After a very long pause, finally I made myself to start blogging again. Realizing that human tend to lost the momentum once they stop engaging in something for too long. Striving so hard, I beat down the lazy worm which crept in my heart and decide to write this post.
Ok, back to the topic. I completed the clinical part of medicine, and currently attending a social work, namely --> Pre-Graduate Course (PGC). Participating in this PGC is a MUST for all the medical students in this university. PGC is a community/public-health care program, where all the students will be allocated to different village of a particular state - Kintamani, identifying the major problem in the village, stay with them and give them a helping hand to achieve not only about health, but biologically-psychologically-socially better life.
When i first heard about these, my reflex is like "WHhhhat ??? Village again ???" No matter you willing or not, all of us must follow this program. This program last for 5 weeks.
1st week - briefing about this program and training regarding the disaster emergency life support. I like the training, it was pretty cool !! one of the doctor who taught us had the experience of saving people life in Israel War. Really salute him, what a great experience he gained !!
2nd - 4th week - Is here to telling you about my "kampung" life or we should said "back to the nature" life or "back to ancient" life ??
5th week - Report and presentation.
So now, here we go....
After a 2 hours journey by riding the motor bike, we reached there finally ! the village ( Manikliyu Village) located at the hill, the air was fresh and cool, during the night it was brooded by the heavy mist.
The picture below is the 1st place where we supposed to stay, the environment is indeed a little bit "uh-hum".
Our mind flooded with the same thought --> how about we just go to stay in a hotel nearby ?
This is the Manikliyu Village Assembly Hall
that equally "uh-hum" too.
This is the toilet which provided
Maybe our "uh-hum" and all those complains was too loud and it spread to the head of the village. He arranged another better refuge for us. At last, we stay in the villagers' house, we call him as "pak De". Pak De and his family are hospitable, he gave out his son's and a guest room for us to stay. Although it looked abit dirty and dusty, but i would like to say, Thankyou God, We are so BLESSED. Comparing to other friends from the other village, this is one of the best retreat i could said.
The following picture is the front side view of the room, a small hut, a small pond, and Pak De's 4-wheel Rocky !!
Pak De fetched us by using his Rocky roaming around the plantation. He owns four plantations and harvest twice a year.
The source of water supply and the hygiene of the toilet are the primary problem of the village. Chronically, they do not have a proper piping system, and the source of water rely on the rain. The thing that often drag my head off everyday was the cleanliness of the toilet !!! I have to withstand the "cleanliness" of the toilet each time doing showering. The lack of awareness is the thing that we need to take note and educate them. Food-borne and water-borne disease often rooted from here.
Apart from those i mentioned above, it is a down-to-earth approach to experience the tranquility and serenity of village life, a good escape from hustle-bustle of the city life !!!
They lead rather a simple life over here, arise at 5 in the morning, go to the estate at 7am. Come home at 5pm and rest at 9pm. We have nothing much to do there, mostly morning activities, and therefore we also adapting ourselves to their life. I break my record, I ever slept at 8pm !!! Can't believe it !!!
The villagers told us that they only eat the chicken that they rear by themselves. Usually it took 6-8 months for the chicken to grow big enough to be slaughtered. I have a chance to witness the process of a chicken get slaughtered, although it was not the first time i witness something like this, yet the high-pitched sound of the chicken's screaming still spook me much.
One of those day, Pak De ferried us to a river nearby and ask whether we bring shampoo along. A question mark crop up --> why we need to bring shampoo along ? After asking further, we turned into shock, OMG !!! He was expecting us to take bath in the river !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Of course, we wouldn't want to take bath in the river. We just playing water beside the river and “enjoying" the scene of some naked show. Hahaha...!!!
Another thing i would like to share is the term "NGIDU". Pak De's wife taught us the word. People staying on the hill in order to gain warm by burning the firewood in the night, and by putting hands near the firewood called --> Ngidu.
Pak De's Wife is a superb nice lady, she work from morning to the night. ( Even more hardworking then her husband... kekeke.) She boils water for us to drink every morning and evening, off to farm, cooks meals, doing household, all by herself. She cooked something called Bubur Sago for us to try. Erm... a bit salty for me, but i still want to send my greatest gratitude to her. She really so lovely......
We really spend a great time there...
We were tasting the "bubur Sago" while enjoying "Ngidu" with the "Ibu".
Everyday comes to the afternoon, we will go to the tourist spot nearby --> The famous Kintamani Volcano. It just 15 minutes driving and we hunt for some good food. We try different restaurants, different buffet everyday, and it indeed wear off my pocket and make me put on weight as well. >.<"""
Guess my parents going to kill me.... LOL
Well, guess it is lengthy enough, I should end my 1st part, hope you are not falling asleep. =P
2nd part coming soon. =)
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