Cultural Mission is brutal. t forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things: air, sleep, dreams, sea, the sky - all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it. Use the same clothes everyday, put the make up almost any single day, wake in the middle night to move to other town, sleep later to erase it, and put it again for the next day. Wait many hours at the backstage, with hunger and cold. It forces you give the best smile, even in your most tiring day, thousand miles from home and family, it forces you to pack everything quickly when sometime you wish to chat with you lover or your mother. It forces you to eat any food that you wish do not to see it. it forces you to deal with your own problem, sleep in spaciousness place, wait for shower, dance under the heat, put off your jacket while it is turn to 2 degrees outside, let your foot cramp because it is too cold, or burn because it is too cold. Wounded because you broke the plate. Patiently battle with 15 hours travel with small pieces of sandwich and cup of water. Wash your own clothes once even in a week, because you do not have time, it forces you eat instant noodle, crap food that keep you survive. But you did it. For your nation, and your family, to made them know about our nation. You made it Kencana Pradipa, LISTRA UNPAR, AZKAFADA AL AZHAR KELAPA GADING, BAKTI MULYA 400, KULTURA INDONESIA STAR SOCIETY, LSPR DANCE GROUP, SMA 6 JAKARTA, Bireun Seudati UPH. congratulation. I am proud of you
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