Time checked 7:04 in the morning on the second day of August. The skies is cloudy the weather is windy I don't think it will gonna rain today, july's rainy month had passed and today is august it's a great weather to start our month so let's all be productive.
I really wanted to write a story earlier at 4:00 am but I can't do it, when my mother find out I'm awake at dawn I'll be doomed. Our sleep time and time to wake up has been dictated. I can't blame my mother for this. One of my friends, my neighbor drop down his platelets number excessively she's now admitted to the hospital and needed an immediate blood transfusion. So yeah my younger siblings got scolded for this and I don't know why my mother even mentioned me lol. But I still needed to follow our mother. Because everything they said is for our sake also. So that's the reason why I'm writing right now at passed 7:00 am in the morning.
Story time.
The story of mine I'm gonna tell, is about a group activities we had just last semester ago. This activity is on purposive communication subject, where they teach us the importance of communication, the use of communication and some barriers that hinders the communication. So yeah.
Last semester ago, around midterm, my teacher gave us an group activity about the topic "harmony in diversity". He wanted us to show through video of 3 minutes to 5 minutes running time on how come that even though there is diversity we can still harmonized to each other and have peaceful life. As a college student it's actually a simple task. But a problem occur, we're at still under the General Community Quarantine (GCQ) and meeting with each other from different locations is highly prohibited. It's all thanks to the pandemic we're facing, and the people who didn't follow the safety protocol.
Going back, my groupmates voted me to become their leaders. I become used to be a leader since in highschool so this one looks slightly normal to me. The difference is that I didn't even meet my classmates or checked their abilities. Because it's our 1st year in college and we still haven't had our normal face to face classes.
Another going back, after making a groupchat for us, and choosing me as their leader, I didn't make any decisions and instructions yet and just gave them some few words about the corresponding topic. After a short period of time we then start brainstorming. We talk about how we want to deliver the message, I persuade them to give their suggestions there's no little suggestions if it's a suggestions everything can be add up and build up.
We come up in many idea of ,Role playing, story telling or narrating, singing, documenting some information. All of us mostly agreed on role playing because for us it's the safest way to have good grades, story telling might be boring, and singing might lessen our dignity .kidding aside.
I knew that role playing is the best plan for that one and so I know that, that is also what other groups thinking about so I didn't agreed on what we talk about and told them my reasoning. They all agreed on me and I proposed something new. Old ways but unique. I told them to give me a day coz I'll gonna write a poem about the topic.
They did, Making a poem is not hard nor easy it's just that you need to have am inspiration and be motivated. I then watch some documentary about it, about war, and it's effect I started writing poem and I came up to this results.
The tale of a child
And so the tale of a child
Who ask his father why their house is gone
Where are we going? He then add
While walking away from his house on fire.
He who walks, See's everything
Structures, peoples are on ground lying.
From endless walking, he went so far.
And that's when he realized, they're on war.
The war that start by the sin of greed.
And a misconception from their beliefs
This results and leads to death ,
Of a million people from different ethnices
A simple problem of the big people,
That cause the nation a big tremble
Every men will fight, base on constitution.
You'll kill someone, even against your resolution.
And here is the poem from soldier of war
That hadn't reach to the ones he love
He was shot in head and died on spot.
A lonely soldier, a victim of war.
Children's are screaming, ladies are crying.
Each and everyone I see are nervous and panicking.
"When will it end" they all saying
When can we live in a place of tranquil?
A place where were everyone is one,
Where we can freely diversified under the sun
A place where the conflict and war has done.
When there's no such thing as granades and gun.
A place where we can sleep without nightmares. And believes that God hear our prayers.
A place where we treat everyone fair,
And will not let anyone fall under the despair.
Coz, even if We are divided in diversity
we all still can sing In harmony.
Let our glories and victories be shared,
And the border of differences be impared
Because there's no such as Black, white brown and tan
It doesn't gave too much We are "ONE BLOOD"
so there's no need for fight and open your arm.
Become a safe Haven of kindness and calm
Christian, muslim, islam, buddhism...
We may all have different beliefs
But this religion of us aims same thing
The Salvation, love and peace from everything.
Intelligece, power, skilled, and fast
Our Traits maybe better in all this parts
But being feeling hierarchy is a sin of pride
Coz helping others can make us satisfied.
Our language differences make us confused
So don't let the fight in this be fused.
And think that this means a room to learn,
Of different cultures and respect will be earn
And so the child who walk so far
Become too Old and sees bizzares
Become too wise from all those scars
And learn something from all of ours...
That the religion, color, race and age
Are just status that states ourselves
That in this wall of diversity
We all can climb and sing with harmony...
As you can read it's all about a child who saw the dark side of the war. Where he wish how the world could be if we just be unite as one despite our differences.
Credits
I wanted to give credits to soka gakkai song"harmony in diversities" I took their line " We are divided in diversitywe all still can sing In harmony.Let our glories and victories be shared,
And the border of differences be impare
After making this poem I made gave them 2 stanza per person and make them a video of themselves while reciting their corresponding stanza and I just edit with some different slideshow magesi as background.
Author's message
Difference can really do separate us all, a simple act might be bad for another country, let's be considerate to everything and look the difference as a chance to grow, adapt, and have more friends.
I remembered our teacher in English before asking us about Unity In Diversity. I think it was an Indonesian motto or something. Indeed, we all have differences but we should learn how to live together in harmony to make this world a better place.