

In this case, I have three justification points of why I state that the younger generation knows the best. First, the young people are better educated and more broad-minded. Now, it is a must for the younger generation to study for at least 9 years (in Indonesia). It makes the rate of educated people increases and the product will be much better than the person who lives 20 years ago. Also, the young generation is more broad-minded because today they have more freedom than in the younger day of the older generation. Second, most of the young people want change and it is important to change in order to make the world a better place. Third, the younger generations have many new ideas and are often held back by the old who cannot think of new things as possibly good ideas. The world needs a generation who can make the world a better place through their great ideas and creativity. It is the task for the younger generations to make it comes true because they know the best.

 

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Inbox dari Ayah

Jika Ibu kita adalah Kartini, apakah ayah kita Kartono? Tidak bisa disangkal, kalau sudah menyinggung tentang Ibu dan perempuan biasanya akan marak di tiap tanggal 21 April dan di 22 Desember. Inilah dua bulan kepunyaan perempuan. Perempuan patutnya bangga, masih ada yang mau mengingat mereka meski hanya dua kali dalam setahun.

Lalu bagaimana dengan Laki-laki? Jangankan disinggung, diingat saja syukur. Ya, itulah kenyataannya. Meskipun derajat Ibu tiga tingkat lebih Mulia dari pada Ayah, namun marilah sejenak kita merenung. Siapa Ayah kita sesungguhnya.

Ayah, lelaki kaku yang jarang punya waktu untuk bermain dengan putri kecilnya. Namun, saat dia pulang kerja dan melihatmu tertidur lelap, pernahkah kamu rasakan pipi dinginnya menyentuh pipi hangatmu? Ayah, yang jarang bercanda denganmu, namun masih menyempatkan waktunya untuk memperbaiki selimut tidurmu. Dia tidak ingin putri kecilnya kedinginan.

Setiap hari kamu lewatkan waktu bergurau dengan Ibumu, jarang sekali dengan Ayah. Namun tahukah kamu bahwa sepulang kerja, yang pertama sekali diingat Ayah adalah kamu. Tak perduli dengan lelah yang masih melekat, Ayah langsung menanyakan keadaanmu pada Ibu. Apakah kamu baik-baik saja? Apa yang kamu lakukan seharian? Sudahkan kamu makan malam? Ibu akan terlihat panik sekali saat kamu sakit, namun sadarkah kamu bahwa Ayah tidak bisa tidur semalaman demi menjagamu.Barangkali kamu memanggil namanya meskipun hanya sekedar igauan.

Saat kamu merengek, Ibu akan memberikanmu permen dan coklat agar kamu berhenti menangis. Beda dengan Ayah, dia lebih membiarkanmu menangis dari pada membelikan coklat dan permen. Karena Ayah tidak mau melihat putri kecilnya terganggu dalam tidur karena sakit gigi.

Saat menonton Karnaval, Ibu akan menggendongmu. Tapi Ayah, akan mendudukkanmu di bahunya. Agar kamu bisa melihat dengan jelas arak-arakan yang ramai. Seusai melihat Karnaval, Ibu akan mengajakmu melihat keramaian, lalu memegang tanganmu. Tapi Ayah, akan menggendongmu. Tidak akan dibiarkannya kamu tersenggol orang yang lalu lalang.Kala melewati toko mainan. Kamu merengek minta dibelikan boneka. Tapi ayah, dengan tegas mengatakan ”Ayah akan belikan, tapi bukan sekarang!” Ayah tidak mau menjadikanmu manja dengan menuruti semua keinginanmu.

Saat kamu mulai lancar bersepeda, Ayah akan melepaskan roda bantu sepedamu. Ibu akan marah pada Ayah ” Ayah, nanti adik jatuh. ” begitu kata Ibu. Namun Ayah, dengan penuh keyakinan membiarkanmu mencoba sepeda tanpa roda bantu sambil mengekor dari belakang. Tahukah kamu, Ayah ingin kamu bisa mandiri dan tidak selalu bergantung pada roda bantu itu. Saat putri kecilnya beranjak remaja Ayah mulai memberlaku-kan jam malam. Tahukah kamu tujuan Ayah? Ayah ingin mendidik kamu menjadi putri yang disiplin. Saat pertama kali kamu mencoba melanggar jam malamnya, Ayah gelisah menungguimu didepan teras. Tahu kenapa? Ayah ingin menjadi orang pertama yang memastikan keadaan putri kecilnya baik-baik saja.

Saat teman lelaki mengunjungimu dirumah pada satu kesempatan, Ayah akan memasang wajah paling dingin sedunia. Pernah kamu bertanya kenapa? Karena saat itu Ayah merasa ketakutan bahwa kamu akan mulai melupakannya. Ayah mulai memilah-milah teman lelakimu. Kamu menentang Ayah, lalu Ayah membentakmu. Saat itu, kamu membanting pintu kamar sekuatnya, hingga kusen jendela ikut bergetar. Ibu yang mengetuk pintu kamar, membujukmu dan membelai lembut rambutmu.

Tapi kamu tidak melihat, saat itu Ayah menutup matanya rapat sekali dan menyesal telah membentakmu. Ayah hanya tidak ingin kamu disakiti siapapun, Karena bagi Ayah, kamu adalah Anugerah yang paling luar biasa berharga dalam hidupnya.Saat kamu berulang Tahun ke-17, Ayah tidak mengucapkan Selamat padamu. Karena Ayah sibuk bekerja untuk mempersiapkan kado paling Istimewa, biaya melanjutkan pendidikan ke Universitas yang selalu kamu impikan.

Di album keluarga, tak satupun ada foto Ayah, karena Ayahlah yang jadi fotografer dan pengarah gayanya. Saat akan melepaskan- mu kuliah ke luar kota. Ibulah yang memelukmu erat dan menangis. Namun saat itu tanpa kamu sadari, Ayah membalikkan badannya membelakangimu, menghapus air matanya. Ayah tidak ingin air matanya menjadi pemberat langkahmu mengejar cita-cita.

Saat kamu kuliah diluar kota, Ibulah yang sering menelponmu, menanyakan kabarmu. Namun Ayah lah, yang menyuruh Ibu. Karena Ayah takut, suara Ayah akan bergetar saat berbicara denganmu di telepon. Ayah tidak ingin terlihat rapuh, meski Ayah sangat kehilangan putri kecilnya. Ayah lupa sudah berapa banyak kerutan diwajahnya, karena Ayah lebih sibuk mencarikan uang untuk keperluan kuliahmu. Meski sering kali kamu salah mempergunakan uang itu.

Ayah lah yang pertama kali berdiri dan bertepuk tangan bangga padamu saat kamu wisuda. Ayah akan tersenyum lega, melihat putri kecilnya telah tumbuh dewasa menjadi putri yang mandiri dan tidak manja. Setelah itu, kamu akan semakin sibuk dengan pekerjaanmu yang menumpuk. Jarang sekali menyapa Ayah yang kian ringkih. Namun, Ayah akan sangat memaklumi bahwa kamu lelah seharian bekerja dan tidak pernah menuntutmu meluangkan waktu untuknya. Seperti yang sering kamu lakukan dulu pada Ayah.

Kemudian, Ayah sangat kehilangan saat kamu mulai lebih sering berlama-lama menghabiskan waktu dengan kekasihmu diruang tamu. Saat itu, setiap malam Ayah rutin sekali membuka album masa kecilmu. Dia menangis dalam senyumnya. Terbayang didepan matanya, sebentar lagi putri kecinya yang selalu dibanggakan- nya akan benar-benar meninggalkannya. Sampai saat seorang teman Lelakimu datang ke rumah dan meminta izin pada Ayah untuk mengambilmu darinya. Ayah akan sangat berhati-hati memberikan izin..Karena Ayah tahu…..Bahwa lelaki itulah yang akan menggantikan posisinya nanti.

Dan akhirnya….Saat Ayah melihatmu duduk di Panggung Pelaminan bersama seseorang Lelaki yang di anggapnya pantas menggantikannya, Ayah pun tersenyum bahagia….Apakah kamu mengetahui, di hari yang bahagia itu Ayah pergi kebelakang panggung sebentar, dan menangis?

Ayah menangis karena Ayah sangat berbahagia, kemudian Ayah berdoa….Dalam lirih doanya kepada Tuhan, Ayah berkata: “Ya Allah tugasku telah selesai dengan baik….Putri kecilku yang lucu dan kucintai telah menjadi wanita yang cantik…. Bahagiakan-lah ia bersama suaminya…” Setelah itu Ayah hanya bisa menunggu kedatanganmu bersama cucu-cucunya yang sesekali datang untuk menjenguk…Dengan rambut yang telah dan semakin memutih….Dan badan serta lengan yang tak lagi kuat untuk menjagamu dari bahaya….

Ayah telah menyelesaikan tugasnya….Papa, Ayah, Bapak, atau Abah kita…Adalah sosok yang harus selalu terlihat kuat…Bahkan ketika dia tidak kuat untuk tidak menangis…Dia harus terlihat tegas bahkan saat dia ingin memanjakanmu. Dan dia adalah yang orang pertama yang selalu yakin bahwa “KAMU BISA” dalam segala
hal…

Itulah Ayah, Bapak, Papa, Abi, Abah, Aji, Daddy… apapun sebutannya, dialah orang yang berjasa dalam hidup kita.Tulisan ini didekasikan kepada teman-teman wanitaku yang cantik, yang kini sudah berubah menjadi wanita dewasa serta ANGGUN, dan juga untuk teman-teman pria ku yang sudah ataupun akan menjadi ayah yang HEBAT!

Banyak hal yang mungkin tidak bisa dikatakan Ayah / Bapak / Romo / Papa / Papi kita… tapi setidaknya kini kita mengerti apa yang tersembunyi dibalik hatinya.

11 PANCHEN LAMA – One Year of Buddhist Life

Gyaincain Norbu, a six-year-old boy from Jiali County, Tibet, was formally determined as the reincarnated soul boy of the late 10^th Panchen Erdeni in the Jokhang Monastery, Lhasa, on November 29, 1995. He was enthroned as the 11^th Panchen in the Tashilhungpo Monastery in Xigaze on December 8 the same year. Since then the world has been looking for more news about the 11^th Panchen, and hunting for clues about two other candidates who failed to be chosen as the soul boy of the late 10^th Panchen. Beijjing Review reporters file the following exclusive reports.

By Wang Guozhen and Wang Yanjuan

Happy Birthday, Noah Ringer! :D

Puisi Gie

Sebuah Tanya

“akhirnya semua akan tiba
pada suatu hari yang biasa
pada suatu ketika yang telah lama kita ketahui
apakah kau masih berbicara selembut dahulu?
memintaku minum susu dan tidur yang lelap?
sambil membenarkan letak leher kemejaku”

(kabut tipis pun turun pelan-pelan di lembah kasih, lembah mendala wangi
kau dan aku tegak berdiri, melihat hutan-hutan yang menjadi suram
meresapi belaian angin yang menjadi dingin)

“apakah kau masih membelaiku semesra dahulu
ketika ku dekap kau, dekaplah lebih mesra, lebih dekat”

(lampu-lampu berkelipan di jakarta yang sepi, kota kita berdua, yang tua dan terlena dalam mimpinya. kau dan aku berbicara. tanpa kata, tanpa suara ketika malam yang basah menyelimuti jakarta kita)

“apakah kau masih akan berkata, kudengar derap jantungmu. kita begitu berbeda dalam semua
kecuali dalam cinta…”

(haripun menjadi malam, kulihat semuanya menjadi muram. wajah2 yang tidak kita kenal berbicara dalam bahasa yang tidak kita mengerti. seperti kabut pagi itu)

“manisku, aku akan jalan terus
membawa kenangan-kenangan dan harapan-harapan
bersama hidup yang begitu biru”

(Puisi Gie)

ada orang yang menghabiskan waktunya berziarah ke mekkah
ada orang yang menghabiskan waktunya berjudi di miraza
tapi aku ingin habiskan waktuku di sisimu sayangku

bicara tentang anjing-anjing kita yang nakal dan lucu
atau tentang bunga-bunga yang manis di lembah mendala wangi
ada serdadu-serdadu Amerika yang mati kena bom di danang
ada bayi-bayi yang mati lapar di Biafra

tapi aku ingin mati di sisimu sayangku
setelah kita bosan hidup dan terus bertanya-tanya
tentang tujuan hidup yang tak satu setanpun tahu

mari, sini sayangku
kalian yang pernah mesra, yang pernah baik dan simpati padaku
tegakklah ke langit atau awan mendung
kita tak pernah menanamkan apa-apa,
kita takkan pernah kehilangan apa-apa”

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My Lineage :) Part 2

(sambungan dari My Lineage part 1)

KAKEK DAN NENEKKU

Dari lajur ayah, kakek dan nenekku adalah RM SUBANDI dan SUKARTINAH. Sedangkan dari lajur ibuku, kakek dan nenekku adalah SUHARYANTO dan SUWARTINI. Kakek SUBANDI maupun SUHARYANTO berkarir sebagai guru. Kakek SUHARYANTO terakhir sebagai kepala sekolah di SD MONGGANG Bantul. Sementara itu nenek SUKARTINAH adalah wanita karir yang bekerja sebagai karyawati bioskop Rahayu (lokasi yang sekarang adalah Galleria Mall).  Ayahku bercerita bahwa sewaktu balita, dia sudah biasa diajak ibundanya ke bioskop. Sebagai anak kecil yang baru tumbuh rasa ingin tahunya, ayahku sering sekali keluar-masuk pintu bioskop, naik ke lantai atas menemui para juru proyektor, dan pulangnya kadang diberi beberapa potong seluloid film yang putus dan berserakan di bawah proyektor! hihihi ^^

Keluarga SUBANDI dan SUKARTINAH semestinya mempunyai 6 orang putera yang semua laki-laki. Ayahku adalah putera ketiga.  Namun sayang, putera pertama dan kedua gugur sebelum dilahirkan, dan demikian pula ketiga putera terakhir meninggal sewaktu bayi. Itu karena nenek SUKARTINAH menderita asthma dan tekanan darah tinggi. Namun pada saat ayahku di dalam kandungan sampai lahir, ibundanya sangat sehat karena sudah selesai operasi kelenjar asthma di Surabaya tahun 1964. Jadilah ayah saya tumbuh sebagai anak tunggal. Namun begitu ayah saya dilahirkan, lima belas hari kemudian penyakit asthma kembali menyerang sehingga beliau tidak boleh lagi menyusui bayinya.

Sejak menikah keluarga SUBANDI tinggal di Gondolayu, namun tahun 1971 sempat pindah rumah ke Demakijo  dan kembali lagi ke Gondolayu tahun 1979. Nenek SUKARTINAH meninggal dunia tahun 1980 dan kakek SUBANDI meninggal dunia tahun 1988.

My Lineage :) Part 1

Hello, visitors!

Belum lama ini aku dapet tugas sejarah buat bikin silsilah sekuarga. Dari tugas itu aku jadi tau, mempelajari silsilah keluarga sendiri itu penting loohh.. Dengan begitu kita bisa tau tentang sejarah diri kita sendiri. Nah,  disini aku ingin berbagi cerita tentang silsilahku… cekidot! ;D

my lineage

and believe it or not?

Sini.. aku ceritain dari awal…

Aku mulai dari kisah kakek moyangku, yakni Ingkang Sinuhun Kangjeng Sultan (ISKS) Hamengkubuwono I yang sangat terkenal sebagai pendiri Karaton Ngayogyakarta Hadiningrat. Tentu saja kalau dirunut terus ke nenek moyangnya, beliau memiliki garis keturunan yang jelas dari para raja Mataram keturunan raja-raja Demak yang merupakan keturunan raja-raja Majapahit.

(copas dari wiki ^^ xixixi *jujur banget*)

ISKS HB I (lahir di Kartasura, 6 Agustus 1717 – meninggal di Yogyakarta, 24 Maret 1792 pada umur 74 tahun) merupakan pendiri sekaligus raja pertama Kesultanan Yogyakarta yang memerintah tahun 1755-1792. Nama aslinya adalah Raden Mas Sujana yang setelah dewasa bergelar Pangeran Mangkubumi. Ia merupakan putra Amangkurat IV  raja Kasunanan Kartasura yang lahir dari selir bernama Mas Ayu Tejawati pada tanggal 6 Agustus 1717.