Payakumbuh: The town where I grew up

Feels like yesterday when I was still in white and gray uniform studying in Senior High School. It was the last year where I was living in the town where I grew up: a small town named Payakumbuh. It was not a big town, but it’s now growing, faster than I predicted.  I was born when this town was 15 years old. I spent my first 18 years in this town with family. Soon after being graduated from Senior High School, I went to university to study pharmacy, and then studied it again after having a bachelor degree. Ya, it’s been 8 years for me to live 150 k away from my home town.

Payakumbuh: where the story began

It’s still fresh in my mind what my home town looked like when I was a kid. The rocky street was still everywhere, and sometimes with big and deep holes. Our house was not even supplied with public electricity until the early 1990’s. Public transportation was a kind of expensive thing to use that we just went everywhere  by foot, or bicycle at most. That was why I played somewhere not far enough from my house: playing football in the afternoon near the house, or perhaps just for hide and seek with a few friends. I and most of the kids counted on walks to go to school. I am also permanently reminded something about television. In my village, there was only