My childhood experience is being cherished for the rest of my life, as I am now, a tough, determine, and moderate woman who never give up in facing hard life.Day by day, I could not not even remember how much money did I spent for a month. But, once looking at the picture of the wood stove on TV, all the memory is around my head.
When I was just a child, I always help my grandmother, 'nenek' searching for firewood at the kale yard behind our house.Nenek would collect a pile firewood. I only bring back small twigs. Once, I make my own stove on the ground beside my house. There was a hibiscus tree just at the bank of a pond near Nenek's small garage.
................ WILL BE CONTINUED ;) ...................
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