Story of a (Quite) Pretty Auntie

Pretty much all the honest truth telling in the world is done by children.
Oliver Wendell, an American physician, teacher and author 

I was visiting my lovely little niece and nephews when Hana, my 7 years old niece told me that she adores my long wavy hair. Hana, who had just her hair cut because of some scalp problem, really likes to play with my hair. She combed it, put ribbons on it, and acted like she is the best hairdresser in town. Then she said that the day before she accompanied her mother to some Indonesian traditional spa. “I wanted to get some spa treatment too,” she told me, “so that I could be quite beautiful like you, Tante.”

Well, I quite flattered when she told me that I’m pretty. It’s just that the word ‘quite’ bothered me, a lot. LOL. If the quote written above is true, then I'd be (quite) happy. It was a nice-to-be-heard truth, really, knowing that someone adores you and thinks that you are quite pretty.

The niece and nephews

Not so long after, my cousin--who happened to live there--came. It has been a long time since our last meeting, no wonder she looked amazed when she saw me, as she said “Wow, you look darker!” 

Darker. My good Lord. That was the last word I wanted to hear, since I have been using this whitening product with a lot of anti-UV and high SPF cream around my body and face. And all that I heard was that I’m getting darker

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You see, truth hurts. But then I found this quote:

Better a lie that soothes than a truth that hurts
 Czech Proverb quotes

Fair enough.

Truth hurts, we all know about it. But sometime we have to learn to control which truth we should spill out first.

I've been using whitening product but I’m getting darker, story of my life.

LOL!

Story of Damaged Children

All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven

I’ve been living in a kampong since I was 6. Raised there, I see the way people around me raising their children. As I’m learning psychology in college, I know that they raised their kids wrongfully.

Instead of speaking to their children with loving care, parents here tend to yell to their kids. They prefer punish their children; verbally and non-verbally, rather than telling them what is right to be done.  They shouting curses—or anything inappropriate to be heard—to their kids when they angry. They don’t comfort their crying son or daughter, either way they let them screaming or cry themselves to sleep. Children are abandoned to play on the street, while their mothers gossiping in a house nearby. They damaged their children.

How parents raised their children affects the personality development. I see kids who had been raised with this manner—now the same age as me, grows to be aggressive, rascal, high-tempered and none of them achieve good grades. Some even dropped out from school.

What do you think would happen to these kids when they grow up? When they have kids? They will learn from their parents. This, by Albert Bandura is called modeling or observational learning. Thus, the children damaging process repeated all over again.

I’ve been seeing this children-damaging-process for about 15 years now, and the best part of it, ironically, is that I could do nothing to fix this. Either I’m too scared of their rejection when I’m telling them about the right-parenting-things or I’m too ignorant about my neighbourhood.

I see people around me making mistake but I did not do anything. Story of my life.

Introductionary Part

catatan penulis:

Di blog ini saya mencoba menulis semua postingan saya dalam bahasa Inggris. Ini bukan buat gaya-gayaan, sok-sokan atau keren-kerenan. Saya pengen manfaatin blog ini sebagai wadah latihan bahasa Inggris selain sebagai tempat saya nuangin ide yang sering tiba-tiba nongol di kepala saya. Mungkin akan ada postingan berbahasa Indonesia kalo saya lagi mood berbahasa Indonesia atau ga ada cara lain ngungkapin pikiran saya selain dalam bahasa Indonesia. Buat yang males baca karena bahasanya Inggrisan atau buat expertise Bahasa Inggris yang nemuin banyak kesalahan tulisan dan tata bahasa, saya mohon maaf.

note:

I'm trying to manage this blog in English (though it's not my second or even third language) for practicing the language. I want my English to be useful. And I think, writing my blog not in Bahasa can be a good way  to apply my English.  
You might find some post in Bahasa if I feel like writing it or because there's no other way to say it in English. 

So, if you read many many wrong spelled words  or weird written sentences because of my wrong grammar, I apologize.

 



Hiya there, I'm Ernestine O. but I preferred to be called Enyes. I'm a Scorpio. My age would be around 20-something until the year of 2020, cause that year would be my 30th birthday.

I've been living in the sunny town Surabaya all my life with my mom, dad and a younger naughty-but-sweet brother. I studied Psychology in Airlangga University and planning to graduate before my 23rd birthday with IO majoring, which now somehow seems quite impossible...

• I'm easily distracted.
• I'm a procrastinator :/
• I attend church services and join the church Psalm Singers but I'm not that religious. I'm just someone who believes in God and willing to serve.
• I love Fall Out Boy and Panic at the Disco. But Simple Plan would be my first choice of all band.
• I'm a huge Supernatural and Sherlock fans and consider myself as a fan-girl.
• I read a lot of books from adventurous fiction, thriller novels, romance to semi-philosophy books.
• I love watching movies thought I'm not a movie-goer.
• I don't listen to radio.
• Patrick Star is my favourite cartoon character.
• I spend most of my time sleeping. 
• A cup of warm Cappuccino and tea are my favourite drink. 

You can also click here to know more about this blog.

Well, that's all for now. More about me can be deduced from my post, I guess.