On a bus which took me to the school, I heard someone called me; he was my student when I still taught high school students, Suparman. Soon, we talked anything, from the past things to the present. I knew that he had had a five months pregnant wife. And he told me that now he sold banana to get money.
Suparman’s house is about five kilometers from my school. So he got out the bus before me. Before getting the bus he told me about an advice I ever told him that he mustn’t be timid of becoming a farmer even though they got high education.
Becoming a civil servant isn’t the best occupation. Farmer is also a good job. Why must we shy of becoming a farmer or a seller?
Silently, I am proud of him.
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