Rabu, 02 Desember 2015
Biography of Yustinus Hermadi
This is a short biography of Yustinus Hermadi, my inspiring father. Yustinus was born on 21 November 1965 in Kuningan, West Java. His father’s name is Prianus Lumbri and his mother’s name is Rumsari. He is the oldest child in the family. He has two brothers and three sisters. His first brother’s name is Adrianus Endang Arkadi. His second sister’s name is Theresia Puspitasari. His third brother’s name is Fransiskus Dudi Suryadi. His fourth sister’s name is Veronika Marsela Tati Wartini and his last sister’s name is Maria Grace Fitri Rahayuwati. After graduated from his junior high school at Yos Sudarso School in Kuningan. He entered a Vocational School in Cirebon.
In 1990’s, he joined a photography club named Kardus in Cirebon. He started to join the club because when he realized that he likes photography and his friends like photography too. He decided to start his photography career together with his friends. And then he worked in a studio called Helia.he documented weddings, pre-weddings, and big events. He often documented the events out of town.
He married his hometown friend, Yasinta Junarsah. They dated around in early 1990. They married on 12 May 1991. The couple has two daughters. Stefani Dea Adventia was born on 11 December 1992, and Violita Christy Agista was born on 21 July 1997.
In early 2000, he worked at Bumi Putra, an insurance office in Cirebon. He worked as a coordinator of the agent. After 3 years, he was out of his work because of some issues. And he decided to focus with his photography career. He started to make his own studio at his house called Deas Photo.
He is the greatest father for his daughters and the best husband for his wife. He is the inspiration for his daughters, especially for his second daughter. He inspires her to like photography too and she likes it. He teaches her the techniques of how to make a good picture and how to impress people with our picture. He told her to follow her heart, eventough other people doubt about what she want to do. And she loves him.
Senin, 21 September 2015
My World (narrative poem)
We did not eat at the same time everyday
Mom is busy with her work
So were my dad and my sister
I often ate by myself
But I never thought that
they did not love me
I realized that they had to work harder
For my future, that they thought
To be the better future for me
When I was a kid
I felt lonely and angry at the same time
But they taught me that they were not
Meant to be not there for me
And I understand
But there was a time
That we laughed for the silly things
We played like we were on the same age
And that was my happy world, my family
Mom is busy with her work
So were my dad and my sister
I often ate by myself
But I never thought that
they did not love me
I realized that they had to work harder
For my future, that they thought
To be the better future for me
When I was a kid
I felt lonely and angry at the same time
But they taught me that they were not
Meant to be not there for me
And I understand
But there was a time
That we laughed for the silly things
We played like we were on the same age
And that was my happy world, my family
Jumat, 18 September 2015
Minggu, 06 September 2015
my first poem
When I feel I can do something that I want
But people take me down with their mouth
Sometimes I want punch them with my anger
I do feel sorrow, I do feel like I can't hold it anymore
And I feel there's no one who care for me
And then....
I remember that I have someone who always there
Even sometimes I am away far from him
I am too busy with my "happines"
And when I need him, I talk to him
Cry with him, share my sorrow and pain to him
And he completely understand
He is my savior. My God. Jesus Christ
But people take me down with their mouth
Sometimes I want punch them with my anger
I do feel sorrow, I do feel like I can't hold it anymore
And I feel there's no one who care for me
And then....
I remember that I have someone who always there
Even sometimes I am away far from him
I am too busy with my "happines"
And when I need him, I talk to him
Cry with him, share my sorrow and pain to him
And he completely understand
He is my savior. My God. Jesus Christ
Langganan:
Komentar (Atom)