Rita Handayani
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A Burst of Color Weaving Dreams
“Ani, wake up, it’s time for school, dear,” my mother gently called out to wake me. I slowly got up and sat at the edge of the bed, rubbing my eyes as I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was four in the morning. “Oh no, I’m still so sleepy and tired,” I thought, already dreading the challenging journey to school.
By Rita Handayani8 months ago in Motivation
A String of Words, From Our Homeland
A String of Words, From Our Homeland Arum, a young high school girl from a small town, was known as a fluent wordsmith. She had a unique gift for weaving words that could touch the hearts of anyone who heard them. Since childhood, Arum had deeply loved her regional language, rich in meaning and local wisdom. This love was passed down from her parents and grandparents, who were traditional karawitan (gamelan) artists in their region. Traditional dance movements, the melodies of traditional kawih songs, and the sounds of gamelan filled Arum’s days, as her family owned a studio and performance hall used for training. It’s no wonder that the blood of traditional art flowed through Arum, including her love for the regional language that served as the medium for every cultural performance.
By Rita Handayani8 months ago in Pride
