• Kebon Kopi Dachlan

    Kartika Lodge B&B is a boutique hostel located at 1300 meters above the sea level, inside Kebon Kopi Dachlan coffee plantation.

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  • How was my weekend?

    My husband called it a “freak accident”. We were on our way to our usual cafe in the Bangsar area when I slipped and fell — and somehow, even up to today, I didn’t know what made me slipped and fell. Whenever people asked, my answer has always been: “I walked, I fell… et voila!

    Everything was alright except my right knee. My knee was cut open, leaving a huge gnash. Interestingly, though, my pants are alright. It felt like something specifically “attacked” my knee 😅

    Anyway! We went to the ER and the medical team decided that considering how huge the wound was, they need an orthopaedic to work on the wound with me under general anaesthesia.

    I had to stay in the ER section for a couple of hours while the admins are getting me a room/ward. At first, we thought we could get me to the surgery room ASAP, but then since the doctor was not ready yet, I got my lunch.

    I’m generally okay with everything. I didn’t suffer any wounds or bruises on any other areas of my body (like I said, only the right knee took the cut ?) and I could still respond to everything. What I hated most was: The IV. And the blood test. I hate syringes. With all my might. I asked the staff, “the one that got hurt is my knee but why do I have to wear IV too? 🗿” They explained to me that the IV is to keep me hydrated and to make it easier for them to administer medicine — which, it hurts like hell.

    My mortal enemy

    Come afternoon, I got moved to my room. It was 30 minutes later when the nurse entered and commented, “if you want, we can do the surgery right now,” which… hell yeah.

    I got rolled down to the surgery room and they gave me the anaesthetic — BEST SLEEP EVER.

    I got woken up from a sleep that felt just like 5 minutes, and got wheeled up again to my room and I spent the next 2-3 hours sleeping. I finally gained full consciousness at 10 PM, and I spent time scrolling Tiktok and IG Reels until 2:30 AM.

    On the next day, I had a visit to the doctor/orthopaedic and he informed me that I’m terribly lucky. “Your knee only suffer from the wound. Your tendons are all alright.” According to him, I should be alright after 2-3 weeks ? The only problem is that I couldn’t do my usual exercise for the duration of my recovery — oh well, see you later, cats.

    And now I’m home and I’m using this.

    I feel like Ian McKellen’s character (Sir Leigh Teabing) in “The Da Vinci Code” movie. “AH, ROBERT! WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE?!” 😆

    Hafiz suggested me something even way better.

  • Can you share a bit about yourself? Your preferred name to be known by the readers, the city/country you are currently living in, your hobbies, anything!

    My name is Rizky Kristianti, my students call me Miss Kiki, and you can call me Kiki. I have lived in Solo since I was almost one year old, until today in my 42 year-old age. I like to read fanfics filled with beautiful love stories about beautiful people. I also like doing craft things like making beads, jewelry, and simple sewing like altering shirts, embroidering, and many more.

    How did you start your career as an educator? 

    I was in my 7th semester studying English Major in Education and Teaching Faculty in Muhammadiyah University of Surakarta when I met a friend I know from (one of) English Speaking Clubs in Solo.

    He told me that there is a recruitment for part-time teachers in LBPP-LIA Surakarta. The process was long, and as the only candidate who hadn’t graduated from university yet, I was considered as the dark horse; but from more than 300 applicants, only 6 passed the recruitment process, and I was one of them!

    It was September 2003. The salary and the working hours were not great, but I learned how to be a teacher from the experience. They gave us back-breaking training, from 8AM to 5PM, for 5 weeks before we were allowed to meet the students in class. I learned how to teach students as young as 6 years old to the oldest student, 50 years old. 

    After 2 years of working and, well, abandoning my main duty as a college student, I took 3-months’ leave and worked on my final paper in college (skripsi) and graduated in December 2005. In January 2006, there was an opening for the Indonesian Civil Servant National Exam, and my mom suggested I apply.

    I took the exam in February, received news that I passed the exam in March, filled out all the administration papers in April, and stepped foot in the school I was assigned to in May 2006. It means I have worked in the same school for over 17 years! Time went by so fast.

    Rizky and her students

    There is a general perception in the public that teenagers can be tricky and rebellious to deal with (their mood swings, thinking they should be considered as adults/refusing to be seen as underage, etc.) How do you, as a teacher, handle it? How do you work with your students and at the same time give them enough autonomy to them? 

    Being a teacher in high school, I always put myself in the perspective of a big sister. I try to help them find the answers to their own questions, giving them a helpful hand when they ask for it, letting them know how society works and what they can do about it. 

    Teenagers are tricky to deal with and rebellious; that is correct. They are scary, sometimes. But since I put myself in the position of a big sister, for some reason, they are more willing to open their heart to me than to their parents.

     What was the trickiest concept you ever taught to your students? 

    One of the trickiest concept I teach my student is inclusivity. 

    I have had students coming out to me. They asked me for advice on how to deal with the mockery and insult from their classmates and peers (sometimes their teachers too, which is sad). I told them that I am an ally, that they can come to me when they face problem that is caused by sexuality, that if they need I can be the ears to listen to them.

    I try to make my students understand about inclusivity by using them in the materials that I teach. The easiest way is to use it during grammar lessons. Explaining about pronouns can lead to discussions, sometimes we have arguments (not real, just a friendly banter, but we were quite loud), but no matter what I try to make a safe space for them to say whatever in my class. 

    During some lessons, I tell them stories, or they tell me stories that they find in social media. It might start with them telling me, “Miss, have you seen the new meme about this?” to end with a discussion on toxic masculinity, or how public try to demonize feminism concept. 

    Many of my students don’t have a chance to travel abroad, so they like to ask me, “Miss, when you were in this country, did you get racist treatment?” then we discuss about why people can be racist and how to deal with it. They will share what they know, I share what I know, and we learn together from it. 

    How do you align your values and thoughts with other teachers to ensure the students grow their mindset and become wholesome adults? 

    Most of my colleagues were from the older generations when I started to work there. They have the old-time concept of how teachers do their job, so I rebelled quietly. It can be tricky to change old-time thinking, but I found out that they are willing to listen if we are in the right mood for it. I treated them like I treated my students. I tell them stories, and then we have these discussions. I ask them questions, and when they struggle to give me satisfying answers, that is when they realize that their mindset is no longer working for today.

    It took 17 years for me to plant the idea that it is okay to have a girl as an OSIS (Student Council) leader. I even had a heated discussion about it with one of my colleagues. But we finally won! We have the first girl as OSIS leader. 

    We still have differrent opinions, but I believe that my colleagues only want the best things for our students. We only do what we can, and we pray for the best results. 

    If you could teach another class other than English, what would it be?

    In the new curriculum, we have a new subject, Pendidikan Ketrampilan dan Kewirausahaan, where we teach craftwork using scientific methods. Sometimes, I join the class, and I find it very interesting. I want to teach craft-making; maybe it will be less stressful than teaching English, hopefully!

  • The temple’s guardians. Sort of.

    Just like many buildings in Malaysia, our apartment has a Datuk gong shrine for the residents to pray. This is specific to Chinese descendants in Malaysia, Singapore, and Indonesia. Datuk gong results from cultural assimilations of Chinese Taoism and Malay Islam.

    And in front of the temple is this guardian.

    Sometimes there are a couple more chilling on top of the metal drawers.

    I named one of them “Sapi” (Cow)
    Morning annoyance
  • New project: Impromptu Journal

    Several months ago, I mused the idea of having a blog/website where I collect and publish Q&A with my friends on many things. Some people say it’s “curiosity”; some Indonesians, Malaysians, and Singaporeans will call it “kay-poh.” Nevertheless, I am (hashtag) blessed with a circle of friends who are always ready and kindly answer my questions, from “How did you make your own noodles?” to “What made you pursue yoga professionally?”

    It was like… 2-3 days ago I mentioned the idea again on my Kakao Story, and my friends responded enthusiastically, “DO IT!” I guess they are okay with me pinging and sending them emails with half a billion questions.

    That said, please welcome Impromptu Journal.

    “But you rarely blog, and now you are doing this project–” Yeah yeah, shut up ?

    I’m planning to do this Sunday biweekly. I also plan to work on my habits. Biweekly for Impromptu Journal and biweekly for drawings (this blog.)

    That said, I always want to have that kind of “serious website/blog”, you know? And I feel that I now have something to aim for, and it makes me excited.

readme.txt

This is my personal blog, so anything goes. This blog has been around since 2014, which means you would, and could, see my past writings with different perspectives and mindsets at that time. This blog is a record-keeping of what I was, what I am, and what I will be. What I wrote in the past might not reflect who I am right now, nor me revisiting the topic.

While things here are generally PG-13, I must remind you that I’m an adult, which means some topics might be too heavy for younger readers.

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