Our True Colors

16 March, 2007

It's been quite while we haven’t seen each other until one day we set to meet together on our teacher's birthday. Carmen who made a first contact telling me when and where to meet, and of course she told also who else would come to our date. When I stepped into that restaurant, Woldo was greeting me with a big hug and a huge smile. He ushered me kindly to our reserved table. From a distance I saw Ruthie, our ex English teacher, and Geneth were in the table looking at me strangely as if they saw an alien from outer space. Then I figured out that Carmen didn't tell them that I would join the group to celebrate Ruthie's birthday. That's why they were so surprised to have me getting involved in such small brunch party.

For some reason, I would say four of us have a good chemistry that enable us to stay in touch, even though the English class has been closed almost a year now due to lack of students. I found it's always interesting among us while talking or discussing about anything. We could share our different opinions to one questioned problem that would end up with one mutual solution. Well, it's a no brainer for me to admit that they got brilliant in ways of thinking. Of course, we don't talk about gossips or something that I really feel bloating to hear about; for example showing off something or bragging inappropriately, etc. Although they are way older than me, I always have no communication gap. Another thing I feel interesting about them is they show how truly they really are.

On the other hand, I feel somehow some Indonesian "friends" (I put quotation mark here because I doubt to call them "friend") who I know living in this country regarding to a mixed marriage don't have a real personality. What I mean is they always say they are happy with that and with this, they adore their husband like goddess, they keep saying how good their life is, and any other personal things to impress me that they have found the happily ever-lasting life in the country where they have to live now. Unfortunately, I've never been impressed by the reality of what they say about. They are just phoney in my eyes!

In the end of my writing today, I conclude here that our friendship is like a rainbow. We came from different countries, we have different skin color and different hair color, but we truly find the beauty in our diversity. Yup, "Our True Colors" is the right thing to name the title.

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But I see your true colors shining through
I see your true colors, and that's why I love you
So don't be afraid to let them show-
Just show your true colors, true colors
Beautiful, like a rainbow

(song by Cyndi Lauper)