Setelah dari Pelang, aku pergi ke Pantai Konang yang masih di Kecamatan Panggul. Disini saya juga melihat anak-anak memanfaatkan liburan untuk membantu orang tuanya menarik jarng dari laut.

inilah anak yang saya maksud

anak-anak di Pantai Konang

liburan yang bermanfaat

salut banget ma mereka….

]]> http://elzhito.wordpress.com/2011/12/30/lagu-patung-singo/feed/ 0 DSC05862 akang zhitoer http://elzhito.wordpress.com/2011/12/28/lagu-dalan-anyar-ponorogo/ http://elzhito.wordpress.com/2011/12/28/lagu-dalan-anyar-ponorogo/#comments Wed, 28 Dec 2011 09:23:09 +0000 akang zhitoer http://elzhito.wordpress.com/?p=1186 ]]> Sebagai orang Ponorogo, mungkin diantara kita masih banyak yang belum pernah mendengar lagu-lagu tentang Ponorogo. Padahal dalam lagu tersebut dikenalkan sesuatu tentang Ponorogo, diantaranya Sejarah Ponorogo, Makanan Khas Ponorogo, Dawet Jabung bahkan dikenalkan juga tempat-tempat yang ada di Ponorogo,misalnya dalan anyar dan patung singo. Nah, dipostingan kali ini saya mencoba posting lagu Ponorogo yang diciptakan oleh Dalang Poer yaitu Dalan Anyar. Semoga lagu-lagu Ponoragan bisa menumbuhkan rasa cinta terhadap Ponorogo.

Nah berikut ini lirik lagu Dalan Anyar

Ing trotoar pinggire dalan anyar

nalika lampu – lampu ratan sumunar

ing kana atiku

tak sapih tresnaku aja layu

ing paran rasaku wis ora krasan

kapang lelangenan ing dalan anyar

duh kangmas tresnaku

apa isih ngenteni baliku

najan tinumpukan sewu crito

rasa kangenku saya ngrembaka

kalis saking godha rencana

duh sih tresna

besok kapan teka

sawangen kae kembang-kembang mekar

endah katresnan arum ngambar-ngambar

lha kae langite

padhang sak nduwure dalan gedhe

kembali ke awal

catatan: warna merah fokal laki-laki

                  warna putih fokal perempuan

By this condition, the kingdom blessed by good soil and fertile-thick jungle. The nature had provided many advantages for the people. On the dry season they never lack of water while on the west season flood had never happened in that kingdom. The king of Sumedang was alsoa good man. Young, but wise, brave and respected, smart and patient, the king was admired either friends or enemis. He taught his people to  take a good care of the nature.

But one day, the peaceful suddenly broke the silent into terror when the earth quake shocked all of the kingdom. Peoples ran and screamed, to safe their life. Outside the house, they saw a big fire on the top of the mountain. Apparently the mountain was about to exploded.

Slowly, the kingdom turn into darkness. Surrounded by black coulds, dust and smoke. Some time flash of fire light up the darkness, made everyone panic. Realized that the explosion would caused great damage for the kingdom, the king become very sad. He entered the palace and started to asceticise. He prayed and prayed without sleep or eat for days. Weak and tired, then he fell uncouscious. On the his uncouscious moment, he saw an old man who talked to him.

“If you want to safe your kingdom and the people. There is a way that you can do. Climb up thah mountain, than put the heritage golden keris in to the crater of the Gede mountain.” Soon, the King woke from his unconsciousness. “I have to go to mountain Gede crater now and put my heritage golden keris into it.” Said the king.

Everyone in that palace was extremely astonished. They tried to stop him because the situation of Gede mountain was danger. They wanted to safe their king from his horrible decision. But the king was very sure about what he was doing. “Don’t stop me. I have to stop the explosion before it’s too late!” the king ignored his people and went straight to the Gede mountain.

Riding his strong horse, the king started to climb up. He broke through hot air, dark smoke, black cloud, and loud of thunders. He finally arrived to the crater. He took the heritage goldel keris and thre into the crater. “I give you this most valuable heritage golden keris to you. I have to safe my people and Sumedang Larang Kingdom.

Remarkable, the crater slowly off. Followed by the mountain which then turn into silent. The black cloud gone, and the fire off. The sky turned into blue followed by wind which blew the dark-hot air, and the bird started to sing again. The king kneel down and grateful. He returned to the palace and welcomed by his excited people. Since thet moment, Gede mountain never exploded again. The crater extinguished. The name “Gede” changed into Tampomas which means a mountain which received (tampa/tampo) a heritage golden keris (mas).

Naughty, but Malin kundang growth as a smart boy. One day, he fell when he was chasing a chicken. And this accident left a scar in his right arm. Time goes by, Malin become a handsome man. The poor condition encouraged him to sail a long the inlets. He insisted to make a better life. Malin dream that one day he would return home as a success man. He inspired by a successful skipper, who also used to live in poor years a go.

With hard hearted Malin’s mother finally allowed him to chase his dream. “My son, when you finally reach your dream, and lives wealthy, one thing that I want you to remember, not to forget about your mother and your home town.” Said Malin’s mother.

Soon, Malin’s started his journey by working as a ship crew. There, he learn about sailing and trading. But on the way they were sailing, the ship attacked by the pirate. The pirate took over the ship, everyone at the ship were killed. But malin was survived, he hid inside a wooden box.

Several days later, Malin drifted ashore in an island. Exhausted, Malin walked to the nearest village. Blessed by the fertike soil and beautiful view, the island become a dream land for Malin Kundang. There, Malin decided to starr his new life. By his hard working, several years later, Malin become a very rich man. He own numbers of trading ship with 100 crews. He then married to a beautiful women.

The news about the rich successful man; Malin Kundang, soon fpr sure, was very gratefulled by Malin’s mother. Since the day Malin’s mother heardthe news, she went the harbor everyday, wondering to meet her son soon. She never gave up to wait and wait.

Not long after the wedding, Maling took his wife to sail using his big beautiful ship. Numbers of crew and guard sail along with them also. When the ship entered the harbor, Malin’s mother was very joyfull. She run into her son, right after Malin step his feet on the ground. When she saw a scar in Malin’s right hand, she extremely believe that the rich man was no other but her own son.

“Malin, my son, why do you leave me so this long without a news?” asked her in tears.

Unsuspected, Malin pushed her mother away from him. He pushed her hardly so that his mother fell. “Who are you? Why you admit your self as my mother? It’s ridiculous” said Malin cruely. Malin pretended that the old women wasn’t his mother. He was ashame by his mother’s look.

“is this women your mother?” asked Malin’s wife. “Of course not! She is just a beggar who pretend to be my mother. Apparently she is interesting on my wealth.” Answered Malin.

Shocked and dissaponted, Malin’s mother was fulled of anger and she started to pray. “Dear God tell me the truth, if he is realy my son, so I curse him into a stone for everything he has said about me!”

Suddenly light and thunder showed it’s power. Strong wind followed by the storm come in second, it crashed the ship into pieces. Malin’s body turn into stone slowly, right after malin’s mother finished spelling her curse.

Once upon time, in the Tarub village, live a widow. She was the wife of Ki Ageng Tarub. Because she had no son or daugther she always wished that she would get some peace after her husband passed away. Almoust in every night she visited husband’s grave to pray for him and her own good.

One day, when she was walking to the grave, she saw amazing light. Fear but curious she comes to the light. she was very surprised when she found out that the light was coming from her husband’s grave.

“Dear God, what is the meaning of  it?” whispered Nyi Ageng. Suddenly she saw a wonderfull thing. A baby boy was kaying a down on the side of the grave. Than she decided to take the baby home.  Nyi Ageng is very gratefull for that. ” thanks God for your bless…”

The news about Nyi Ageng and her miracle baby was son spread away. Everybody wanted to see them. Nyi Ageng named the baby boy Joko Tarub. She really took good care of him. When he was 7 years old, he became the leader among his friends. When Jaka Tarub 14 years old, his hobby of hunting become stronger. He even had completed hunting tools. He was also interested on learning any kinds of life lesson. Regularly he visited Ki Ageng grave to pray, as Nyi Ageng told him so.

One night, because Jaka Tarub was really tired, he fell a sleep on the side of the grave. Suddenly a sound shocked him. “My son…, there is a thing that you are longing to have on your side. You may use it “. Then the sound was gone, leaving Jaka Tarub confused. how shock and gratefull was when he saw a pipe weapon made from metal covered by gold with diamond. he soon took the pipe home and told the Ni Ageng abouit it.

In the next morning, Jaka Tarub wanted to try on the enermous pipe weapon. He entered the jungle but there was no animal around. “Strange ! Are the animal afraid of my weapon?” he complained. But Jaka Tarub did not give up. He continue exploring into the deep jungle. Still, he found nothing. Finally, Jaka tarub took a rest, he was tired. Sitting under a big tree, but her eyes observed.

Not along after that, Jaka Tarub heard a sound. He decided to find out. The closer he was to the sound the more believe he was. He was believe that he heard the sound of womans. “Strange!, There were womans in this deep jungle?” he wishpered. Unbelieveable, the sound came from a group of woman who were bathing on the river under the waterfull. Jaka Tarub walked closer and closer. Hiding behind the bushes, he examined those beautiful womans. He watched and counted them. “Seven women? Where are they coming from?”

Quietly, using his pipe Jaka Tarub took one of those woman’s clothes which were laid on the stone near the river. Then he back to hid again. After bathing and had fun, the womans soon put on their clothes. But one of them looked very worry when she could not fine her clothes. In the end, the six women left her alone in the river. Undress, she decided to hid her body in the water. Then, started to cry.

Seeing that, Jaka Tarub concluded ” Hemmm …. they maight be the angel of heaven”. The angel which was left whispered, ” May the universe be the witness. Someone who can find my clothes; if he is the one, then I will maryy him, and if she is the one, than she will be my sister”.

Jaka Tarub who had been watching behind the tree, showed himself up. He waljed into the angel and gave her the clothes. But he kept the wings so that the angel could not fly back to the heaven. “My name is Jaka Tarub, and who are you?’. “Nawangwulan” answered the angel.

Not long after that, they got married. They lived in peace and harmony. They had through a wonderful life together. One year later, they had a beatiful baby girl. One day, as usual Dewi Nawangwulan intended to wash the clothes to the river. While she was washing she asked her husband to watched the baby and never open the cooking pot, no matter what happened. But Jaka tarub disobeyed. Curious of the fact that theynever lack of rice, he opened the cooking pot. He was shock when he sow only one rice inside the cooking pot.

Knowing that, Dewi Nawangwulan was full of anger. “For all this time if we want to have a full pot of rice, I need only one rice. But now, because you disobey me, the apparently magic of the rice which I create has gone. Our rice will less and less so that we have to work harder, harder then we used to!”

Regreted that, Jaka Tarub was in deep sad. He felt quilty and disappointed of himself. One day when Dewi Nawangwulan intended to took the rice from the barn, coincidently she find her wing. The wing which had lost years ago. Apparently, her husband had hid it in the barn for all this time. “Hemm… I think it’s time for me to go back to the heaven” she whispered. After put on her dress, she came to her husband. “Dear husband, i have to go back to the heaven, its our destiny. I will leave you and our child here. If we miss one another, then we will meet on every full moon. Take good care of our child…, Good Bye…”

Soon after that, Dewi Nawangwulan flight away, back to where she came from. “Good bye my love, I will always waiting for every full moon” said Jaka Tarub sadly. He felt so much guilt and started to cry.

]]> http://elzhito.wordpress.com/2011/10/10/joko-tarub-story-from-central-java/feed/ 2 joko tarub akang zhitoer joko tarub http://elzhito.wordpress.com/2011/09/24/sang-dwija/ http://elzhito.wordpress.com/2011/09/24/sang-dwija/#comments Sat, 24 Sep 2011 07:19:34 +0000 akang zhitoer http://elzhito.wordpress.com/?p=1136 ]]> Sasat lumampah ing wanci dalu

gagap gagap tanpa lampu

sumunar kang katon sajroning pandulu

mung rasa kang akarya laku.

Nalika semana simbah nate carita

dadi dwija kudu sabar lan narima

merga kabeh wus dadi prasetya

kinarya dalan labuh nagara.

Nanging pancen mangkona nyatane

dadi dwijo abot sanggane

mobah polah sarwa diematke

amprih bisa dadi tuladha murite.

Dongaku marang poro dwija

aja nalangsa marga tanpa tandha

kang baku bisa kinarya wiwara

murih poro putra luwih miguna

]]> http://elzhito.wordpress.com/2011/09/24/sang-dwija/feed/ 0 guru_ku akang zhitoer guru_ku http://elzhito.wordpress.com/2011/09/03/lagu-ngamen-6-kathok-suwek/ http://elzhito.wordpress.com/2011/09/03/lagu-ngamen-6-kathok-suwek/#comments Sat, 03 Sep 2011 13:56:53 +0000 akang zhitoer http://elzhito.wordpress.com/?p=1126 ]]>

moto merem raiso melek jarene keno belek
sekolahe dhuwur dhuwur nyambut gawe pancen angel
jebul malah ngamen

ono kadal jare tekek tangine merem melek
simbah lagi menek e kathoke suwek
tak rewangi golek recek, golek duwek soko cepek
jebul malah dinyek

pakde mbokde sampeyan opo ngeyek
kulo ngamen ditanggap dudo tuwek
matur suwun diparingi cepek
nopo maleh gambar kethek rambute entek

pakde mbokde sampeyan opo ndelok
kulo ngamen ditanggap bakul klopo
matur suwun diparingi dungo
nopo maleh dipek mantu putumu sing joko

sing maringi tak dongakno slamet
sing ora maringi tak dongakno pilek
sing etok etok turu tak dongakno lemu koyok sapiku

moto merem raiso melek jarene keno belek
sekolahe dhuwur dhuwur nyambut gawe pancen angel
jebul malah ngamen

ono kadal jare tekek tangine merem melek
simbah lagi menek e kathoke suwek
tak rewangi golek recek, golek duwek soko cepek
jebul malah dinyek

pakde mbokde sampeyan opo ngeyek
kulo ngamen ditanggap dudo tuwek
matur suwun diparingi cepek
nopo maleh gambar kethek rambute entek

pakde mbokde sampeyan opo ndelok
kulo ngamen ditanggap bakul klopo
matur suwun diparingi dungo
nopo maleh dipek mantu putumu sing joko

sing maringi tak dongakno slamet
sing ora maringi tak dongakno pilek
sing etok etok turu tak dongakno lemu koyok sapiku

oo oo, o ooo 2x

iwak peyek 2x

sego thiwul

sampek elek

sampek tuwek

sampek matek

sagita menthol

oo oo, o ooo 2x

neng kene sagita asolole

adoh adoh aku tekan pace

sagita ayo diamanke

yen wis aman

joget asololey 2x

oo oo, o ooo 2x

*kembali ke awal

Aku pancen wong ra duwe (isin)

jare simbok aku seng ayu dewe (preeettt)

ijasahku SMP,

pengalaman ora nduwe

Paling penak rabi wae

Aku rabi, aku kenal cowok,

Kenal cowok irunge rodok sempok

Setengah tuwo iki awak lagi bosok

ra oleh duwek songko simbok

pengin nyambel raenek lombok…… (bosok)

Kamu cakep bikin aku penasaran …(oya)

kayak artis yang turun dari sedan

aku pusing karena selalu mikirin

kubawakan dukun dari magetan

magetan ora mempan

ke dukun jombang dukun

jombang ora mempan

ke dukun ngawi

Dukun ngawi soyo edan

aku bunuh diri

mangan duren sak kulite

menek tower sak nyebloke

enek bocah ngganteng dewe

gowo rene tak rabine

Pertamanya aku gak mengerti

Kenapa di tangkap pak polisi

digebukin setengah mati

disuruh ngakuin barang bukti

Masalahnya hanya narkotika

Heroin putaw dan shabu-shabu

wajahku di potret wartawan

sehingga potoku masuk koran

jangan bung jangan menghisap shabu

menghisap shabu larangan agama

jangan bung jangan membajak lagu

membajak lagu larangan negara (asololee)

setapak lebih dalam menapaki usia,

menyusuri fatamorgana dunia,

merayap menatap asa,

menebar semangat gapai cita.

Jadilah engkau laksana elang,

perkasa di selasar bintang,

mengepak sayap enggan pulang sebelum petang,

jadilah engkau laksana kunang,

tebar cahaya memecah remang,

hingga gulita hilang dari petang.

Bentang waktu dan usia,

jangan membuat engkau lupa,

bahwa engkau semakin dewasa,

jangan sampai melanggar titah Yang Kuasa,

bentang waktu dan usia,

jangan membuat engkau lupa,

Tuhan tidak melihat rupa, harta dan tahta,

melainkan hati yang ada di dalam dada,

serta amal jasad yang lata,

Bentang waktu dan usia,

jangan membuat engkau lupa,

jika kita terlena,

akan tertindas olehnya,

ingat petuah lama berkata,

“Waktu adalah pedang, potong atau terpotong”.

SELAMAT ULANG TAHUN,

maaf ku tak bisa memberi apa-apa,

hanya untaian doa yang ku bisa,

serta bait puisi yang mampu kuberikan,

semoga baitnya menjadi pengingat,

bahwa kita semakin dewasa.

dalam derai harap yang terucap,

semoga engkau selalu dalam lindungan-Nya,

dengan bertambahnya umurmu,

ku tahu…..

kau selalu “tersenyum”,

karena senyummu adalah penyemangat,

senyummu adalah insipirasi,

kau tetap dirimu,

yang slalu bersemangat dan memberikan semangat,

semoga semangatmu tetap berkobar,

tak menyerah menghadapi aral yang melintang,

pesanku untukmu:

ketika ada lubang,

jati diri jangan pernah hilang,

ketika ada batu,

semangat jangan pernah mati kutu,

ketika ada jurang,

kepriabadian jangan pernah terbang,

ketika ada laut,

nyali jangan pernah ciut,

ketika ada jalan berkelok,

asa jangan pernah terseok,

demi masa depan,

demi kebahagiaan,

demi kesejahteraan,

demi Tuhan, teruslah berjuang.

sekali lagi kuucapkan,

selamat ulang tahun untukmu,

semoga persahabatan diantara kita,

akan trus terjalin sampai hilangnya dunia,

maafkan aku dulu pernah mencintaimu,

jika dalam hal tertentu kau jadi membenciku,

aku bangga pernah mencintaimu,

walau kita tak kan pernah bisa bersatu,

aku tau arti cinta sesungguhnya setelah mengenalmu,

mencintai yang tak harus memiliki,

bahagiamu disana,

adalah bahagiaku disini,

mungkin sulit bagiku untuk melupakanmu,

tapi aku harus bisa,

demi kamu,

demi kita,

demi semuanya,

walau kita terpisahkan,

namun silaturahmi jangan terputuskan.

Untuk Anisah Wulandari ku ucapkan selamat ulang tahun, semoga apa yang kamu cita-citakan segera menjadi kenyataan, semoga limpahan kesehatan tetap diberikan kepadamu sehingga kamu bisa menjalani rutinitasmu dengan tenang. Maaf sengaja aku ucapkan lewat media blog ini karena kalau kuucapkan lewat telpon atau sms besok pasti sudah lupa, kutuliskan ucapanku disini dengan harapan ini tak akan terlupakan. Maaf hanya ini yang aku bisa, aku tak bisa merangkai kata seindah pujangga. Terima kasih atas semuanya. Kita adalah saudara.

Nah, jika ingin bernyanyi dan belum hafal liriknya, silahkan baca lirik lagu Ngamen 2 berikut ini. ASOLOLEEEEEE

Mak iki anakmu prawan

wiwit mbiyen ono ing perantauan

iling ngiwangi neng kantin sekolahan

telung sasi mak aku urung bayaran

mak dongamu mandhi tenan diijabahi marang gusti pengeran

koyok ngene rasane wong ora duwe

duwe pisan di ece karo kancane

iling-iling manungso bakale mati

yen wes mati di kubur sanak family

di pendem jero di apit bumi

ono kubur iku akeh pandoso

ulo klabang kolojengking podo moro

ono setan membo-membo dadi perawan

benno krasan yen ono kuburan

neng akhirat ora ono montor liwat

neng akhirat ora ono sego berkat

neng akhirat ora ono mejo biliard

onone godo ne moloikat

sak sugih, sugih e uwong mesti ono mlarate

sak mlarat, mlarat e uwong mesti ono celenganne

mangkane golek bojo ojo mandeng rupo

rupo elek kuwi yow ora dadi ngopo

mangkane golek bojo ojo mandeng bondo

seng pentingg, ora ngenteni warisan moro tuwo

kowe pancen keren le, koyok bekas pacarku mbiyen,

eman, eman tenan, kerenmu mung kanggo obralan

obral, obral janji le urung mesti uripmu mulyo

mulo aku wes kondo, melu aku urip nang deso

ngiwangi gawe boto, menek kelopo nyeblok bongko

ASOLOLEEEE

Bias-bias temaram mentari mulai merayap menapaki pagi, menghias cakrawala mengukir pelangi. Embun pagi bersemayam dalam dekapan selimut kabut, membuat setiap orang malas beranjak dari tempat tidur. Senandung riang kutilang membahana seiring alunan melodi amfibi. Kokok ayam menjadi alarm khas pagi ini, membangunkan setiap jiwa yang terkontaminasi  rayuan pagi. Kuawali hari ini dengan membuka mata lelahku, kuregangkan ototku tuk hilangkan penat tubuhku.

Aku tersadar jika hari  ini  aku harus segera ke sekolah. Seperti hari-hari biasanya hari ini ku melaksanakan rutinitas berkutat dan berbagi ilmu dengan anak-anak. Kutelusuri batu-batu terjal yang menghadang dengan penuh semangat. Kegiatan di sekolah pun berjalan lancar seperti hari-hari sebelumnya. Namun hari ini ada seoarang murid yang pantas kujadikan guru, bukan guru pelajaran namun guru kehidupan. Dari dia aku bisa mengerti sebuah perjuangan hidup, dari dia aku bisa dapatkan sebuah pelajaran yang tak kudapat dari sekolah formal. Banyak kisah yang bisa kuambil dari hidup muridku. Dan kisah kali ini adalah SANG PENGARIT.

Namanya Mukadi, dia salah seorang muridku yang sudah duduk di kelas 6. Anaknya tak mempunyai kelebihan yang berarti dalam matapelajaran, mungkin hampir sama dengan siswa yang lain. Nilai akademiknyapun standart ma teman-temannya. Setiap pagi dia dating ke sekolah bersama teman-temannya. Dengan baju putih yang sudah kusut dan menggendong tas yang sudah banyak jendelanya dia ke sekolah layaknya murid – murid yang lain. Namun ada satu yang membedakan dia dengan teman-temannya. Jika dalam tas teman – temannya berisi peralatan sekolah, dalam tasnya tersembul gagang sabit yang terkihat dari lubang tasnya. Awalnya saya tidak tau kalau itu ternyata gagang (pegangan) sabit. Saya berpikir itu hanya mainan anak-anak yang biasa dibuat mainan ketika istirahat.

Waktu istirahatpun telah tiba, semua siswa langsung berhamburan keluar kelas dan melakukan aktifitasnya sendiri-sendiri. Ketika waktu istirahat tiba yang dilakukan siswa SDN $ Ngadirojo adalah menunggu tukang sayur keliling, karena tukang sayurlah satu-satunya penjual jajan yang ada di sekolah. Setelah jajan mereka langsung bermain bersama teman-temannya. Ketika istirahat tiba aku sering membaur bersama mereka, agar tercipta keakraban antara siswa dan guru. Sambil membaur kugunakan kesempatan itu untuk mengamati kepribadian murid-muridku. Namun ada satu siswa yang tak ikut dan tidak kelihatan bermain bersama teman-temannya. Dialah Mukadi. Aku mulai sadar jika mukadi tidak ikut bermain bersama teman-temannya, akupun berusaha untuk mencari dan melihat aktifitas yang dilakukannya. Setelah berkeliling disekitar sekolah aku terkejut karena dia sedang mencari rumput di lading sekolahnya. Setelah berkeliling disekitar sekolah aku terkejut karena dia sedang mencari rumput di ladang sekolah. Kudekati dia dan kuajak berbincang-bincang. Awalnya dia malu ketahuan sedang mencari rumput, sambil mencari rumput aku mulai bertanya. dia mulai bercerita jika waktu istirahat tiba sering mencari rumput. Sebelum berangkat dia mempersiapkan baju ganti dan mengasah sabitnya. Ketika istirahat tiba dia langsung ganti baju dan langsung mencari rumput di sekitar sekolah. “Lho kenapa teman-temannya bermain semua kamu koq malah mencari rumput?” aku mulai bertanyata setelah dia memulai bercerita. Dengan bahasa yang campur aduk dia pun menjawab dengan polos “ Aku sehabis sekolah itu biasanya lansung diajak mbokku ke tegal, disuruh bantuin menanam jagung dan oncek telo. Kalau siang tidak sempat lagi nyari pakan, makanya kalau istirahat tiba saya gunakan untuk mencari pakan ternak” jawabnya. “Kamu kan masih pelajar, seharusnya kamu itu tugasnya Cuma belajar” kataku. “orang tua saya orang yang tidak mampu pak, mau makan tiap hari saja susah. Saya merasa berdosa jika tidak ikut bantu orang tuaku, mereka tiap hari bersusah payah mencari sesuap nasi demi keluarga masa aku enak-enakan dirumah”. Jawabannya menusuk dan membuka hatiku, selama ini aku selalu mau enaknya saja. Terkadang jika disuruh orangtuaku sering membantah, beda jauh dengan dia, walau tidak disuruh dengan sadar mau membantu orang tuanya. “ Saya mempunyai adik yang masih kecil Pak, jika saya bermalas-malasan kasihan adik saya, sedangkan bapak saya tidak ada” tambahnya. Aku disadarkan olehnya, ternyata hidup itu perlu perjuangan. Anak kecilpun sudah mau berjuang untuk orang lain. Tetaplah berbakti, Nak! Jadilah kebanggaan orang tuamu dan orang lain. Jangan minder, Nak! Walau kamu Sang Pengarit tapi jiwamu jiwa Sang Pemimpi yang kelak akan menjadi Sang Pelopor bagi kaummu. Aminnn. Doaku selalu menyertaimu

Kanggone wong Jawa duweni pangeman menawa bandha donya, pangkat drajat lan semat kuwi mung saderma nggaduh peparing saka ngarsane Gusti Kang Akarya Jagat. Sawayah-wayah lamun Gusti kang paring gadhuhan ngersaake bali marang ngersa-NE, ora kurang marga aggone jebol kamukten kang gawe cintrakaning manungsa kuwi. Mung bae yen manungsa wis kerem ing gaduhan saka ngarsane gusti banjur awel anggone nglepeh. Karepe ngono pengen langgeng salawase anggone ngemut kamukten tanpa mikir sejatine urip kang sejati.

Jumbuh karo perkara kasebut ana piwulang luhur, menawa yen wis tumekaning janji wong mati iku ora gawa bandha. Mula perkara gaduhan iku kapan dikersaake amung Gusti kang pirsa. Siji pathi, loro jodho, telu tibaning wahyu, papat dununge kodrat lan lima gadhuhaning doya amung dadi purbawasesaning Gusti Kang Murbeng dumadi. Perkara iki kudu bisa ngelangake marang kamukte kang dadi pangimpening manungsa yen sejatine mung sakgebyaring netra bebasane. Mula elinga, Bandha doya gampang lunga, pangkat drajat gampang oncat, bojo ayu bisa mlayu. Piwulang iki bisa dadi pepeling luhur kangge anggayuh sejatining urip. Mula sing sapa kadunungan pangkat la drajat aja adigang adigung. Lan sig sapa kadunungan kaluwihan aja adiguna mring sasama. Kadunungan kamuktening donya kudu tansah eling marang sapadha. Aja nganti kamukten kuwi dadi tetesing waspa nanging dadiya sukaning wardaya, amemagun karyenak tyasing sasama.  Tegese bisa ambangun bungahig liyan. Gawe bungahing liyan bisa sarana sewu marga. bisa kanthi manising ati, luhuring wardaya, luhuring subasita sarta ilining bandha danya kanthi rila ing dana.

Kamuktening urip asring ditegesi sarana turah bandha. Mula supaya bondha donya ora dadi memala kudu disranani kang bisa agawe pigunaning liyan. Kamukten saka bondha donya kang ala iku wekasane mung bakal ngangsa-ngangsa yen ora linambaran amemangun karyenak tiyasing sasama. Mula yen bakal lestari tumus marang anak putu kudu gegebengan marang perkoro siji iki. NULUNG SAPEPADHANING TITAH AJA MIKIR WADHUK, KANTOG LAN WAYAH LAN KUDU LINAMBARAN ATI KANG WENING. Ora kena kinantenan pamprih kang bakal gawe reregeting niat. Yen sabarang tumindak becik nanging isih kinanthenan pamprih dadine bakal muspra.

Mula ayo angudi amprih bisa dadi wong kang iso nandur wiji keli. tTegese dadiya pawongan kang tumindak nyebar wiji (bibit) ing kali, embuh tibane ana ngendi mung kebak pangarep-arep yen samangsa-mangsa wiji mau bisa tuweuh dadiya kag ana pigunane marang liyan tanpa mawas sapa kang bakal ngunduh wohing wiji mau.

Keunikan 1

0 x 9 = 0

1 x 9 + 1 = 10

12 x 9 + 2 = 110

123 x 9 + 3 = 1110

1234 x 9 + 4 = 11110

12345 x 9 + 5 = 111110

123456 x 9 + 6 = 1111110

1234567 x 9 + 7 = 11111110

12345678 x 9 + 8 = 111111110

123456789 x 9 + 9 = 1111111110

Keunikan 2

1 x 1 = 1

11 x 11 = 121

111 x 111 = 12321

1111 x 1111 = 1234321

11111 x 11111 = 123454321

111111 x 111111 = 12345654321

1111111 x 1111111 = 1234567654321

11111111 x 11111111 = 123456787654321

111111111 x 111111111 = 12345678987654321

Keunikan 3

1 x 8 + 1 = 9

12 x 8 + 2 = 98

123 x 8 + 3 = 987

1234 x 8 + 4 = 9876

12345 x 8 + 5 = 98765

123456 x 8 + 6 = 987654

1234567 x 8 + 7 = 9876543

12345678 x 8 + 8 = 98765432

123456789 x 8 + 9 = 987654321

Keunikan 4

1 x 18 + 1 = 19

12 x 18 + 2 = 218

123 x 18 + 3 = 2217

1234 x 18 + 4 = 22216

12345 x 18 + 5 = 222215

123456 x 18 + 6 = 2222214

1234567 x 18 + 7 = 22222213

12345678 x 18 + 8 = 222222212

123456789 x 18 + 9 = 2222222211

Keunikan 5

1 x 9 + 2 = 11

12 x 9 + 3 = 111

123  x 9 + 4 = 1111

1234 x 9 + 5 = 11111

12345 x 9 + 6 = 111111

123456 x 9 + 7 = 1111111

1234567 x 9 + 8 = 11111111

12345678 x 9 + 9 = 111111111

Keunikan 6

9 x 9 + 7 = 88

98 x 9 + 6 = 888

987 x 9 + 5 = 8888

9876 x 9 + 4 = 88888

98765 x 9 + 3 = 888888

987654 x 9 + 2 = 8888888

9876543 x 9 + 1 = 88888888

98765432 x 9 + 0 = 888888888

Keunikan 7

1 + 11 = 12

1 + 11 + 111 = 1234

1 + 11 + 111 + 1111 = 12345

1 + 11 + 111 + 1111 + 11111 = 123456

Keunikan 8

1 + 2 = 3

4 + 5 + 6 = 7 + 8

9 + 10 + 11 + 12 = 13 + 14 + 15

16 +17 + 18 + 19 + 20 = 21 + 22 + 23 +24

Keunikan 9

1 + 3 = 4

1 + 3 + 5 = 9

1 + 3 + 5 + 7 = 16

1 + 3 + 5 + 7 + 9 = 25

Ternyata 4, 9, 16 adalah bilangan sempurna, dimana :

2² = 4

3² = 9

4² = 16

5² = 25

Keunikan 10

(1)² = 1

(11)² = 121

(111)² = 12321

(1111)² = 1234321

(11111)² = 123454321

(111111)² = 12345654321

(1111111)² = 1234567654321

(11111111)² = 123456787654321

(111111111)² = 12345678987654321

Siapa bilang berkreasi itu susah?

Siapa bilang berkreasi itu harus menggunakan barang dari toko?

Ternyata berkreasi itu mudah dan murah. Dengan memanfaatkan barang bekas yang ada disekitar kita ternyata bisa menciptakan karya seni yang indah. Hal ini sesuai yang kulakukan dengan muridku, dengan memanfaatkan barang-barang yang ada disekitar sekolah, mereka saya suruh untuk berkreasi menciptakan kerajinan yang mungkin belum pernah dibuat orang lain.

Dan berikut ini adalah karya siswa-siswa SD N 4 Ngadirojo yang memanfaatkan barang bekas di sekitar sekolah.

1. Topeng dari buah kelapa

Topeng ini dibuat dari buah kelapa yang banyak didapatkan di sekitar sekolah. cara pembuatannya sangat sederhana, yaitu dengan memotong dan mengiris bagian sabut kelapa sehingga membentuk wajah seperti yang diinginkan. untuk menambah kesan hidup ditambahkan rambut dari ijuk pohon

2. Topeng dari kertas

Pembuatan topeng ini sangat mudah, denagn bahan baku tanah liat, kertas bekas dan lem saja. Cara membuatnya sangat sederhana, yaitu dengan membuat topeng dulu dari tanah liat kemudian setelah jadi, topeng dari tanah liat tersebut di tempel sobekan kertas.

3. Mozaik

Mozaik yang saya buat bersama murid saya berupa lukisan tiga dimensi serta fotoku dan foto murid saya. Bahan dan pembuatannya pun sangat sederhana, untuk membuat lukisan tiga dimensi bahan yang diperlukan adalah triplek, kardus, batang korek api dan barang-barang yang mendukung lainnya. Cara pembuatannya pun sangat sederhana, papan dari triplek diberi desain gambar lalu bahan-bahan yang dibutuhkan ditempel satu per satu. Selain lukisan tiga dimensi, pembuatan foto juga sangat mudah. Bahan yang diperlukan hanya batang korek api, lidi dan triplek. Cara pembuatannya pun sangat sederhana, batang korek api disusun dan ditempel di triplek dengan lem, kemudian ditempel foto kita lalu foto disemprot pilox agar awet. Untuk membuat bingkai,bisa juga memanfaatkan kulit kacang dan cangkang siput.

Itulah hasil karya siswa-siswa SD N 4 Ngadirojo Kelas 6 yang memanfaatkan sampah di sekitar sekolah. Selain bisa menciptakan karya seni, menggunakan sampah untuk kerajinan juga bisa mendidik siswa agar lebih mencintai lingkungan sekitar, dan tidak menuntut kemungkinan untuk menumbuhkan jiwa kewirwusahaan pada diri siswa.

Hasil karya siswa selain di pajang di kelas juga pernah dikolaborasikan dengan kesenian. Seperti saat karnaval di Desa Ngadirojo dalam rangka peringatan 17 Agustus. Ternyata tidak kami duga penampilan kami mendapat sambutan dari masyarakat yang paling meriah.