“AKU HARUS BELAJAR DARI OLIVE” (cerita dibalik kemenangan smpn 1 Cirebon (pi).

Posted: March 12, 2012 in About Me

Jumat, 21 Oktober 2011

Selamat buat anak putri SMPN 1 kota Cirebon yang telah meraih medali emas bolabasket pada POPKOTA 2011 dengan mengalahkan SMP Santa Maria di final.
Tekat, semangat, kadang dapat memutar balikkan fakta dan kadang susah di logika.
Begitupun sekali lagi kata selamat harus terucap dari tenggorokan tua serta parau ini karena harus berteriak sepanjang pertandingan menyemangati mereka.
Dapat apa ‘Hat?.
Parau tingkat dewa!.

Siapaku Putik?. Siapaku Charrine?, Siapaku si “Kribo”?, Siapaku Salma? dan siapaku yg lainnya, hingga dapat membuatku begitu semangat membela mereka dari sisi lapangan?.
Mereka tidak siapa-siapaku!.
Mereka adalah orang lain dan bukan sudaraku.
Lalu?
Jangan memaksaku untuk menjawab, karena hati dan jiwa sudah terlanjur menyayangi mereka.
Mereka seperti anak-anakku dan bolabasket mempertemukan kami.

Mencair sudah kerutan-kerutan di kening dan kerutan-kerutan di pelupuk mata ketika peluit tanda berakhirnya pertandingan dibunyikan.
Pecah air mata, senyum berserakan serta berisiknya ucapan selamat.
Dan keringat yg masih mengucur tentunya.
Dipojok-pojok sana, para orang tua mereka menebar senyum kesana-kemari.
Kenal ‘Hat?
Gak!.

Trus, nama Olive di judul diatas itu siapa?
Sebentar..
Kekalahan kadang teramat menyesakkan. Apapun itu, terlebih di olahraga. Apabila sebuah tim yang diunggulkan, lalu kalah biasanya akan mengaduk-aduk emosi pemainnya.

Inilah Olive yg kumaksud.
Ditengah kebahagian tim putri smpn 1 Cirebon yg sedang berpelukan gembira, haru serta tangis. Muncullah Olive pemain Santa Maria yg juga kukenal.
Datang sendirian menghampiri anak-anak smpn 1, langkahnya masih gontai kelelahan, keringatnya masih bercucuran disana sini.
Dan…..matanya begitu memerah mencoba menahan dengan sekuat tenaga agar air matanya tidak tumpah.
“Selamat ya..”, katanya lirih.
Seketika itu jugalah dia tidak mampu lagi menahan segalanya;
Dengan sesenggukan disertai air mata yg tak mampu lagi dibendungnya, Olive memeluk satu persatu serta memberi selamat walau lirih pada semua pemain lawan yg mengalahkan tim bolabasket sekolahnya.

Dhhhhhuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!.
Olive meruntuhkan ketegaran yg selama ini aku miliki.
Olive mengajarkan aku jiwa yg besar walau harus menagis.
Olive meruntuhkan keangkuhanku.
Olive mengoyak-ngoyak kesombongan manusia.
Olive mencabik-cabik perbedaan.
Olive meluluh lantakkan dendam.
Olive sanggup berdiri tegak dalam badai.
Olive kaya akan cinta dan kasih.

Dan Olive sanggup membuat aku tidak peduli sama sekali pada semua pertandingan final bolabasket sore itu.

Dan dari Olive aku harus belajar.

23:40 masih mengingat kejadian itu.

Thxs Olive.

sumber: http://sangkakalaku.blogspot.com/2011/10/aku-harus-belajar-dari-olive-cerita.html

trnslate:

“I HAVE TO LEARN FROM  OLIVE” (a story behind victory Cirebon SMP 1 )

congratulations for SMP 1 Cirebon that has won the gold medal basketball in POPKOTA2011 by beating Junior Santa Maria in the final.
Embroidery, passion can sometimes distort the facts and sometimes difficult in logic.
So is once again safe word should be spoken of the old throat and hoarse shouting this because they have to encourage them throughout the game.
What can ‘Hat?.
Croaked the gods.Siapaku putik?. Siapaku Charrine?, Siapaku the “Kribo”?, Siapaku Salma? siapaku other and who, to be made so the spirit to defend them from the field?.
They are not my family
They are someone else and not my relation.
Then?
Do not force me to answer, because the heart and soul already love them.
They are like my kids and basketball brought us together.

Melts have wrinkles on the forehead and the creases in the eyelids when the whistle sounded the end of the game.
Burst of tears, smiles scattered and noisy congratulations.
And that is still pouring sweat, of course.
Corner-corner, their parents here and there a faint smile.
Know ‘Hat?
Not!.

Then, the name on the title above Olive’s who?
For a while ..
Defeat is sometimes very oppressive. Whatever it is, especially in sports. If a team is seeded, then lost typically will stir the emotions of players.

This is Olive who I mean.
Amid the happiness of the daughter of SMP 1 Cirebon team who are happy to embrace, emotion and tears. Olive came the Santa Maria players who are also familiar.
Come over to the children alone SMP 1, steps still unsteady fatigue, sweat still dripping here and there.
And reddened eyes so ….. trying desperately to hold the tears do not spill.
“Congratulations ..”, he said softly.
Immediately, too, he could no longer hold it all;

Accompanied by sobbing tears could no longer keep, Olive hug and congratulate each one even faintly on all opposing players who defeated the school basketball team.

Dhhhhhuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrr!!!.
Olive undermine the obstinacy which so far I have.
Olive taught me a great soul who should be crying though.
Olive tear down my arrogance.
Olive tearing human pride.
Olive shred of difference.
Olive burst into revenge.
Olive could stand upright in the storm.
Olive is rich in love and compassion.

And Olive could make me not care at all on all the final basketball game that afternoon.

And I have to learn from Olive.

23:40 is still remembered.

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