I am currently reading a book called "Laskar Pelangi" (if translated, will means 'the Rainbow Squad' kind of) by this Indonesian author, Andrea Hirata. The story is simple, yet it is moving. He wrote about his childhood, spent in an old, dilapidated elementary school in the island of Belitong. Belitong is an island rich in timber (timah!..is timah called timber in english? not very sure), but yet the traditional Belitong people used to live in such poverty .. as the timber production was governed by certain group of people only. He wrote about what he and 10 other his childhood friends experienced during the time period of nine years spent in that old school. Completed the story was their faithful, wise and old headmaster and a teacher who dedicated their lives to educate the poor children in Belitong.
The story brings me back the magic of childhood memories :) and how simplicity can brings happiness.
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