Today really is a sad day. Idel, Carlo, Remon, Ernest, and Cimut just departed this afternoon to SF. It's really hard to hold back tears there at the airport since there were 5 of them would leave abroad.

And.. what makes it a sadder day.. my elementary PE teacher Pak Agus just died this evening because of heart attack.

Hearing the news just shocked me. He is a PE teacher (he supposed to be healthy), and still young.

As soon as I heard it, my memories just rewind to my childhood. The days when I was still in elementary, the days when he was still my PE teacher. I remember he shouted at us because we were so naughty. I remember we teased him Sugus, and he shouted as us and we ran away. After all, he was a really good teacher. I love sport so badly is because of him. He taught me a lot. He introduced me to soccer and put me into Loren Team, the team I played in for 8 years. All because of him.

But his death really reminds me that we can die anytime. And we never know it. I mean, the day went normal as if nothing was gonna happen. He was still teaching PE and trained the kids for Flag Ceremony for 17th of August. He died when he got home.

After all, we can do nothing about it. God has taken his soul back to heaven. He gives and He takes - it's what we always believe in.


I have a thought about death. Well, I'm may be too young to say this because I haven't experienced death of people around me enough. But what I'm thinking is that: just be grateful if the person dies. I mean, it means that his/her role in this world has done and it is the time for them to go back to the Owner. I'm not trying to be heartless. I know it will be frustrating if someone we love dies, but that faith will give us the power to let him/her go.

Well, may be I'm too naive to say that. May be.



I hope you can rest in peace, Pak Agus. May GOD accepts you in Heaven. Thank you for all your dedication for being a teacher. I really am sorry for our childhood menace. We will miss you :)