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Visit The Village
The semester break has arrived. Father promised to take us on vacation to the village. We are, of course, delighted. We haven’t visited our relatives in the village for a long time. Everyone was happy, except my brother Agus.
“What do you want a vacation in the village? It’s also good to go to Bali.” Agus protested because his desire to see the island of the gods was delayed again.
“Go to Bali next semester, Gus. Father has a task that cannot be left behind.” Father said.
“What’s going on in the village? At most, there are only cows and frogs.” Agus still looks disappointed. Agus said that because he had never been to the village.
On the other hand, I miss the beautiful and peaceful countryside. I miss the mountains, and I miss the waterfall near my uncle’s house. I miss the yellow rice fields. The sparrows that fly swoop down to fight over the rice plants—missing climbing the guava tree behind the house, longing for the clear flowing river, which because it is so clear we can see the rocks at the bottom. And of course, I miss the clean and cool country air. Soon all my longing will be cured.
Finally, the day I’ve been waiting for has arrived. The day the three of us, me, my brother Agus and Susi, went to the village. The three of us got on the train.
“Take care of your siblings, Di.” dad messaged me.
“Yes, Father.” I nodded.
Along the way, we were entertained by the beautiful scenery. Mountains, seas we have all passed. Also, a vast expanse of rice plants stretches out like a soothing green carpet.
Too bad Agus missed it all. He prefers to sleep on the way. Arriving at the station, it was already evening. But our Uncle was waiting in his car. We continued our journey in the car that Uncle brought. My two brother couldn’t hold back their sleep. She was maybe tired.
In the morning, when we woke up, the fresh air immediately greeted us. Very different from the air we feel every day. It’s so stuffy and dirty by dust and exhaust fumes.
“Wow, Sis Adi, look at the mountain in front of uncle’s house!” exclaimed Agus from the page.
He looked very excited. Understandably this is the first time Agus visited his uncle’s house. Usually, it is the uncle who goes to our place. I immediately went out to meet Agus. I saw there he was already getting along well with the neighboring children. They are swamped climbing the Karsem tree that grows in the yard. That’s my brother Agus. He’s easy to get along with.
“Look, Sis, this tree has fruit like cherries,” he said, pointing out the red karsem fruit.
“It’s a karsem tree,” I said as I joined them.
Meanwhile, my sister Susi seemed to be busy playing with Andini, her uncle’s daughter.
“You want to go to the fields?” Uncle was suddenly beside us.
He had a hoe on his shoulder. It seemed he was getting ready to go to the fields.
“I am coming along,” said Tono, uncle’s son.
“I’m coming too,” said Agus excitedly.
Finally, the four of us went to the fields. We walked along the embankment.
Meanwhile, on our left and right, the rice has started to turn yellow. Some farmers have even harvested their rice. Some cut the rice. There is threshing rice. Everyone worked with great enthusiasm.
Finally, the four of us went to the fields. We walked along the embankment. Meanwhile, on our left and right, the rice has started to turn yellow. Some farmers have even harvested their rice. Some cut the rice. There is threshing rice. Everyone worked with great enthusiasm.
“We have arrived,” Uncle said.
“Where’s the rice?” asked Agus.
“The rice has been harvested, Gus. Now, uncle is preparing the soil for the next growing season. You guys play first.” Uncle said.
“Look, there’s an eel,” shouted Tono, who immediately plunged into the rice fields.
He swiftly chased the eel that had revealed its snout to the surface of the wet ground. Tono can catch even the poor eel. Then we went along to look for eels. But what happened? We took a mud bath. While none of the eels we can catch. Uncle laughed at our plight.
“Go take a bath in the river. But be careful. The rocks are slippery.” Uncle said.
The three of us headed to the river near uncle’s rice field. The river looked shallow. We then looked for a place that was a bit deep. After meeting us then showering there.
“Sis, look, there’s a fish with legs,” shouted Agus. We were surprised and curious about Agus’ findings. We then ran to Agus.
“Where’s the fish with legs?” I asked curiously.
“It!” Agus pointed to a group of frogs that were engrossed in swimming.
“Ha ha ha.” Tony suddenly burst out laughing.
“That’s not a legged fish. That’s a tadpole. Tadpoles are frogs. Not fish.” Tony said then.
I smiled too.
“You town boy! When frogs are young, they are called fish.” I know.
As a born and grew up in the city, Agus certainly has never seen a real frog child. The process of frog development from tadpoles to frogs, maybe Agus knows. But he had never seen it in person. So he thought that the toad was a legged fish. Because the shape of the tadpole is like a fish, this holiday was enjoyable and gave us many valuable lessons. Especially for my brother Agus.
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