Through Story Your Soul Existence Described (26-3.1)

 

HIGH SCHOOL SAGA
BY VIRGIAWAN TORIGH

After a long wait, I finally felt the euphoria of youth, namely high school. I was accepted into one of the top high schools in South Sulawesi. This superior high school is a high school with a boarding school or dormitory system. It is located in Tinggimoncong District 7 km before Malino. with very cold weather, my mother, father and brother and I traveled from our house by car for approximately 2 hours.

When we arrived at the location, I unloaded my things from the car with the help of our classmates at school. After that, I did file administration in front of the class with my mother, it turned out that I was placed in a ward room in the orchid block which was occupied by 8 students. Honestly, at that time I felt unfair because I was placed in a room with so many occupants. However, in any case I have to comply with applicable procedures. Then I carried my things with the help of our seniors at school to my Ward's room. Before my family went home, we took photos first because I was going to be in quarantine for 2 months so I couldn't go home or meet my family while the quarantine was still going on. After we took our photos, I said goodbye to my family before they went home. After seeing them get into the car and leave me, at that moment I felt sad because for the first time I would be separated from the people I loved in quite a long time. By holding back the sadness that I felt at that time, I finally turned back and headed to my ward room.

When I arrived at my room in the orchid ward there I met my classmates there we were arranging our things in our respective cupboards. Not long after that I met my other ward roommates. We got to know each other, getting to know each other until we became very close roommates. It was my first day in the dormitory as a high school student, we spent our youth together from that day until we graduated. Every moment I spent in the dormitory or at school, with my dormitory friends and classmates, in every side of this high school, there were many beautiful memories that we shared and that we will remember forever.

Unfortunately, the first youth that we had to live as 10^th grade was a youth filled with suffering. As 10^th grade, of course our position in the dormitory and at school is the youngest. Being the youngest person in the dormitory and at school is the most torturous thing. We are educated by our seniors to be sensitive, active, polite, well-mannered and perfect juniors. Even though we know that no human being is perfect, our seniors don't want to know. What is important in their eyes is that we, our juniors, have to be human beings who are close to perfect. We live day after day full of pressure, seniority and demands from our seniors. Our seniors' upbringing was so harsh and when I saw all that with my own eyes there was nothing I could do but go with the flow and try to survive the harsh onslaught of our seniors' upbringing.

Life was so hard when we were in grade 10 that I even thought about changing schools. But apart from all that, I feel grateful because I am surrounded by extraordinary friends, which is what made me think twice about changing schools. I strengthened myself, determined to continue living this high school life no matter how hard it was.

After suffering for quite a long time as a 10th grader at this high school, we finally moved up a class. The seniors who have educated and taught us discipline, politeness, manners, have graduated and left this school. As hard as they try to educate us, they just want to see us become the next generation who are better than the previous generation. We only realized that when our seniors had graduated, we were too young to understand that when we were in grade 10. As a result, we had a lot of regrets. Why didn't I listen to seniors before? Why did I stay away from seniors in the past? Why didn't I try to get to know my seniors? At that time, we all asked ourselves that question because of our deep regret. After our seniors left, we became more mature.

Not long after that we were promoted to grade 11, we felt a little relieved because those days full of suffering were over. It turns out that high school is not that easy and short, our promotion to grade 11 was burdened with all the organizational management, school work programs and olympiads from school to national level. We face busyness after busyness in grade 11, the burden is piling up day by day. Day after day we live busy, pressure from seniors one level above us. I am one of the people trusted by my friends to be the deputy head of the Force. Apart from that, because I felt I was capable, I volunteered to be the OSIS chairman and as a result I was elected as the deputy chairman of the OSIS. That way, I live my daily life at this high school with extra activity compared to my other friends.

One of my best healings is when it's time to go home. Usually I spend time outside with my friends at school and my family at home. Those are the times when we forget our woes when we are in the hostel. Sometimes I am with my close friends. When it's time to go home we choose not to go home but we spend time exploring and enjoying the natural beauty around our high school. Every holiday we definitely enjoy every moment we spend together whenever and wherever we went.

Some time later, we finally graduated to grade 12. This level is the level that we as high school students have been waiting for. Because by going up to grade 12 it means that we are the oldest at school and in the dormitory so we are free to do whatever we want and that is what makes us wait for this moment. However, it turns out that grade 12 is not that easy, even though there is no more pressure from our seniors, we are burdened with college, careers and our future destiny. Apart from that, we are also entrusted with educating our juniors who have just entered and not to mention the responsibilities that I hold as deputy head of the class and deputy head of the student council so that responsibility piles up on my shoulders. Finally, the tiring days at our high school still continue.

At that time, besides having a lot of work to do, I also often spent time having fun with my friends. We play games together, study together, remind each other. We also often start fights in the dormitory when we are bored. As time went by we realized that our time at this school was no longer long. School exams and college entrance selection are getting closer so there isn't much time left for us to have fun at school. Remembering this, each of us finally started to get busy with the future, such as attending tutoring, studying independently, taking online classes, and some were even rarely in the dormitory. The atmosphere we felt when we were in grade 10 was really very different when we went to grade 12.

We faced a lot of problems when we studied here, problems with alumni, teachers, internal problems, but these problems made our brotherhood even closer. Maybe if it weren't for those problems, I'm sure all of us in my generation wouldn't be as close, as close and as harmonious as we are. Indeed, we should be grateful for everything that happens to us, both good and bad, if it is bad, maybe Allah wants to teach us a lesson so that we can become more mature individuals. What a beautiful youth I spent in high school which is located far from the city.

When we had a little time left before we left this school, it turned out that we realized what the seniors were teaching us, which they emphasized was all so that we could become better, independent, mature and strong individuals. Every education given to us is useful and useful when the time comes. The days full of suffering that we went through when we were juniors turned out to be all that was needed so that our mentality would not easily collapse. If I were given another chance to start again as a 10th grade student, I would do it again, I wouldn't complain anymore, I wouldn't violate it again. I will take advantage of that opportunity and make it a place for me to improve my quality. Various new regrets appear when there is little time left. My friends, my juniors, my teachers, soon we will part ways and each will go his own way.

I will remember this high school until my last breath, this high school is a place that has changed me into a better person. Every moment I have spent with them will be the most beautiful memory that I will remember. This journey is truly extraordinary, our stories will never end even though we are separated by distance, but I am sure the brotherhood between us will never end. This superior high school is the best high school in South Sulawesi, this is the gathering place for selected people, the place where our stories will never end. This superior high school is known as SMUDAMA.

 

March 11, 2024

 

Three Years of High School Bliss at Smudama

By : Nurul Aurelya Trulynena

My life journey at SMAN 5 Gowa or should we call as Smudama, a prestigious school in the highlands near Malino, is a chapter that I will always cherish. It all began when I entered the school gates, followed by a myriad of hopes, challenges, and stories involving my classmates who became my comfort place, Exclassico.

Initially, as we strolled through the grand hallways, I wasn’t aware of how valuable and impactful Exclassico would become. It was not just a class but a crucible that molded our characters.

Mr. Hasyim, our class teacher and English teacher, became the pillar guiding us through three years of high school.

In the beginning, we might have been just a group of teenagers who recently met, but the enthusiasm to become the best class soon formed inseparable bonds among us. The name Exclassico was chosen with passion, reflecting our uniqueness and togetherness.

One of the moments etched in my memory is our trip to Bira Beach and Pangkep. During the long journey, the road was filled with laughter, jokes, and communal songs. The beautiful scenery along the way strengthened our friendships. At Bira Beach, we play all along, enjoying the water of the beach, buried our feet in the sand and watch it splash with the water, and a bunch of fun team games we played.

Besides my story with Exclassico, I also have a story about me being part of OSIS. As a member of OSIS in the English Communication Development Section, I felt the positive impact on my personal development. The organization became a learning ground for organizational skills, responsibility, and valuable communication skills. Leading activities, communicating with fellow students, and collaborating in event planning were integral parts of my character growth.

Long story short, move on to my daily routines as boarding school’s student. Each day at high school started with a race against the secretariat clock. Time management was key to ensuring we didn’t miss the communal breakfast at school. Following that, Al-Qur’an literacy enriched our spirituality. The classes that ran until the afternoon not only taught academic knowledge but also life values and cooperation. classes that ran until the afternoon not only taught academic knowledge but also life values and cooperation.

My first semester started with online classes, a significant challenge for an introvert like me. The difficulty of blending in virtually made me feel lost. Fortunately, the next semester brought blessings with in-person classes at school and boarding life. There, I began to feel the warmth of friendship, discovered my identity, and made the most beautiful memories in high school with Exclassico.

Although initially challenging to blend in, boarding life opened the doors to camaraderie. With friendly classmates, I found my place. Every shared activity, from school events to OSIS activities, helped deepen our bonds of friendship. We grew together, supported each other, and explored the high school world with enthusiasm.

As a bid farewell to Smudama, my heart is filled with gratitude. Beautiful memories with Exclassico, experiences in OSIS, and all the moments of togetherness have carved out an extraordinary three years. Smudama is not just a school but an open page that leads to all the memories on every corner. All of these are just a peek of my story in Smudama, along three years, there are lots of memories and events that can’t be told just by words.

Gowa, March 2nd 2024

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 Finding Home 62 Km Away from Home

By. Fatiyah Dzihni Mudhiah

On the slopes of a majestic mountain, amongst the green trees and fresh mountain air, lies SMAN 5 Gowa also known as Smudama. For Dzihni, it's not just a school, but also a place where adventures begin, friendships are forged, and lives are shaped. And in the mountaintop dorm, she found a second home.

Dzihni arrived at SMAN 5 Gowa on a cool rainy day, surrounded by thick fog. her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm and a hint of apprehension. As a new student who had first moved from the big city to this beautiful mountain, everything felt new and scary. However, the moment she stepped into her new dorm room, she felt like she was back home. She found new friends, Cica, Rara, and Seli, her roomates.

Above the plot of land are six rows of rooms that feel like home to Dzihni, the dormitory blockmates she loves so dearly, Aspurba Teratai. They live harmoniously day in and day out, though sometimes accompanied by the shrill shouts of Cica, Anggun, and Seli, debates between Nadya, Icalu, Tri, and Sabil. The woes of Nabila, Rara, and Rani, as well as the mediator of all the commotion that occurs, namely Misel. They are like a second family to Dzihni.

Not only roommates and dormitory friends (Aspurba), but there, Dzihni found great classmates. They are ex classico, extraordinary class science one, they support each other, they help each other, they spend a lot of time studying, laughing, and jesting together. Guided directly by the great teacher Mr. Hasyim makes this class even more advanced to the forefront, equipped by the solidarity between Ai and Zuhdi, the brotherhood spirit between Rangga, Nuge, Rafa, Rafi, Armand, Jalil, Qindil, Fathur, Irgi, and Ocang, and the sisterhood spirit between Cica, Icalu, Fira, Anggun, Rani, Fasya, Akifah, Isra, Neqol, Desun, Orel, Fuji, Sasa, Ziar, and Sister Uswa make this class truly great.

Together, they lived their high school life at the top of the mountain, with all its challenges and excitement. They participate in learning activities, extracurricular activities, and organizations.

Dzihni is one of those people who is active in all three aspects, being an ambitious student in class, involved in organizations, and contributing to extracurricular activities. In addition, carrying the legitimacy of being a school of champions, the principle of "one person one trophy " is a special responsibility for her. Therefore, she tried to achieve this by actively participating in various competitions and performing well in her field. Daily life on a day like that makes her happy.

But behind that joy, there are also trials and challenges. Difficult exams, extreme weather conditions at the top of the mountain, and sometimes homesickness comes to mind.

However, through it all, the students support each other, creating a strong bond between them that they call IRVANA (Ikatan Twenty Six The Resonance on Everlasting Saga).

According to her, everything in this school has a reason, including the rules that cover both the school and the dormitory. When first introduced to this school, Dzihni felt burdened by all the rules that existed. However, as time went on, she also came to understand the essence of these rules. In her opinion, there are things that make studying at km 62 hold a special place in her heart. The learning mechanism that emphasizes individual independence, the interaction patterns among fellow students that adopt a family upbringing pattern, and the beautiful memories that were created on the high plateau at the foot of Mount Bawa Karaeng that managed to captivate her heart.

At the break of dawn, they all rise and fulfill their religious duties. Then the activities continue with school preparation starting from bathing, cleaning the dormitory block, and having breakfast in the dining hall. At exactly 6:25 in the morning, learning activities are opened with the reading of sacred scriptures. Until the first break time at 9:30 a.m., students are allowed to have a snack together with a cup of warm tea provided by the dining hall. Then the learning process continues until 12:00 p.m., and afterward, the students will fill their stomachs with a hearty meal under the shelter of a corrugated iron roof, tables, and chairs neatly arranged, along with simple eating utensils that depict simplicity and humility. They engage in warm conversations while enjoying their meal. What a delightful day it is.

Furthermore, in the afternoon, they are occupied with extracurricular activities ranging from English, literature, to sports. Every Thursday is filled with clean-up activities, and celebrations on other important days.

For those who are actively involved in organizations, the organizational structure is very well-organized. There are two organizations at SMAN 5 Gowa, the Class Representative Council (MPK) and the Intra-School Student Organization (OSIS), they are dubbed the red and black. Not because they have different visions, but because the work ethic upheld by these two organizations differs in achieving the same vision. There is the red which works behind the scenes and the black which works directly in the field, there are executives and there are legislative members.

The complexity of life at SMAN 5 Gowa serves as a small miniature representation of life in the future, and as those times passed, and as they stood on the graduation stage with smiles on their faces, they knew that the friendships and memories in the school and dormitory on the mountain peak would always be a part of them. Because here, beneath the blue sky and among the majestic mountain peaks, they found a true family.

My Journey at SMAN 5 Gowa

By : Nurfa Zaqia Faradilla

   In the tranquil town of Gowa, nestled amidst the verdant landscapes of South Sulawesi, stood SMAN 5 Gowa, a beacon of education and discipline. For Fasya and Anggun, two spirited souls hailing from diverse backgrounds, this institution would become the crucible of their transformation.

   The sun had barely begun its ascent when Fasya and Anggun, laden with anticipation and trepidation, arrived at the imposing gates of SMAN 5 Gowa. Clutching their modest belongings, they stepped into the bustling courtyard, where students of various ages and dispositions mingled.

   As they made their way to the dormitories, Fasya couldn't help but feel a pang of homesickness. The unfamiliar surroundings, the cacophony of voices, and the regimented routines seemed daunting. Anggun, ever the optimist, offered words of encouragement, assuring Fasya that they would navigate this new terrain together.

   The first few days in the dormitory were a whirlwind of activity and adjustment. Waking up at the crack of dawn, adhering to the stringent schedules, and acclimatizing to communal living presented formidable challenges. Fasya found solace in the camaraderie of her fellow boarders, who welcomed her with open arms and shared tales of their own trials and triumphs. Anggun, with her innate empathy, quickly became the confidante of many, offering a listening ear and sage advice.

   Despite the initial hurdles, Fasya and Anggun found solace in each other's company. Their daily rituals of studying together, exploring the sprawling campus, and partaking in extracurricular activities forged an unbreakable bond.

   In the quiet moments before lights out, they would reflect on the day's events, sharing their hopes, fears, and aspirations. Through laughter and tears, they discovered the true essence of friendship—a lifeline amidst the tumult of adolescence. As the weeks turned into months, Fasya and Anggun began to acclimate to their new surroundings. The once-daunting routines became second nature, and the unfamiliar faces transformed into lifelong friends. 

   As Fasya and Anggun entered their 11th-grade year at SMAN 5 Gowa, they found themselves faced with a new set of challenges and responsibilities. From academic pressures to peer dynamics, they navigated the complexities of adolescence with grace and resilience. With the commencement of the new academic year, Fasya and Anggun found themselves immersed in a whirlwind of coursework and extracurricular activities. From advanced mathematics to scientific experiments, they embraced the intellectual challenges with fervor and determination.

   Outside the classroom, they dedicated themselves to various clubs and societies, from environmental advocacy to community service. Whether planting trees in the school garden or organizing charity drives, they epitomized the spirit of leadership and service.

   As seasoned seniors, Fasya and Anggun took on the role of mentors to the incoming batch of junior students. Drawing upon their own experiences and insights, they provided guidance and support to navigate the complexities of boarding school life.

   From tutoring sessions to pep talks before exams, they endeavored to instill confidence and resilience in their younger peers. Through their selfless acts of kindness and encouragement, they became beacons of hope in the journey of self-discovery. Despite their best efforts, Fasya and Anggun encountered their fair share of setbacks and challenges. Whether grappling with academic setbacks or interpersonal conflicts, they confronted adversity with unwavering determination and resilience.

   In the face of disappointment and disillusionment, they found solace in each other's company, drawing strength from their shared experiences and unwavering bond of friendship. Through perseverance and perseverance, they emerged stronger and more resilient than ever before.

   As the academic year drew to a close, Fasya and Anggun found themselves reflecting on the myriad experiences that had shaped their journey at SMAN 5 Gowa. From academic achievements to personal growth, they celebrated the triumphs and milestones that had brought them closer together.

   With hearts full of gratitude and optimism, they looked towards the future with renewed vigor and determination. Knowing that the bonds of friendship they had forged would endure the test of time, they embarked on the next chapter of their lives with hope and anticipation.

   Now, they’ve reached their senior year in 12th grade. The challenges became even greater as they had to contemplate their future. But it wasn’t just that which kept them busy. As senior students, they also had to set a good example for their junior peers. 

   As they stepped onto the graduation stage, in front of family, teachers, and friends, they felt proud of all the achievements they had accomplished together. Although the future may lead them in different directions, their friendship will always remain eternal.

   Amidst all the fond and challenging memories, SMAN 5 Gowa will always hold a special place in their hearts. Because here, amidst the close-knit community and unwavering support, Fasya and Anggun found the true meaning of friendship and an unforgettable school life.

Seroja 7, 1-3-2024

END OF BEGINNING

BY: FATIHAH MARISSA. K.A

Having to continue my education during the pandemic, fatihah marissa, who is often called cica, started high school with online classes. a start that I didn't like as an extrovert who had to learn from home without meeting 'new friends'. with a lot of confidence I thought that high school life would not be much different from before, being a favorite student and a mainstay of the teacher who had been labeled to me. but it turned out that it was not that easy to start surviving in a new environment (as one of the students who migrated far away).

Everything went normally in the middle of June until the next few months. feeling left behind, not like before I had proposed to change schools to my parents, influenced by my environment in enrekang which has entered offline, my friends who I often hang out with have begun to adjust to the high school environment. a little dispute happened there was a little drama going on but in the end I chose not to move with the reinforcement that my parents gave. if you think about it, it's not worth it to move from a school that is the dream of many people.

It doesn't feel like I've gone through one semester by getting a double-digit ranking, the first time for me. with a little insecurity, I convinced myself that ranking does not affect the future, but how we try and get to know ourselves is more influential for us.

I heard rumors that in early January the school would soon go offline. the news was later confirmed by the school. continuing the news to my parents we rushed to look for items to prepare for dormitory entry. as a newbie I listed all the dormitory needs and shopped in a few days.

On january 3, i entered with joy in the dormitory, yearning to meet with friends who I usually meet via online now that we have met offline. i thought everything would be fun like the high school days I dreamed of before. but that was brushed aside after remembering that this is a boarding school which is common knowledge of how the system works in it. everything must be followed without intervention. but that didn't work in the room, oh yes my roommate consisted of one of my classmates and two others from mipa 4. i thought it was difficult to share a room with other people but apparently not. everything just went unnoticed 

To start dormitory life, we all carried out quarantine for more or less 2 months with many rules. still as ordinary teenagers, who were not used to all that, we all started on the same footing, not using communication tools, limiting our impulsive nature by shopping for food. 

Until now it turns out that the caratina stage was not a bad thing, many memories were created at that time. We go through many things, some of which are troublesome to some which are enjoyable, such as hanging out with our room neighbors without the distraction of each other's cellphones, exchanging stories which makes us closer to each other. Going through quarantine with lots of twists and turns makes us understand more about how the system works, panda manages time and becomes simpler and simpler. 

Without realizing it, time just flew by, we were all in 2nd grade where we had time to be busy. At first I thought quarantine was the most difficult period, but not only did I experience the committee which was fun but also tiring on the other hand. The committee came one after another. I remember the first committee that we really held on to completely, namely "night fest" which was our first step, class 26 smudama. That night the name of our class was first announced publicly as IRVANA. It was a noisy and riotous night decorated with quite magnificent fireworks. we all work with great joy.

After going through all of that, I call it "bumping bumping formed" it doesn't feel like me and irvana are almost ending all of this, hopefully the things that I, we, we all go through don't pass so easily.

Life Therapist

By: Denaya Aisyfa Kanna

One day in nestled within the verdant hills of the countryside, there stood a prestigious boarding senior high school named Smudama. Among its bustling corridors and vibrant classrooms, there lived a girl named Denaya.

I was a bright and diligent student with a passion for academics and a heart brimming with ambition. My journey to Smudama had been both exciting and daunting. Leaving the comfort of my family home had stirred a whirlwind of emotions within , leaving my feeling homesick and yearning for the familiar warmth of my parents embrace.

In the beginning, the weight of homesickness hung heavy upon my shoulders. the longed for the comforting familiarity of my family, the laughter of my siblings, and the aroma of my mother's home cooked meals. The boredom of being a hostel resident haunts me every day, the food that tastes bland every day, doesn't have the taste that my mother makes at home. The school assignments that are piling up every day, not to mention the adaptation process that is carried out without using gadgets makes me even more tormented as a teenager. But as the days turned into weeks, I found solace in the bustling rhythm of school life.

Determined to turn my homesickness into an opportunity for growth, i threw myself into my studies and extracurricular activities. I don't want to waste my opportunity to join this extraordinary school if I am just an ordinary student. I immersed myself in the vibrant tapestry of school life, joining clubs and committees, and lending my voice to student initiatives.

As time passed, my efforts bore fruit. I blossomed into a social butterfly, forging deep friendships and leaving an indelible mark on the school community. One of the therapies that I enjoyed while at school was organizing and participating in active committees in school activities. As people say, holding activity meetings until midnight is very tiring, but for me that is the most memorable thing and what made me stronger and more developed while studying here. Our minds seem to be opened as wide as possible to assess all the possibilities we will face in making a decision. My academic prowess and knack for organization earned me the admiration of my peers and teachers alike.

Amidst the whirlwind of school life, I found myself entangled in the delicate dance of first love. In the library of Smudama, I met someone, a fellow student whose laughter echoed like music in the corridors. Our bond grew stronger with each passing day, fueled by shared interests and stolen glances across the classroom.

Together, His and I navigated the trials and triumphs of senior year, leaning on each other for support and companionship. 

As the final days of senior year drew near, I found myself standing at the threshold of a new chapter. Though my heart still yearned for the familiarity of home, I knew that Smudama had become a home in its own right a tapestry woven with memories, friendships, and the sweet promise of first love.

With a bittersweet smile, I embraced the dawn of a new beginning, knowing that wherever life's journey may lead me, the lessons learned and memories made within the library of Smudama would forever linger in her heart.

Footprints of the High School Journey

By : Nur Isra Fadilla

Amidst the gleaming night in Gowa, SMAN 5 high school stood witness to the diverse journeys that shaped and tested the characters of its students. Among them was Nur Isra Fadilla, a student hailing from Pangkajene and the Islands, assigned to MIPA 1 class, a teenager who trod each step with a heart full of enthusiasm and head held high.

The 10th-grade years commenced with a significant shock: the Covid-19 pandemic outbreak, compelling all students at SMA Negeri 5 Gowa to engage in online learning from home. Nevertheless, Nur Isra Fadilla's passion for learning remained ablaze, albeit sometimes feeling challenging without the bustling classroom ambiance.

However, fate had a different plan. The following semester brought a breath of fresh air: offline learning resumed. The arrival of students at school became a much-awaited moment, albeit tinged with sadness from temporarily parting with family during quarantine. Yet, everything felt worthwhile when Nur Isra Fadilla and friends could reunite, celebrating togetherness inside and outside the classroom.

In the dormitory, Nur Isra Fadilla encountered roommates with diverse personalities, including Nabila Putri Wijaya from MIPA 3, Aulia Eka Anugrah also from MIPA 3, and Nayla Faravisa Qalbiah from the same class as me, MIPA 1. In this diversity, a strong bond of friendship formed among them. The quarantine period became a learning moment to adapt to a new environment and strengthen ties with fellow dorm residents.

Mrs. Atika, a wise and caring teacher, became a significant figure in Nur Isra Fadilla's journey at SMA Negeri 5 Gowa. Besides teaching, she was also someone trusted by Nur Isra Fadilla, even with the most confidential matters.

In the school cafeteria, Nur Isra Fadilla not only fulfilled her nutritional needs but also found space to share stories and laughter with friends.

Similarly, in class, we began to familiarize ourselves with the school rules, and within the school environment, we had to use English every day, which prompted us to strive to deepen our English skills. I not only found good roommates but also close classmates, including Ai, Jalil, Zuhdi, Rafi, Rangga, Ocang, Memeng, Armand, Qindil, Nuge, Torigh, and Rafathin. Not only them, but I also met active female friends who even changed my quiet nature to a hyperactive one, namely Neqol, Akifah, Pace, Anggun, Rani, Cica, Tiya, Sabil, Icalu, Decun, Orel, Fuji, sister Uswa, Ziar, and Sasa. They are all the best people I have ever met.

Not only in class, Nur Isra Fadilla also found true friends among her classmates. They faced various obstacles together but also shared unforgettable moments of happiness.

Similarly, in the dormitory, we tried to foster good familial relationships. In my 1st grade, I got a room in Seruni, Seruni residents were truly like our siblings because it was the block that most often did activities together.

The 2nd grade period had arrived, and I moved rooms from Seruni 3 to Seroja 1. During that time, I was close to sister Githa. In Smudama, there are people called MASDA and plaque seniors, the purpose of having MASDA and plaque seniors is to help us and make us closer to them.

That certainly made me very happy because I could be closer to other friends, but I felt sad because I had to part with friends in Seruni, as well as sister Githa, because she was in the rose block while I was in the seroja block.

Not long after, the senior 3 siblings graduated and they returned to their respective areas. Here comes the two-generation era, there are only cohorts 26 and 27, we have a very good family spirit, but on the other hand, I feel sad because there is no more sister Githa in Smudama, even it can be said that I am very close to sister Githa, but slowly I began to adjust.

During the fasting month, it was the most exciting thing because I could deepen my worship. The secretariat during the fasting month can be said to be slow, and the most interesting thing during the Ramadan night is the existence of a one-juz tarawih prayer. I have ever participated in the one-juz tarawih prayer, at that time the imam recited juz 30, so I joined with friends and also older siblings.

As time went by, Nur Isra Fadilla was entrusted with the role of Vice Secretary 1 of the Student Council. Her life at school became busier with various organizational activities and responsibilities. Despite the busyness, Nur Isra Fadilla felt happy to contribute to building a sense of togetherness at school.

Entering the 12th grade, Nur Isra Fadilla began to adapt to her new role, no longer as a Student Council officer but still actively participating in various school activities, including programs like Clean-Up Day. After three colorful years at SMA Negeri 5 Gowa, Nur Isra Fadilla felt she had grown and learned a lot, ready to face new challenges in the future with courage and confidence.

Then came the time, on Monday, March 4, 2024, when the last ceremony for the 26th Irvana cohort was held. This event became an unforgettable moment for the 26th cohort, marking the end of their time as seniors in high school.

Many thanks to ex-classicco

Many thanks to my roommate Tulip 3

Thank you very much to your beloved IRVANA

Thank you very much to IRVANA's female friends

and thank you very much to the teachers who have guided me while at SMA Negeri 5 Gowa

Tulip 3, 3-3-2024

A Journey to Understand Various Points of View

By: Maghfirah Sabil Nurjannah

When I first came to Smudama, there were two things that actually bothered me a little, socializing and making friends. Many people know me as someone who is sociable, cheerful and fun, but actually it's the opposite. The real me is a person who is a little awkward at first meeting, doesn't really like socializing all the time, and appreciates solitude more. But I realized that this was all very impossible to do in a dormitory area, where I had to keep meeting other people for 24 hours. So how to solve it? How do I live my days with minimal noise and solitude? Do I choose not to make friends? Come on, I'll explain in the next few paragraphs.

I will start from my journey in grade 10. Actually, there is not much I can tell you about my first year in high school, because at that time my focus was not on making friends but on some personal problems that I brought from home to the dorm. This is not a good thing, I should have realized that it would have an impact on my daily life in the dorm. Things went a little badly, but at least I got to know my roommate and a few other friends.

I didn't make friends at that time, but there were things I learned. Seeing my seniors educating us as a class 10 so that we grow into the people we hope to be, made me realize that there are various characters that influence the way they educate, different mindsets that make them each have their own grip, and different levels of understanding and patience in carrying it out.

I will take some examples of these differences. Firstly, when one of us made a mistake, there were some seniors who reprimanded us firmly and didn't hesitate to raise their voices. On the other hand, there were also those who reprimanded us gently and with face to face only, but in the middle of it all there were those who chose to remain silent and didn't really care.

Next is about my friend's response when he received a warning from a senior. There are those who feel afraid and choose to obey, there are those who show a scared expression but actually don't care, and there are also those who don't care at all. This is the thing I noticed and learned the most during 10th grade, that people have different reactions to things, there are many personality types, and that's not a problem.

Stepping into grade 11, I think at this stage I have started to progress. I started hanging out with my classmates, starting to open up little by little, but I couldn't deny that I was still a little uncomfortable talking and socializing all day long. But I also couldn't help but respond to my friends, afraid they would think negative things, even though in fact I just needed a few moments alone.

I learned a little more than the previous grade level. In grade 11, I learned what is called caring. When a classmate is sick or injured, some friends pay attention and help, I know that is part of humanity but seeing it directly gives a warm feeling in my chest. When someone is sad, there are several friends who also offer themselves to be friends with stories.

At that point I thought, trying to appreciate togetherness more didn't seem so bad. Seeing how my friends and teachers joke with each other is really fun, seeing the various attitudes that each person has is both a challenge and a blessing. In 11th grade, I try to socialize but still value my time alone and recharge my energy.

Moving on to the final level, class 12. This is the point when I write this short experience. I changed, a lot, but in a positive context. I managed to socialize, my friends even gave me the nickname moodbooster, but the introvert label which is my true self will certainly never disappear. It was only when I was at this level that I realized that it wasn't just me who needed time alone, there were many who experienced the same thing. I used to close my eyes too much to see this. I am very grateful because my friends understand these personality differences.

Honestly, my mind was much more open when I was in grade 12. I analyzed all my friends' personalities, learned what things might offend them, and what they thought about things. We are all different, I admit that, but that's what makes us one beautiful unit with various colors.

I found the meaning of true friendship here, found the special feeling I got from my classmates, the feeling of family from a friend, and a place to tell stories. We grew together with various differences, we respect each other's boundaries, and hopefully we will meet again at the peak of glory.

Teratai 6 (Tetrix), March 3^rd 2024

Self-discovery through km 62

By. Nur Maharani Al Karim

Under the wide blue sky, on the mountain slopes between green pine trees and the fresh cool of the mountains, SMAN 5 Gowa was born and developed as Smudama or Tanah Andalan. For Rani, this is not just a school where knowledge develops, but also a place where adventure begins, togetherness and the character of life is formed. And in the mountaintop hostel, he finds not only a second home but also himself.

Nur Maharani Al Karim. Rani, I arrived at SMAN 5 Gowa when the sky was gray surrounded by thick fog. That afternoon started with everything, there were wishes and hopes placed on me, but there was also quite a bit of fear inside me of stepping on this place. I looked around, new people were passing by, not a few of whose faces I recognized, they were people i had known for about 7 months while online and were victims of Covid-19 at that time.

Initially, Rani felt isolated and uncomfortable. His every step is watched, his every action is measured, and his every word is heeded. However, behind all that, there was a small light that began to burn inside him. After several weeks here, there is one thing i have learned, Smudama is neatly organized with detailed regulations and one thing i always remember, "Every point in Smudama is knowledge." That is one of the sentences from Kak Syawal that has kept me going until now.

For every regulation, there is an important role that shapes everything. There are many foundations of life that i only learned about at Smudama. Behind all that, there is a sacred group that will supervise and maintain order in the school dormitory. The Force Home, the first committee formed in each force. Selected people who must hold office for life, become shoulders for their generation.

Traditions have always been passed down from generation to generation at this school. The rules are regulated in detail and in detail, every behavior has a responsibility. During grades 10 and 11, all forms of bad behavior and violations of classmate rules will be covered by the Home Forces. Grades 10 and 11 are the time when we monitor each other's behavior, but in grade 12, apart from being responsible for the mistakes of our orphanage class mates, we also monitor the behavior of our underclassmen.

Becoming an Army Home made me grow up to be more caring, smile, and continue to behave well without any gaps compared to many people at Smudama. It was difficult during grades 10 and 11 but his classmates like Ai, Zuhdi, Ai, Rangga, Nuge, Rafa, Rafi, Armand, Jalil, Qindil, Fathur, Irgi, and Ocang, Cica, Icalu, Fira, Anggun, Fasya , Akifah, Isra, Neqol, Desun, Orel, Fuji, Sasa, Ziar, and Sister Uswa as well as her Aspurba or dorm friends Nadya, Anggun, Tirana, Cica, Tiya, Rara, Seli, Sabil, Chalu, Misel, and Tri and the most The important thing is that his roommates, Anggun, Nadya and Tirana are the reasons why staying at Smudama is necessary. They are the ones who are always there in difficult times, giving him a shoulder to cry on and an ear to listen. Together, they go through difficult times and find strength in their friendship. These people became his support in conquering these challenges. They are the second house that offers the warmth of SMAN 5 Gowa as a bond of generation.

The peak of all difficulties came in grade 3. Here, Rani had to think about her own future while still monitoring and guiding her younger classmates. It feels like being a parent in a dormitory, where they have to teach their younger classmates to be independent and ready to face problems without relying on their parents' help.

However, in the midst of all that, Rani finds unexpected strength and courage within herself. Support from his classmates, dorm mates, and enthusiasm to achieve his goals carried him through these difficult times.

Rani has now arrived a month before her eternal return or what is often called smudama children, which is the final return before graduation. Class 27 and 28 students held a dormitory farewell event, a night with blue skies and stars decorating it, became a night full of emotion, it turns out our class has arrived at this day after many difficult things that have shaped us, after all the storms, that night everyone hugged, crying about things that will be remembered in the future.

And finally, at SMAN 5 Gowa, Rani not only found a second home and true friends, but also found her identity. Among the glittering student organizations, heated debates, and dazzling theater arts, he discovered a deep interest in the world of business. It became a calling for him after graduating, to step forward and pursue his dreams in the business world.

With hearts full of hope and unquenchable enthusiasm, Rani and her friends from the IRVANA Force are ready to face the challenges that await in the future, bringing the enthusiasm and experience they gained from SMAN 5 Gowa to every next step in their lives. Smudama is not just a school, but a place where Rani finds her home and herself and becomes better than before and completely whole.

My Second Home Km. 62

By Fuji Lestari

January 2 was the beginning of a new journey for a high school student named Fuji at a school called SMAN 5 GOWA or popularly known as SMUDAMA.  With a lot of preparations for entering the dorm, Fuji was helped by his family to carry the items to the front of the dormitory gate. After that, Fuji said goodbye to his family, even though Fuji was actually quite heavy-hearted, but he didn’t show it to his family because he didn’t want his family to worry about him.  Fuji went into his room at Tulip 1. He was surprised by the condition of the room, which was very messy, but the dormitory had not been lived in for 2 years during the corona period.  Fuji was the first occupant of the room, then his new roommate named Ira came and the two of them chatted lightly because they still felt strange to each other.  A few moments later, the resident of room 3 named Aliya arrived. They didn’t talk much because this was their first time interacting.  They focused on cleaning the room which was like a warehouse, it took 2 days until the room was really clean.

Long story short, we started doing dormitory quarantine as a tradition at SMUDAMA, day after day which felt difficult during the adjustment period to the tradition at SMUDAMA which upholds manners in life.  There are many things that are different between the underclassmen and the seniors, namely class 12, which might make the days at SMUDAMA quite difficult, but perhaps the one who felt the hardest at that time was Aliya, who had an experience like this every day that she couldn’t even iron.  And Fuji has to help him.  Aliya started to get tired of what she had to do so she started thinking about moving from SMUDAMA.

“I can’t take it anymore, I will tell my mother that I really don’t feel at home here,” said Aliya. 

          Fuji was silent for a moment, and could only say something to encourage him.

“Nothing is easy in this life, everything must be tried, even though it is hard at first, everything will pass as it should, we will learn many lessons in the future, so keep persevering Aliya.  It’s okay to cry if it makes you calmer.  But I beg you not to give up, there must be a lesson in everything,” said Fuji, which made Aliya think for a moment

Aliya then fell asleep because she was tired from crying.  Maybe it was because of the support of Aliya’s closest friends that he gave up his plans to move, which was a relief.

We went through tough days with so many ups and downs during quarantine where Fuji and his friends were not allowed to contact our parents directly except through letters sent via a 12th grader. There were many things that made Fuji tired during the quarantine period but with friends  who always support each other makes Fuji and his friends survive until the quarantine period ends.  Many of Fuji’s friends had problems with their 12th grade seniors, whether trivial or big, fortunately Fuji only had a few of the many problems that occurred.

A few months have passed since class 12 has begun to enter its final period in the dormitory which makes you feel... Maybe relieved, but Fuji also feels that there will be something more tiring after the departure of class 12 from the dormitory.  The first holiday since being in the hostel arrived, which was the start of Ramadan.  Fuji returns to his family, spending time after being apart for several months.  The holiday was quite short, it was time for Fuji to return to the dormitory where new beginnings began to form.

Fuji is entering a period called Matris (Transition Period), this name is the time in the dormitory which only consists of 2 classes, namely the Fuji class and the class 11 class. At first it may seem normal but then it becomes increasingly heated when class 11 starts looking for  very trivial problems, like they are more senior in dormitory life, even though the Fuji students and they entered the same dormitory, were quarantined together and were taught about the dormitory together.  Maybe this was Fuji’s bad feeling, that there would be something bigger in the future.

          “Hey class 10, we are in the same dormitory, but we are still seniors among you,” said one of class 11

This was the beginning of an unharmonious relationship between the Fuji Force and class 11 which was the 25th grade of SMUDAMA.  There were many things they took issue with from the Fuji Force, like we were all wrong about everything, making Fuji and his friends dislike them even more.  When he first entered Fuji, he felt that the class 12 seniors were very strict with them, but seeing 25’s genuine attitude towards the Fuji Class made him miss the class 12 seniors who were Class 24 of SMUDAMA.  The matrix period was the hardest time for Fuji, which made Fuji cry uncontrollably for the first time during his boarding.  And for the first time Fuji complained to his mother.

“Assalamu’alaikum mom.  Said Fuji, holding back his tears.

          “Wa’alaikumsalam Mama’s beautiful child, why are you calling?”  said Fuji’s mother gently.

          Just hearing that, Fuji started crying and his mother heard it.

          “Why are you crying?  Try telling me,” said his mother. 

          “Ahh, I’m just tired, Mom, my current upperclassmen are very unreasonable in managing us, whatever we do is wrong in their eyes, even things that are not important they take issue with, unlike my previous upperclassmen.”  which made Fuji cry even more.

          “Well, that’s life, son, we will definitely go through tough times and the choice is whether we want to accept and carry on or stop like cowards.  Just cry, son, if you are tired, but remember Mama’s message, you are strong, son, things like that are only things you can handle, keep your spirits up, Mama will always support you.  Every hard thing you go through will definitely have good things in the future.”  Mrs. Fuji said which made Fuji even more enthusiastic.

The day of accepting new students arrived, Fuji had already moved to a room called Mawar 4 which added 1 new room member.  Long story short, it is approaching the 77th August 17th celebration. The Fuji class meeting discussed preparations for August 17th, they started discussing the dress code and also talked about creating a class name for the future.  And they agreed to name their class Ex-Classico (Extraordinary Class Science One).  Fuji didn’t expect that name would become the most important part of his life in the future.  The beginning of a good relationship with each other began to appear after the formation of the class name.

Before the August 17th celebration, the Fuji Force held a meeting to discuss the name of their force, precisely on July 26 2022. After several discussions the Fuji Force had an official name called IRVANA (Ikatan Twenty Six The Resonance On Everlasting Saga) which is one of the things that  It is important in Fuji’s life that IRVANA is a resting place for Fuji when he is tired and is his home.  The many things that happened to IRVANA, both happy and sad, made IRVANA’s family ties even closer.  The name IRVANA was officially announced in front of everyone at an event called NIGHFEST on July 30 2022.

Some time passed, after the 10th grade students who were class 27 of SMUDAMA were able to go home after ending their quarantine period, precisely on Saturday evening at around 23.00 WITA, there was a loud knock on our room door.

          “Knock Knock Knock, ROSE 4 IS OPEN.  Said one of the 25 with an unpleasant face.

          “MEET AT TETRIX 5 MINUTES FROM NOW.”  He added.

How surprised Fuji and his roommate were with that call.  Even though Fuji already knows what will be done 25. It has become a tradition at SMUDAMA to give evaluations in a rough way called PO, and is marked by dinner. Usually class 12 will wear pink clothes together and braid their hair on the day this PO will be held.  

Fuji and his friends rushed to the PO location, namely Tetrix.  Before entering the room they will be checked to see if they are bringing anything, they cannot bring anything other than the clothes they are wearing.  And their cellphones were confiscated to avoid communication with parties outside the PO.  After that, they entered a scary room where they were told to sit in a very narrow situation and 25 sat in various places above them, such as on a bed, cupboard, study table and so on.

They said a lot of things to Fuji and her friends, rather than saying it was an evaluation, PO at that time was actually like a judgment for the girl IRVANA.  All the mistakes were read out without any solution to the problem, only insults and insults were even thrown into 25’s mouth. There were so many things that 25 had problems with, making girl IRVANA hate 25 even more.  After that, after going through a very tiring trial until 4.00 am in the morning, they had to take part in morning exercises with very tired bodies.  Even though 25 told them not to show tired faces, they didn’t care about that.

Fuji promises a day full of joy and sorrow.  But problems arose again for IRVANA with 25. At the event held by IRVANA, namely EMIRISE, the event initially ran smoothly without any problems being seen by Fuji.  This event was the place where the IRVANA Force Logo was shown with a logo in the shape of a space blue Lyra decorated with beautiful stars.  After the announcement of the class logo, the IRVANA class song was also played very beautifully with a very beautiful meaning.

After several series of events were held, 25 people started to show disappointment with the event which made IRVANA angry at their attitude like that, 25 went home feeling disappointed without saying thank you even though there were a few people who stayed and enjoyed the event, this still made us very angry  about that.  This incident made IRVANA’s relationship with 25 worse, according to IRVANA, it was an incident that they would never forget forever.  And relations between the two forces remain strained to this day.

Fuji went through day after day until Fuji arrived in class 12. Fuji spent his days well with his classmates who were very closely related.  Talking about grade 12, Fuji began to realize that everything he had gone through while at SMUDAMA was indeed tiring but taught Fuji a big lesson and he also realized that SMUDAMA was his second home which contained many valuable things that he would never forget.  Ex-Classico is a very active class with lots of laughter in it.  Fuji’s class friends are Tiya, Isra, Ziar, Desun, Aurel, Rani, Anggun, SisterUswa, Neqol, Akifa, Cica, Fasya, Sasa, Zuhdi, Torigh, Ai, Rafi, Nuge, Rafa, Ocang, Jalil, Rangga, Fatur,  Armand, Qindil.  They are unique people who colored Fuji’s life while at SMUDAMA.  Don’t forget that his extended family, namely IRVANA, is something very valuable for Fuji and also Fuji’s roommates while at TULIP 1, MAWAR 4 and MATRIX.  For Fuji, they are something very valuable for Fuji and he feels very grateful on the surface with them.

SMUDAMA has become a second home for Fuji.  A place he can come home to IRVANA and Ex-Classico will always be home for him even though it will be Fuji.  Fuji learned many things during his time at SMUDAMA, the manners taught were good things that Fuji got, the tabe’ culture became SMUDAMA’s hallmark as a school that is strong in its politeness towards older people.  SMUDAMA also teaches Table Manner, a sense of family is also an important aspect in Fuji’s life.  Even though Fuji went through many things that were difficult, there were also many more valuable things that Fuji gained while at SMUDAMA, making SMUDAMA a second home for Fuji and it will always be like that.

Me and My School

By : Abdullah Iqbal

One day when I graduated from junior high school and wanted to continue my education, I choose one of the superior schools in South Sulawesi, namely Senior High School 5 Gowa or what is known as “SMA Andalan” (smudama). I choose this school based on sthe experience I gained when I competed at Smudama in the annual Smudama competition known as CESS (Competition of English and Science Smudama). At that time I competed and stayed at Smudama for about a week. My first impression when I came to Smudama as a participant in the CESS  was a very good school, because I saw the calm environment, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, and also the very polite nature of the students.

One time after I registered and graduated at smudama. I spent my first day at high school studying online because I was in the midst of the Covid 19 pandemic. And entering my first online period at the beginning of 2022, at that time my feelings were mixed between happy and sad. happy because I can study offline and sad because I have to leave my family. When I arrived at smudama in the afternoon before sunset I was very sad to have to leave my family. That day I I said goodbye to my mother. Leaving him after being with him for about 15 years is very hard and difficult, but I have to do this for my future. Before my mother left me, my mother said, "take good care of yourself, study hard, you can do it". After that my father also conveyed the message, "Don't forget to pray and recite the Koran". I answered my parents' message tremblingly, "Yes, definitely, pray for me". I slowly left the car park and saw my family crying which made me cry too. The return of father and mother marks the start of boarding life. These tears also continued to flow.

After that, I tidied up my things one by one until sunset. After sunset, people clapped to signal it was time to eat. This activity was also carried out when I came to this school as a CESS participant. I experienced a lot of culture shock because I didn't expect that what makes students at this school polite is because of the strict upbringing of seniors. I had to live life at this school for 2 months without a cellphone and was taught strictly by seniors. This period is called the quarantine period.

The quarantine period was a very difficult time for me, maybe even the most difficult time I had ever lived in my life at that time. I also didn't have a place to tell stories during the quarantine period because my cellphone was confiscated so I didn't have a medium to communicate with my parents. Several times I felt like I wanted to run away but I always remembered my mother's message. Occasionally I also stay at the mosque and pray to Allah to speed up time because during quarantine I feel like 1 day is the same as 1 year. I was also reprimanded several times by seniors for being impolite when speaking, impolite when walking, etc.

During quarantine I always felt like my seniors were very evil. because some of the things I usually do at home are usually, in the eyes of my seniors, not worth doing. such as through teachers without saying excuse me, eating standing up, talking too loudly, being insensitive and many more. I felt like my seniors were too much at that time.

When quarantine was over I felt like a bird released from its cage. I was finally free and able to meet my parents. the day at home after quarantine my parents said there were many good changes in me after the quarantine period. I immediately thought maybe this happened because of my senior's upbringing, which maybe in my eyes looked evil but the results were very positive. The quarantine period has really changed my character to be more polite.

Now I'm in grade 3 and in one month I will graduate from this school. I am very sad because I have to leave Smudama. I ended up getting a lot of lessons at this school apart from general lessons, I learned a lot of life lessons at this school. Even though at first I thought this school was very evil because it allowed seniors to educate their juniors strictly, I was finally able to see the positive impact of this treatment. Here I made friends who always accompanied me to study until late at night, teachers who really became my own family because they were always there when I was sad. especially my teachers and classmates who are very kind and honest. We enter together, fight together and insya Allah, graduate together.

Boarding schools have a lot of stories. I learned about life, independence, new families, homesickness and things about life that I had learned in high school.

Summarecon Mutiara Jade East, 2^nd March 2024

BECAUSE OF THEM

By: AHMAD ZUHDI WALIUDDIN 

Smudama, when I hear people mention this name what pops into my head is "What is that school like?" "people said the school was scary?" "A lot of students are moving away, huh?" Apparently this is real, but only for a moment until you are completely immersed in it. 

Becoming a high school boarding student is not an easy  thing for me. There are many challenges that we have to face,  starting from being away from our parents and family, having  to adapt to new environments and new habits. It feels like going  to high school is like starting our new life, we have to keep  fighting or will we die? 

Life is full of puzzles, we don't know what will happen in the future. Just like the story of my journey while in high school, it is full of question marks. Who would have thought, I would grow and improve well at Smudama, who would have thought, I would learn many things from Smudama, who would have thought, I would meet special people who apparently became my life savers at Smudama.

Extraordinary Class Science One best known as Ex Classico ⎯ i don't know how to describe this silly class ⎯ with those 28 students who full with laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh for every single day. I don't know what always they thinking of but one thing is sure is laugh. January 5, 2022 was the first time I met them at this memorable school. Felt awkward, strangers, clumsy, shy, do not want to express such a real-self was the best first thing i did on that day. Who knows? That our friendships will come this far? Who knows? The one who really do not want to express themselves is the one who really got into "pickme" title. Life is full of surprises, challenges, misery, suffering, sorrows. Just embrace the unexpected and find joy in every moment because you will never know who you are going to meet that will change your life, forever insyaAllah, like what I feel right now. Feel blessed and grateful. A day, month, and a year I passed at this memorable school with the one who always  keep in touch with me, the one who always make me feel alive,  XCL.  

"Hai, I'm Zuhdi"  

Was the first sentence I said at that time. Their feedback, expression, response as if to welcome me with full happiness.  Can't imagine, that simple words could bring us until today. 

"Hai, nice to meet you!!" 

"Hai! Are you really Zuhdi? How tall?!"

"Zuhdi, you're so tall, hahahahah" 

These things came out from their mouth. Felt awkward really, I mean... yeah, it's Zuhdi hahahahahah. 

This school, with all the vibes, a school far from the hustle and bustle of the city. A school that I will likely miss with the people in it who always fill my days. Three years passed so fast. Honestly, if I think back, I almost quit this school, I almost decided not to go to school anymore, why? Because I really can't take it anymore. It feels very difficult to study here  because there are many things that are beyond my abilities. But  that suddenly stopped when I met them. Until finally I met  someone who seemed to be the reason for me to stay? My  reason to keep fighting, my reason to stay at school here, Ex Classico. Instantly they turned things around. Because of them,  I survived. I can't imagine what my life in smudama would be  like without them. God is good, sent people who are the reason  for me to keep fighting, people who fill my days with laughter  and happiness. Making me, who initially didn't really feel at  home going back to school at this school, become someone who  is very comfortable studying here.  

One of the things that i always remember is all of you  guys. You make me so much happier. When i had a bad day or  just say i'm not in the good mood, but all of you can comfort  me. The way you treated me hits different, you make me pleasant to be around you, feel safe, feel embraced, and feel  cheerful. i'll always remember these feelings. I don't know,  where i can get and feel these feelings that you have given me.  Can't even imagine, how my life would be without you.  

I always remember our moments together, even the  moments when we were in trouble, but one thing is laugh. Exam  moments, we do it together, we learn together, and we answer  it together hahahahah.  

Day by day, we through together. Can't believe, we're  really at the end of our journey. Those laughs, joys,  excitements, we can't feel it anymore. Really sad to face the  fact. Right now, we only have a month left together. Hard for  me, maybe because i drowning into you. Very heavy breaths I  emitted every day. Currently, the morning atmosphere at this  school is very bright even though sometimes it is also foggy.  Students flocked to the school area, among these students,  there were final year students who would soon graduate. 

For "Apa-apaan kamu ini", how could i meet the women  who always be a support system. What i mean is, they're always  taking care of me? They're know me so well. They're always  asking me about what happened on my day, they're always kind  to me. They're always make my day, in the class, without them, maybe the class will be boring. The jokes always fun hahahah.  Guys, i really happy to see you always holding hand each other,  always together wherever you go, always do something  together, i'm so happy for that. Hope those things will never  stop until the end of our life. Fasya, anggun, rani, decun, fuji,  calu, isrok, tiya, awrel, sasa, cica, zayer, kipo, neqol, fira, sister  uswa, i really love you and i really happy to meet you, thank  you for coming into my life.  

For "Ada Hati yang Harus Dijaga" thank you for always  be nice to me. Thank you for always make me laugh. Thank you  for always there for me. thank you for your extraordinary  togetherness, your warmth. Never thought, I would meet men  who really love each other, who provide laughter, warmth,  embrace each other, spread happiness to each other. will really  miss moments like this. Remember, guys? When we come to dorm from school, we always tease our girlfriends until they get  angry, we always chase them, we always play pranks with  them. I won't get moments like that anywhere else. Somehow,  i like those moments, even tough that really such a silly thing,  but i enjoy it. Will miss chasing each other around school, make  some noisy around the school, what a beautiful moments. A  moment to remember guys. Abdul, thank you for always being  there and always being a part of me, for being 24/7, for being  everything to me. Rangga and nuge, thank you for always  teasing me with the sweetest way. Jalil, thank you for always  being angry with me. Virgi, thank you for always being there and giving me warmth. Rafathin, thank you for always teasing  me with the cutest way. Fauzan and Fathur, thank you for the  laughter and happiness. Armand, thank you for caring about  each other. Qindil, thank you for your understanding. Rafi,  thank you for always showing the personal characteristics of a  Rafi. Will miss all this, all the things we have been through  together. I never thought I would meet people like you. I am  happy. I really love you.  

Oh grateful, i could say, we capturing a lots of moments  together. Will miss our holiday trip together, hangout together,  eat meatballs together, chasing each other, gossiping and so  on. So much moments guys, one think that i will always grateful  for. Please guys, when we graduate, please to always keep each  other informed, please to always maintain good communication. Good relationships come from good communication. I don't  want to lose communication with you. So, please let's take care  our friendship together.  

Smudama taught me many things. There were many  very meaningful life lessons during my time at high school. Ups  and downs, so much lessons. What started as me almost dying  at school at Smudama became me being very alive while at  Smudama. Apparently smudama is as beautiful as the people in  it. I met a lots of kindest people, i could say, XCL full with the  wondeful-kindest-outstanding-fabolous people. 

Could we just stay in this moment for a moment? I can't  afford it to let you go guys, lots of moment we through  together, it's not easy for me. Please, just stay for a little longer  till i can truly let you go.  

Oh yah, through this story, zuhdi (as a president of the  class) really want to say thank you so much for all of you. Thank  you so much for what happened between us. Thank you for  always excited for every single thing about our class, thank you  very much for always give the best for every single things, thank  you for always want to hear such direction from Zuhdi, thank  you for always be the winner for any competition, thank you for the effort, thank you for the time you guys always spent just  for us, thank you for everthing, endless love from Zuhdi.  

You're gonna live forever in me, xcl.  

Thank you for everthing. 

March 6, 2024. 

Me & My School

By Muh. Rafathin Ardian S.

I started my SMUDAMA activities by participating in the School Environment Introduction Period (MPLS) which was carried out online because at that time it was still a pandemic atmosphere that required us to participate in activities from home. Then, I joined cluster 1 of 27 people and it turned out that they would be my classmates for 3 years. We started to get to know each other, but while people were using WhatsApp as the main app, my male classmate and I used discord and created a special group of us to communicate with each other. As a result, we live school life quite cool because we always interact through the discord group.

In short, we were faced with a work program from the Student Council, namely the Competition of English & Science Smudama (CESS) 9, an English and science competition for junior high school level, as well as to attract the attention of junior high school students to continue their studies at SMUDAMA, where all SMUDAMA students will be the committee. We also followed various directions from our upperclassmen who acted as division leaders and section coordinators of this CESS 9 activity. I, who am part of the security section, was appointed to report on what our section will do during the meeting. I read the report very carefully, word for word. After finishing reading the report, the brothers in the security section also appreciated me for daring to read the report to the end and made my confidence increase instantly. I also carried out my duties in the security section until the activity ended.

Then, we arrived at the end of the first semester, where the PORSEDA (Sports, Arts and Da'wah Week) activities were finally held and my class won the overall champion at PORSEDA this time because it won in many competitions. And in the end, I closed this first semester by taking an online report card.

After waiting for a long time for the COVID-19 pandemic to end, the government finally issued an announcement that teaching and learning activities will be held offline again in early 2022, precisely in the semester in white and gray uniforms. I left with my family for a new place in my life. When I got there, I unloaded my luggage one by one and was helped by several upperclassmen who had come to the dormitory first and then led me to the room I would occupy later, Melati 7, that was the name of my room. After that, I followed the whole series of activities in my dormitory until it was time for rest. The next day, I went to school wearing a white-gray uniform complete with pins and belts and met all my classmates for the first time. Then, I saw an unique figure that caught my eye, Aurel 's name. Over time, I noticed her more and more in class. However, I hadn't thought of confessing my feelings to him at that time. As the days passed, I got used to all the twists and turns of life in SMUDAMA, I also got closer to all the people here, especially with the boys in my class. They may seem boring, but when we get together, life becomes more enjoyable. Because basically, they are very loyal so it feels comfortable to be around them.

One semester passed, my suffering as a 10th grade finally ended. I went up to 11th grade along with 26 other people who were previously in X Exact 1. At the beginning of the third semester, I was selected to join the student council management and got a position in the form of deputy treasurer, one of the positions in the core board of the student council. This made me more active when I was in school, especially when student council activities were being carried out. Day by day I went through, until in the end, I was interested in participating in the registration of candidates for the next period of student council president. I went through various stages, then won the most votes when the vote was carried out which made me the student council president in the next management.

In short, the years changed. I started my fourth semester with excitement, because this semester I was inaugurated as the student council president at my school. I spent more time on organization than studying materials at school. Not infrequently I encounter new obstacles and challenges that exist in my life. In the end, I ended my fourth semester with a report card that didn't match my expectations. However, my parents still encouraged me and told me to stay optimistic in living my life.

In semester 5, soon I will leave this school because I will continue my education to a higher level. Which means, I will part with my friends who have spent a lot of time with me for about 2 years. It may sound sad, but it is fate that we must accept. Therefore, in this semester, my friends and I became more active, especially in doing fun things, so that later we have many moments that we can remember at any time and we can retell when we meet again in the future. However, time seemed so fast this semester, maybe because we enjoyed the moments in this semester.

And finally, I arrived at the last semester, which was semester 6. I, who had held the position of student council president for approximately 1 year, finally departed. This is enough to make me sad because half of my life in SMUDAMA is in the student council. It was an organization that gave me a lot of experience that I didn't get anywhere else. However, I am also happy that the burden I have been carrying all this time has finally disappeared instantly, and I can focus on achieving my goals in the future. Suddenly, this old feeling in my heart was turbulent again. I, who had previously discouraged being close to her, finally melted when I looked back at her beautiful eyes. Honestly, until this story was made, I still confused about what to do with him. Obviously, I just wanted him to know my true feelings.

The End.

8 March 2024

ME AND MY HABITS IN DORMITORY

By:MUHAMMAD FAUZAN

This is my story where I entered adolescence at the age of 17 and moved to the level of education which is from junior high school to entering high school. In March 2021 I have entered high school, I attend SMAN 5 GOWA which is in the city of Gowa and the distance from home to my school ranges hundreds of kilometers. But fortunately it is a boarding school.

          I was escorted by my parents and I brought some things that I needed to use in the dormitory. I still remember there I said goodbye to my parents and I looked for the dormitory in the rain. I also found my room and it was located a little further than the other rooms. Arriving at the room I met my room mate who would be my room mate for the next 1 year. I introduced myself and we talked a bit while cleaning the room which was very dirty. In the evening we were greeted by some seniors who lived around my room, we introduced ourselves to each other and talked about the culture of the school and the dormitory.

          When I woke up in the morning, which was my first day of school, I made preparations such as ironing my clothes, showering, praying, having breakfast and going to school. Before learning we are encouraged to clean the class before starting the lesson. At the time of learning we introduce ourselves to our classmates and that's when the lesson starts, and the lesson will finish at 3pm. After returning from school I get ready for prayer, after prayer I also do daily activities in the dormitory such as washing clothes, washing dishes, playing with friends, chatting with seniors, and not forgetting to do assignments. After that, I took an afternoon shower and got ready for prayers and also had dinner in a room called the serving room. After that, I took a break from what I was doing. I did those activities day after day and before I knew it, the semester exams were almost here. I began to seriously study to get good grades. On the first day of the exam I felt doubtful about my ability but that didn't stop me from taking the exam. I took the exam with full focus and calmness until the exam was over, and in the end the exam was over and I was relieved because the exam went smoothly.

          Several months have passed, and the month of Ramadan has arrived. The students were given a few days off at the beginning of the month for 10 days and then continued learning at school while participating in Ramadan activities. I usually do some activities such as sahur with friends, increase worship, study at school or in the dormitory, and break the fast on time. At the end of the month the students were given a 10-day holiday. Some time later I realized that the seniors in the dormitory would soon be leaving school. My friends and I organized a small event to welcome the departure of the seniors who had accompanied me from the first day of school. We used to talk about the past and say funny words as a joke. I still remember those memories and in the end the seniors left school at the end of Ramadhan. I was promoted from grade 10 to grade 11.

          A few months have passed, I've moved up to 11th grade and a lot has changed since the long vacation, including the room I live in and the room mates I've changed. I cleaned out my old room and moved into my new room. I moved all my stuff and it took quite a while for my stuff to be organized. I got a new room mate and luckily I got along well with my new room mate, and as usual I studied hard while holding several work programs. The semester exams were almost here and as usual I studied hard to prepare for them. But for the exam this time I played too much so I wasted a lot of time studying. The day of the exam came, I answered the questions with full focus but there were many questions that I didn't answer and I felt a little sorry about it, but I didn't really care.

          A few months later after the semester exams there was an event called PORSEDA. PORSEDA is a sports week event held at the end of the semester. The event consisted of football, volleyball, basketball, badminton, and other competitions. I participated in the competition with my classmates and I was excited about the competition. With good cooperation and sportsmanship, my class won the sports competition by winning first place in all sports. My friends and I were very happy because we had won all the competitions. And after the event ended, my friends and I moved up from grade 11 to grade 12 and got a 2-week long vacation. I enjoyed the vacation.

          After the long vacation had passed, it didn't feel like it was long until graduation day. I realized that I had little time left and I had to reduce my playing time to prepare for the university test. I wanted to enter the university that I had dreamed of, the University of Indonesia, majoring in pharmacy. I tried to find free time that I would use to study in a very short time. Maybe I could play a little as a form of relaxation while I studied. And I did that day after day until the long-awaited day came, the university test. But before that, my friends and I made one last event before the exam day. We bought some food and talked about the future that will be passed later, not forgetting to give a message of impression that each person conveyed. There are many memories that I remember at that time.

And this story ends here. There are many events and incidents that I have experienced until now. The memories that I felt back then will be remembered until I reach the goals that I dream of in the future

 

7 MARET 2024

 My Ex-Classico Family

 By: Ahmad Jalil Dzaky

My name is Jalil. I am a student at SMAN 5 GOWA or commonly known as SMUDAMA. And this is my story where I spent my high school years with my classmates who I can consider as my own family.

On January 3 2021 I came to SMUDAMA to study offline and live in a boarding house after going through the COVID-19 period. On my first day at SMUDAMA I was allocated a room in the dormitory together with my classmate named Abdullah Iqbal and in my dormitory block there were also several of my classmates such as Rafa, Zuhdi, Armand, etc.

The next day I started my first day studying with my classmates offline, at which time I already knew several of my friends. Because when I was still learning online, I once made a class event and also made a competition video for the PORSEDA activity where the event took place at my own house and that's how I got to know some of my classmates. So on that first day I was no longer awkward towards them.

When I was in grade 10 I lived life at SMUDAMA with my friends like the life of boarding students in general. Such as studying, taking part in extracurricular activities, participating in OSIS activities, etc. Everything went like that until I was in grade 11 at SMUDAMA.

It was in grade 11 that I started having lots of moments with my classmates. I started to feel close to Virgi, and also Qindil, who was my friend from when I was in middle school. I often talk to them about various things ranging from discussing football, discussing films, discussing dormitories, etc. However, that doesn't mean I'm not close to my other friends. I also often joke with my other friends such as Ai, Zuhdi, Rafi, Nuge, Rafa, Fatur, Ocang, Rangga, and Armand, and my female friends in class. They are the people who always made me happy every day while I was studying at SMUDAMA.

The most memorable moment during our high school years was when we took part in our end of school year activity, namely, PORSEDA. When we took part in PORSEDA, we took part in various competitions such as futsal, volleyball, basketball, esports, etc. And from this PORSEDA activity, the name of my class, EX-Classico, was formed, where the contents were not just ordinary friends but like my own family when I was at school. Because we always go through happy and sad things together and always support each other.

The next memorable moment was when we were on semester break and we went on an end-of-year trip together to Bira Beach. There, we enjoyed the sunset, sunshine together. We also enjoyed the beautiful view and spent time talking and playing games together in the Villa we stayed in.

And then came the time when I was in grade 12. When I entered grade 12 I made a new friend who had previously participated in a student exchange activity to Italy, her name was Kak Uswa. I called him sis because he was actually my senior at SMUDAMA but because he took part in student exchange activities he graduated at the same time as my class. And we also tried to get to know him.

A very memorable moment for me when I was in grade 12 was when my friends and I traveled to Pangkep while we were on odd semester break. Which I and several of my friends had planned this beforehand. Starting from me taking care of transportation with Rangga, Zuhdi taking care of permits for my other friends' parents. During the trip, my friend and I used 2 cars to get there, namely my car which contained, Rafa, Aurel, Cica, Zuhdi, and Sis Uswa and there were also those who left using Sasa's parents' car, namely, Sasa, Ica, Denaya, Fatiyah. We who departed from Makassar were greeted by my friends who were in Pangkep, namely, Nuge, Ocang, Rani, Fasya, and Isra very friendly. And our first visit when we were in Pangkep was to Fasya's house. There we ate together, telling stories and playing cards, while waiting for the arrival of Rangga, who had just returned from Bali to Makassar. When Rangga arrived in Pangkep, the group that had been in Sasa's parents' car moved to Rangga's car and there were also some on motorbikes. After leaving Fasya's house, we wanted to go to Nuge's house to stay there. When we arrived at Nuge's house we had dinner there and stored our things. After that we continued walking to the Sharp Bamboo Monument in Pangkep. There we played, painted pictures followed by telling stories in Yotta. After that we returned to Nuge's house to rest, however, before we rested we played a game first, a game called "who's the spy". We played these games until late at night and after that we rested to go on our journey the next day. The next day, after we ate breakfast provided at Nuge's house, we immediately went to the Leang Lonrong tourist attraction in Pangkep. There, we swam, enjoyed the sunshine together, and spent time together until it was time for midday prayers. And after leaving Leang Lonrong we went to the fasya house to pray and clean up. And after that we returned to Makassar.

And in January we received sad news that the sister of one of my classmates had died, namely Fasya's sister. And when we heard the news, we immediately planned to visit his house. After mourning, we returned to SMUDAMA with sad hearts.

Those are some of the moments in my story with my EX-Classico family which continued until just before our graduation day arrived. And I hope that after we graduate, we will be successful people in the future and can always be together in the future.

But actually not all of our journeys run smoothly and happily. We also face challenges and conflicts throughout the year. However, we learned to support each other and solve problems together. And that experience taught us that true friendship is when you have someone who is always by your side, both in joy and in sorrow.

Tinggimoncong: March 5, 2024

ME AND MY SCHOOL

By : Anugerah Putra Has Pratama

  At that time, January 2022 was the first time that schools were holding offline learning again and at that time I set foot in my school, which is a famous school in South Sulawesi which is located in Gowa Regency, namely SMAN 5 GOWA or what people usually call SMUDAMA. A building that I will live in for 3 years to pursue the future. That day I had to say goodbye to mom. Mama, these 4 letters 1 word are a beautiful angel sent by God to me, separating from him after 15 years together is very difficult, but I have to do this for the sake of the future. Unfortunately, father and mother couldn't come in to see the condition of my room. The room with 8 beds, 8 cupboards and 8 study tables is large enough to be my second home in order to seek success. Before mom left me, mom said, "Take care of yourself, son, you can do it." Mom's voice trembled. I saw the feeling of not wanting to let me go. Tears fell reflexively, sobbing I answered my mother's message "Sure mom, mom is fine, ma'am, pray for me. Mom kissed my forehead and slowly left me. Mom and Dad's return means dorm life has begun. These tears continued to roll down both eyelids as mom and dad returned home.

  After that I started tidying up my things one by one until the time for Maghrib prayer arrived. After the prayer people started clapping with a certain tone. I was surprised at that time but after asking the seniors it turned out that it was a sign of dinner time. I immediately rushed to room and changed clothes and joined in the applause. We were directed to the dining room, but before entering we were directed to line up first while clapping in the same tone. And after waiting for some time we entered the dining room which is usually called the Maccinibaji Serving Room.

  Eating a meal in a hostel is very different from the pleasure of eating a meal at home. Remembering Mom's message is the main principle that I must maintain to live life in a hostel. For a moment I thought everyone felt the same way, not just me. Here the mentality is at stake. I am strong for mom, for dad, for my sister and for the future.

  Solidarity and togetherness are very much needed. One by one I started to get to know friends. Step by step we started to build a friendship. Until finally we formed a brotherhood. I learned to appreciate every difference in my dorm mates. I realize that everyone is created differently, just like my dorm friends. They are fun but sometimes they are annoying. Day after day I spend with them, my dorm friends. Over time, the stronger the brotherhood that is built in the dormitory becomes. I learned that differences between friends in a dormitory can create a beautiful brotherhood.   

  Independence is the hardest thing I have to live with. Doing activities without mom is hard. Waking up in the morning without mom's nagging is something I really miss. Mom's caress when I'm tired after doing activities, mom's role as a good listener when I confide, and so on are part of the activities I do with mom. This is my new chapter in life, I must be able to challenge all the obstacles that come my way.

  Boarding school has a story, I learned little by little about the events I went through, the longing for my mother and father, the independence that I had to go through, new friends, a new house, and everything about boarding has taught me the true meaning of life.   

Betel Nut 2,1-3-2024

 

A RUINED LIFE

By: Qindil

          Maybe this story will not be the same as others may created before, but that’s what makes human so special. We can feel joy, happiness, sadness, and hatred. I am the hatred. Maybe whoever read this will be triggered by what i’m going to say as off their beloved “smudama” will be destroyed in this writing. I do believe this will create insight as i myself, the writer are currently a third grade student in that school by the time I write this story and also one of “irvana”. Really, hearing the name or reminiscing back all the memories makes me want to puke.

          My name is Qindil Ramadhan, i’m just an ordinary boy, average boy who just got graduated from junior high school. Like other average boy in Indonesia, no one really care about what will you be when you grown up and don’t even get me started about parents, such unsupported individuals. Long story short I continue to pursue my academics and here I am, Smudama high school. And entering this school is the worst decision, and hurtful experience I could ever imagine, and you know how bad is it? I can’t even called it a decision. It’s a straight up forced act. 

          What makes me dislike my parents decision about getting me into this is school is the fact that it’s a dormitory and for me, I cant go to a gym anymore, one thing that im really passion about that this school shatter itt so bad. All this school care about is academically, and the truth is, we cant be a perfect human being with only just that, that kind of method will only lead us to being a working ant and having a minimum salary by the time we become 35. It’s not that im not smart, I am. I’m a top ace student back then and im just getting bored about all of it and that’s how it goes. Observing is the key when you are in a new environment, that way we can make a wise decision on what’s ahead. And by the looks of it this school is just using the other so old-fashioned method of educating like other dormitory had, prison style perhaps.

          I will explain in three main categories about this school in my current writing, that is school, dormitory, and environment. Because to be honest, I don’t want this to be just a short story, I want it to become a lesson, a sharing experience about what this school is actually be. Did I also mention that this school is one of the prestigious in my place, yes they are. First of all, school. As much im hating my experience here as im not getting any valuable skill in my 3 years being here, I can say that maybe someone especially who read this are actually people who genuinely want to pursue great academic education, then maybe it’s the place for you but if not, just prepare yourself as you will waste 3 years of your life in a place that not only you dislike, but will ruin your life at the same time. As we continue to our second topic, dormitory. Nothing I can say more about this system more than a prison, the room is decent, the food is horrendous, and the senior is just a prick. I mean it’s Rp15.000.000,00 per 1 year but come on, they can do better than that. A senior should be memorable to their dear junior and for me they all just trash, I have no emotional attachment to them at all and if I do someday stumble one of them being a beggar then really, im not even surprised, because the truth is, a lot people here are worse than devil. That’s how awful they are. 

          And here we are to the last topic, environment. Remember I mention about the word “irvana”, that’s what you called friends here, for god sake, don’t be fooled. They are the most backfiring and gaslighting community you will ever met. They have this so like communism idea that we should always unite but the fact I can see all of their plaything to just become famous, to be the “boss”, to be the cool kid makes me want to vomit, it is so disgusting. But what im afraid is that if im too long to live near them I’ll be put down to their level, a pig friends will become one right? Luckily, I only spent 3 years being here and I cant wait to cut off all of them and forgot that I’ve been here before, I will be back to be the man I used to be, or maybe better as I’ve passed through the hell in this world and I promise I will hate everything about this place to the eternity because in the end, I was never a smudamers. 

SMUDAMA & EXCLASSICO.

By Ziar Asyratul Wilada

Hi, I’m Ziar. One of the student in my class, Exclassico. Well, less than a month we will leave this school starting our journey and preparing our dream university. Yes. No one expected my high scholl years is filled by these memorable things. Got really fun and solid classmates, a-same-frequency room mates, also a really humble dorm mates, and a dorm’s life I never imagined before. Like, wow? In here, in SMAN 5 GOWA, or usually called SMUDAMA.I can’t believe it, I’ve been here for more than 2 years. If we think, like how could i survive here? How could that possible that I am this happy and proud now because I did it? Hahaha well, smudama is really something like magic! Here, we are really trained and educated, especially in mental matters. Alas! As people said, that only those who have a “mental as steel” can survive in SMUDAMA. How it couldn’t be, the education’s pattern was really different from others. RESPECT!

Hmm, let’s start. I first entered the dormitory as a boarding school’s student in January 2022, exactly it’s about 2 years ago. At that time, my class was late due to COVID-19 pandemic since 2019. At that time, everything felt weird. The atmosphere, the people, haha really awkward. When I arrived at school from my hometown, the older student helped us to take our stuff to the room. I don’t know that my room was the furthest room, Seruni 1. That was the first day I meed my roommates, Nuril, Arifah, and Sasa. We rushed to clean the room until we forgot it was already late. It’s dinner time! We come to the dining room, called “RSJ” a.k.a “Ruang Saji”. It was the first meeting of 3 generations. Anyway, only Smudamers know what our mood is at the RSJ! Crazy!

It will be boring I think if I took my story like this. I will highlight something in my story. I will tell you about my classmates. I feel so grateful to have them. How could it not be, I am a student from a village who suddenly continued my education at a superior school like this, which even used to have the nickname "Sekolah Andalan" of South Sulawesi. They are unique children. From those with sky-high achievements, good public speaking, good at basketball and sports, experts at playing musical instruments, also some of them memorizing the Qur’an and having extensive religious knowledge. Surprisingly, none of them are introverts... All of them are extroverts in their own way, there are those who talk a lot, are chatty for mercy, there are those who are really naughty, there are those who always pretend to be calm but can't, or the ranks of boys who always pretending to maintain their authority, Do you feel cool? Omg.. They are EXCLASSICO. Mr Hasyim's homeroom students. The class is full of color.

But, what to do? They're really fun! It feels like words can't sum it all up. But I'll try my best. Long story short, in this class there is no such thing as a "circle". But there are 2 gangs. The women's side, and the men's side. We're like Tom and Jerry! From a girl who is “validation needed please!”, against the boy whose prestige is exorbitant. There are so many annoying incidents, that when we remember them, we will smile coz of them. Starting from chasing each other on the school paving, pranking each other, to act like a child to the teacher. Oh yeah, this class is really noisy. People said we tarnished the name of the class "MIPA 1" which is actually synonymous with serious ambitious people in it wkwkw. If there are teachers who come to class, they will definitely say that this is the noisiest class they teach. This is the class that is the most finicky. But strangely, the teachers really liked and enjoyed teaching in our class. Maybe it's because of our familiarity with each other, huh? We also generally get along with the teachers. Zuhdi, our leader is our liaison. Either with our fellow friends or between us and the teachers. But things to underlined is if the teachers are given assignments in our class, we will definitely finish it faster than other classes. If teachers are given us a daily tests or exams, the average will definitely be the highest. If they gave us a job, we will be the most reliable student!

We face ups and downs together in this class. For example, in inter-class competitions, EXCLASSICO is never absent from the top 3. At the first PORSEDA, we straight away winning the 1st place! Very surprised, Alhamdulillah. However, because of condition is like this, friends from other classes slightly dislike our class. We were also confused about what to do, but that’s just an ordinary things of a SHS’s students. That's what usually happens. We also sometimes become a class that is considered "solo career" in our school, or what we usually know as "mau menang sendiri” in Indonesia. Yes, because we are that kind of competitive. Btw, talking about solidity, who doesn't know how solid this class is? Masha Allah. I hope in the university I will also find a classmate's happiness like this. Oh yes, because you guys mean a lot, I'll mention it! The girls, there are Denaya, Cica, Rani, Tiya, Calu, Aurell, Fuji, Akipa, Fasya, Isro, Neqol, Anggun, Sabil, Sasa, and Sist Uswa. The boys, there are ai, nuge, zuhdi, rangga, rafa, torigh, memeng a.k.a fatur, ocang the chemistry expert, qindil, jalil, and rafi. They were my best classmates ever so far.

Finally, the time has come for us to leave our home, smudama. It feels good to be able to share stories and experiences here. It feels great to be part of this school. It's nice to be able to feel and see "miniature life" here. Happy to be able to grow and develop here, with the teachers, students, and really cool school and dormitory residents. We have no regrets about studying here. Life values that we can't get at other schools, but here. It's really like a mirror of life. I really love my friends. Special thanks to our teacher especially Mr. Hasyim, my room mates, dorm mates, classmates, dinner’s friends, IRVANA 26, all the brothers and sisters, especially 27 and 28, as well as older brothers and sisters from 24 and 25 who have made so many memories in our hearts. Also for all of the committee that I can’t explained how good them. Let's throw away the bad, and take the positive. For my generation, IRVANA, when the announcement comes, we will exchanging a good news to each other, okay? BLUE FOR US!

ME and SMUDAMA

By : Nayla Faravisa Qalbiah

The cloudy sun greeted me with the beautiful chirping of birds accompanied by the sound of raindrops, it was my first day at boarding school. at a school called SMAN 5 GOWA. At that time, it was straight into the 2nd semester of class 1. You said the first day, how come it went straight into the 2nd semester? Yes, that's because Covid 19 cases are increasing in 2021 so we all go to online school.

The first time we entered was the most stressful thing, there were a lot of doubts and fears, plus we had to undergo quarantine for 2 months, a period where we didn't have a cellphone, met outsiders, ate as little as we could, and we were still in the adjustment stage. This time I will tell you why my school and I were able to meet. I came from an ordinary middle school, but I became extraordinary in that middle school. My mother always hopes that one day I can go to a superior and great high school. Until finally I arrived at the end of middle school. As time goes on, we are required to move to the next level. At that time I really wanted to continue where my mother taught as a high school teacher. Apart from being close to home, there were also many friends from my middle school days, but unfortunately my mother refused and said that I had to go to school in a much better place than her school.

My second choice fell on MAN INSAN CENDIKIA, or what is usually called MAN IC. With feelings full of hope and struggle, I registered myself there, willingly and widening my chest to be away from my parents. But unfortunately, I didn't pass. So that insincerity was what led me to pick up SMUDAMA. Mainstay high school in South Sulawesi. A high school that meets my parents' expectations, a high school that, God willing, can lead me to achieve my dreams. Even though you will still be far from your parents. That's how I met my current high school...

Day after day I lived my high school years at SMUDAMA, I made friends who were very caring, solid friends and always happy... Living independently there taught me a lot about the meaning of life. Far from the city center but decorated with beautiful mountains and fog every morning and evening... The piercing cold at dawn requires us to get up to study while chasing secret stairs. I'm in a Mathematics 1 class which has lots of random people and various unique characteristics. meeting them was the peak of unlimited happiness, with Ai and Zuhdi who became icons of our class called EXCLASICO. We have been through various feelings and situations together, the feeling of happiness when we went on holiday to Bulukumba, Pangkep, Bugis, Malino... The feeling of sadness when visiting one of our friends' families... The feeling of disappointment when we didn't get permission... The feeling of anger when between men and women arguing... and the feeling of excitement when we find out that one of our friends has a birthday and is ready to be thrown into green tea, a foul-smelling pool, hahah and many other things...

Apart from EXCLASICO, there is actually a bigger scope that is happier, namely IRVANA... Batch 26 which has always been an important part of my life, hopefully in the future IRVANA's friends can become successful people and achieve their respective goals. There is something that will probably always be in my memory, it was the night of the class group photo together, the photo was set in the biggest building in our school, the Anakkukang Library, a very happy and sad night welcoming our farewell... The smoke and spotlights were blue according to the color our generation decorated the beauty of the night... The cool night breeze and the many stars in the sky added to the excitement of the night. Exactly at 01.00 that evening the event closed with jumping and running together... Thank you IRVANA. Actually, the most beautiful meeting is not just about graduating from this school, but about who we meet at that school.

I will also tell you about the people who have always accompanied me for 3 years, who have always been by my side in times of trouble and happiness, people who have accompanied me closing the night while telling stories and the first person I saw in the morning, my dorm room friend while at SMUDAMA. Let me introduce you to Ira, she's from Pangkep, she's not stingy and often shares, she's diligent in cleaning, and she's also smart. Then this is Eka, she is the most unique person I have met, she is very childish, she is also unstable and sensitive, but she is mature enough to be someone to confide in, and finally Naput is a woman who is quite cool, introverted but cheerful towards certain people, she is an unstable person. also, but he is the most mature in matters of love, he is also my dining table friend in the room serve. We went through many things together, including moving from a first class room to a second class room, with the drama of running out of contracts... problems that felt as if we were being kicked out, urged to move immediately, told to quickly fix things. but it actually happened, the only difference was that the landlady was an upperclassman... well, what could it do to us younger siblings?

The rain here is very exciting for me, because after the rain, a beautiful mist appears colored by a rainbow that rises curved to decorate the green mountain scenery, cool and peaceful, nothing can beat the beauty of rain falling on SMUDAMA, surely one day I will really miss him... Stories about smudama will never end to be remembered, there are many other things. I can't tell you one by one, but thank you SMUDAMA which has changed a lot myself.

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