#my moment #A Glimpse Of This Memory Will Make Me A Homesick To Prison Holy

Sunset behind a five-storey building in the city of a thousand bus, I start to remember about us first....Yes, only we know. The aroma of friendly friendlike family. we used to have one roof for 6 years to study together, of course the memories will never disappear. Allow me to recall a little of those times, a teenager full of joy and sorrow.

The holy prison, is not a prison where real inmates are. it is just a term from us the santri by naming another name of the boarding school....

Called prison, because we can not do activities outside the boarding school environment ,,,,

SUCI, because we are put there to learn the meaning of life based on religious education .... Ah, how much memory I keep about that time. The best time to meet new people across the region,, but also the sad thing to have to part with parents, brother and sister. We at the boarding school are taught not to arrogant with care for each other. when there are friends who run out of money, we will lend to each other, when a friend is sick we will be together to take care of it until healed. How solid we once were, even we all had principles: the things you belonged to together. Hehe
in the cottage, we create a great happiness
1.we learn to build a household with early risers,

the hardest thing we did was wake up early in the morning, but we created it here (the cottage)

2.culture queuing extraordinarily orderly.

3.membiptakan togetherness worthy of his family even though we come from different areas different

so much from me @nunis

please upvote and restem blog @nunis