"Where d'you wanna go?"
Ouch! That question again. A million times she had asked me. I wondered why she wasn't bored. I lifted my head from a book I was reading and slowly turned at her.
"Make your decision! Now!" demanded my mother.
I sighed and shook my head. I hated this kind of dialogue and I didn't understand why I had to answer such a question. It would be better if she sent me to one and didn't ask me what I wanted.
"Er... What about SMA 10?" I said.
My mother frowned. "But there ain't a Language Department. You said you want to enter a Language Department."
I thought I knew what I would do. And it was decided. I am going to SMA 1... or, hopefully.
"What d'you actually wanna be?" asked my mother with a spacing-out voice.
"Er... What do I actually wanna be?" Many things to do. Being a doctor sounded cool but it wasn't really me. What about being a teacher? I'd think twice for this. But rather than that... "I want to be an illustrator for children's books," I said.
"Then you have to work hard," said my mother. "You want to enter a Language Department, but all Art Departments demand you to be from a Science Department."
"Yeah, I'm gonna work hard. What else can I do?"
My mother smiled.
*Tulisan ini dibuat tahun 2009, dengan tambahan catatatan dari Miss Tika, "You are great in writing". Thank you, Miss Tika.