24th day : Mom! Finally I hear your voice again!

November 3rd 2012

It was Saturday. When I opened my eyes in the morning, I was thinking about what did I usually do in Saturday if I were in my hometown? I guess the answer will be sweeping and mopping the floor, do laundry, cleaning the entire house and spend the rest of my day to watch TV with my Mom. Then I blinked my eyes and all I can see is just the butterfly-kite in my bedroom.

I went to the kitchen to have some water, and found out that Evelyn—my host mother was sitting on the chair in the kitchen, sorting the raisins and currant for the Christmas Fruit Cake. That sorting raisins and currants thingie seems really an annoying work to do, so that I decided to helped her to sort it too, because somehow I think it was the same work as the work that I usually did on Saturday—to help my mom.

While sorting the raisins and currants, she asked me if every thing went well. We talked a lot, I told her about the group dynamics so far, the relationships that was getting more and more intense within the group and so on. I enjoyed the quality time that I spent with her to talk while sorting the raisins and currants for the fruit cake that morning. It was sweet. She reminds me of home—helping Mom and talk whatever I want to say to her.

Then, after the sorting works done, I decided to call my mom, via Facebook video call. It was lovely. It was morning in Halifax, but it was evening in my hometown. My mom teared a little when she heard my voice. I tried so hard not to cry too, because I was in the kitchen, with Evelyn and Yeniffer who just woke up and went to the kitchen too. It was a good time. Good time.

I spent the rest of the day to do some more research for the EAD, and working on the presentation, while Yeniffer were busy to bake a cake foooor.. Ananta! Yes. That day was Ananta’s birthday. Ariane—Ananta’s girlfriend also came to our house to help Yen preparing the birthday cake. Dhila—Ariane’s counterpart also came. The three of them then went to Ananta’s house to have a surprise party for him. I did not come because I still working on the EAD stuff.

That evening, when I almost finished the presentation and I was alone in the house—because my hostfamily went out—I decided to have another video call with my family in my hometown. Tears Tears Teaaaars. Lol. This is what we called homesick. Before I went to bed that day, Ona (or Ivona—the participant from Papua) called me via skype video call, and we talked a lot. She did not came to Ananta’s House either because her house is too far from Ananta’s, and she did not want to got back home too late at night. That night was the first time when I got close to her, because all of that time she was so quiet. I learned that she is a kind-nice-lovely girl. Oh how I miss her. We ended our chat by saying good night to each other and sleep. 

Ananta's birthday cake decoration. lol.