I try to figuring out about my sense of nationalism to my beloved country Indonesia. This kind-of-story that I hope you can understand.
Sixteen years ago, I was born in a country. A country of thousand-islands. In a land of struggle. Struggle to build a national pride and freedom.
When I was a little girl, my parent teach me to speak. Speak in my national language. Speak Bahasa Indonesia.
Then, I became a kindergarten kid. I learn about alphabet and simple counting. They teach me to improve my Indonesia.
I spent my next five years in elementary school. Learning so many things. Especially basic knowledge such math, science, and social. They start to do intervention in Indonesian.
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