The eye is the sense tool to see. with eye we can to see the beauty of the world and the beauty of a human being and with eyes of dipurate can also be seen. Sometimes, what we see does not match what we see, sometimes it’s just mirage. What looks bad isn't necessarily bad and what we see is beautiful, not necessarily the real thing is beautiful. Sometimes humans judge someone only by their appearance.
In the morning, I walked down the road which was still thick with fog and the weather that day was very cold because last night it rained and the road was still wet because of the rain. I walked on while listening to my favorite song from the Ipod. Before long I heard the sound of Raka's motorbike. I looked back while smiling cheerfully because my shuttle has arrived.
“why don't you wait in front of your house?” with that face bad mood.
“hehehe… I’m so sorry” with that face
Raka is my school friend. she is always in the same class as me from class XI. Because our house is quite close and in the same direction, we often go to school every day together and go home together. Even, he often plays in my house and does assignments at my house. He is a good person, innocent, smart, and ignorant, clean and tidy. Different from me I often upset with my behavior, even we often fight, but he often loses for me.
We immediately left for school, because we were close and familiar so it was all the way to chatting and telling us what we experienced when we were at home or exchanging ideas. Because I am happy to talk and joke, it doesn't feel like we've arrived at a junction that is pretty close to our school. I looked under the bridge, where the place was a slum where the street children lived and I saw a boy who was being scolded by big-bodied thugs and tattooed.
“raka, raka ... see there are small children who are being scolded by thugs, how about we come to them?” I said to Raka in a panicked voice.
” No, what if we are late for school?” Raka answered with a slightly annoyed tone because we were almost going to be late and I invited her to see the child.
“but I can't bear to see Raka, why is he scolding the little boy and snapping like that, he is still small”
” also because the results of busking the little boy have little income. so, he was scolded, it was normal for street children like him” saya Raka’s.
Because I was curious and could not bear to see it, I chose to get off Raka's motorbike and immediately approached them.
” why is it angry with a child? Is there something wrong with this child?” with a worried tone.
“You don't know anything, so don't interfere with our problems!” he snapped at me because he felt uncomfortable with me. he brought the child away to where they had gathered.
“stubborn right, your habit goes straight away just like that, we are late going to school” say Raka’s, he was angry because I approached the little boy.
” I'm sorry Raka, I can't leave the little boy scolded, I So, now I'm asking you to accompany me there, I want to know what's actually there” while I pulled Raka's hand so he wants to come with me.
he couldn't refuse me, he finally relented to come with me.
Finally Raka’s obeyed my will and wanted to come with me. Because of me, I mean kepo (but kepo is the same thing that I think is important), so I want to know why the boy came to be scolded early this morning. We immediately rushed to the settlement to see the child. Not long after, Raka and I finally found the cyanak. I see that child is sitting in a place like a place to read a book because there are many books, and the child is not sitting alone there are many children who are sitting and busy reading. I saw the brothers who were angry at the little boy.
” excuse me, can you ask me something?” I asked a mother who was sitting in front of her porch.
” of course!” he moved and approached me and raka’s.
“do you know that thug and that little boy?”
She also told her about the real thugs. It turned out that he was one of the former thugs who had repented and he also took care of street children in that place to want to study and want to go to school again. They often call him Adam's brother, they know him very well because he cares about street children, and he wants the children around him not to be like him, even though the children live on the streets but they have the right to get education and by setting up a reading house That is, Brother Adam and the community who love reading succeeded in making the children like to read and study even though they were in a makeshift situation but they were still enthusiastic. And she also told me why the little boy was scolded by his brother Adam, because the little boy had gone busking before he learned first with the other friends.
After she finished telling me everything, Raka’s and I decided to go home. I can take lessons from the story that I got today, we cannot judge people from the outside, maybe his appearance does not show that he is a good person. But, if the outcome is like that it is not necessarily the contents of his heart and his attitude is bad as his appearance. Know first that we have the right to judge someone's good and bad.
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