BIKE TO SCHOOL WITH FATHER

One of the most meaningful moments of a man's life is when there are small "angels" who call him: "

The earth is never tired and never late, obeying God's law, circling the Sun. And in September came again. Mark the end of a long summer vacation and the return of children to school. Back to School.

This September, I mean I've been in the UK for three years. And it turns out I haven't graduated. Means that the target that I made when I just started three years ago missed. Ha ha ha. Time to laugh at yourself. Well, the road that I thought was smooth smooth, turned out to be steep, lots of incline, and winding. But kissing life has no meaning, it's better, borrowing the term Prof. Komaruddin Hidayat, celebrating this festival of life. And keep moving, towards the destination.

This September, Ilyas, who is 4 years old, entered a new school. After a year ago at school in Nursery School, this year Ilyas entered the Reception class at Primary School. Schools that make every child in this country feel very happy and excited about it.

Previously, the nursery school was behind the house and only took 5 minutes on foot from home. For this new school, it's quite far from home. Nearly 30 minutes if taken on foot. The name of the new school is Berridge Primary School.

Actually, there is Primary School behind the house, but somehow the results of online registration yesterday, got the 4th choice school. Even though I chose based on the closest distance from home. Experience from friends, in order to get the desired school you should only fill in two school choices from the five choices provided. Well, unfortunately it's new after an announcement is received.

Because of the distance from home far away, this time Ilyas had to ride a father on a bicycle. Dad's bicycle is forced to have a baby seat behind him. Hehe, Ilyas apparently enjoyed riding a bicycle. Throughout the trip, he kept singing happily. Especially if the net rises or decreases extreme. Faster, faster, Dad! Thank God, I also enjoyed it very much. Togetherness with your little one on a bicycle like this is the happiest moment of my life.

It only took 15 minutes to get to the school gate. Today, because the first day of school, the school staff look busier than usual. To serve parents like me who don't know where their children are. And also serves the purchase of school uniforms.

The school only provides jumpers, even £ 6.5 is not mandatory. For the uniform, you can buy it in the nearest super market. At Asda, 2 boss tops cost only £ 2.5. While the score is only £ 3. Very cheap prices for sizes in the UK. Cheaper than the price of fried potatoes and chicken in Pakistani stalls.

A British teacher, who was beautiful and funky (her lips pierced, and her earrings were unconventional), drove us to the front of the class. Ilyas was placed in the Holy Class. In front of the class, another teacher's mother was waiting to welcome us. What is your name? he asked Ilyas kindly. Ilyas answered Ilyas shyly. Then a sticker labeled Ilyas was placed on the Ilyas jumper while allowing us to enter the class.

In the classroom there is a coat hanger where there is a picture and name of each student. For physics it can be a rainbow picture, which may be when my brain is an error, I call it is umbrella. Which was then corrected with Ilyas, No Father, it is a rainbow!

After hanging a jacket, every student who comes must move small stones into a cloth bag. On the small stones, each name was painted. And every student must be able to find his name, and move it to a cloth bag. Eits, even though Ilyas hasn't been able to read, it turns out he can recognize his name.

In the classroom, students sit around a teacher who sits on a chair and is trying to win a crying student. I left the classroom and returned home.

From the age of 4 this year, the education system in the UK requires students to be in school from 9 am to 4:00 p.m. I don't know what subjects are taught to little kids who still like to cry, so they have to learn that long. What is clear, every student gets a free lunch at school. The school is 100% free. And do not use complicated. Registration only fills in online forms that are not much in the world, and do not use any document uploads. It's finished, go straight to school. Indeed, it is very pleasing to the public service at the Trust Society in developed countries like the UK.

On the same day, a friend who had just returned from England and returned to Indonesia, confided about the complexity of taking care of his children's school back in Indonesia. Moreover, almost 5 years are familiar with easy service in the UK.

It has long been a trend among the upper middle class economy in urban areas and even in the regions, that public elementary schools are no longer in demand. Already stamped out of date and outdated by parents who are. As a substitute is a full day elementary school with the label Islam Terpadu, or names that were yesterday. It is said that the education system is more advanced, more Islamic, prioritizes character education and so on. So that parents do not mind even though they have to pay tens of millions for registration fees and of course the monthly fees which are also definitely very expensive.

The Comrade, too, because of the class of 'bourgeois Islam' does not want to half as much in terms of the education of their children. A kind school which he said is one of the best in his city was an option. But, it turns out the friend's words are not as good as imagined. In addition to complicated administration, children who are used to school in England feel uncomfortable at school and say the school is not good.

"Mother, the school is not good. The students are uncontrolled. They are fighting and shouting. So it is about the curfatan of children to emboknya. Which makes children afraid of going to school. It is very opposite when they go to school in England.