May 2011 - Subud Voice
May 2011 - Subud Voice
May 2011 - Subud Voice
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A family’s wish fulfilled<br />
Rashidah MacDonald has sent us this story about the family of Faustina, a <strong>Subud</strong> member originally from Bali,<br />
now living near Rungan Sari in Central Kalimantan. The story illustrates the extraordinary difficulties of life that<br />
some people must face and overcome. It also draws attention to the difference the <strong>Subud</strong> Education Fund can make<br />
in people's lives. The <strong>Subud</strong> Education Fund is a project of the Muhammad <strong>Subud</strong> Foundation. Rashidah writes...<br />
In July 2009 Alvira, a young <strong>Subud</strong> member from Kalimantan, was awarded a grant from The <strong>Subud</strong> Education<br />
Fund to help pay her university fees. In January <strong>2011</strong>, The <strong>Subud</strong> Education Fund approved a further grant to make<br />
it possible for Alvira to complete her final year of nursing studies. Thank you to all those who support this fund.<br />
When I asked Faustina to tell me a little about her life and her own educational background for the application for a<br />
scholarship for her daughter Alvira, she went home that night and wrote many pages about her life. She said it all<br />
came out like that, and she cried many times as she remembered what her life was like when her daughter was still<br />
a small baby before they joined <strong>Subud</strong>. She is extremely grateful for how much their lives have improved since<br />
they joined <strong>Subud</strong>. This is her story.<br />
Dear <strong>Subud</strong> Education Fund,<br />
My name is Faustina and I was born on the 21st of June 1968. I<br />
come from a poor family with limited education. I am the seventh<br />
child of a family of eight children. My six older siblings only were<br />
able to attend school until the second grade and my parents didn’t<br />
go to school whatsoever.<br />
Because we had not enough money to live and no land, my parents<br />
joined the government transmigration program and we left Bali to<br />
our new life in Kalimantan on 22/2/1982. We were helped by the<br />
transmigration program and during that time I was able to study up<br />
to the end of 9th Grade.<br />
When the government program ended, I also was no longer able to<br />
go to school, and my younger sister finished her schooling in the<br />
8th Grade. I really wanted to continue my education but my parents<br />
couldn’t afford it, but despite this, I felt very grateful to have studied<br />
that much, as I had achieved the highest education in my family,<br />
including my own parents.<br />
At the time I had many dreams to continue my studies and have a<br />
career as a nurse or something like that, but my parents were<br />
already elderly and poor, and there was no possibility of any further studies.<br />
Faustina and Alvira<br />
When the government support ended, we were living in desperate times because our crops were destroyed by mice<br />
and wild pigs. We had no rice, and only had cassava roots and leaves to eat each day.<br />
I worked hard to help my parents in the fields in any way I could. In order to help my heart feel lighter, I was active<br />
in social organizations like Posyandu (child clinic) and Ibu PKK, (Family wellbeing/women’s discussion group),<br />
hansip (village security) and other community events. I was strongly motivated to help the development of our new<br />
community in this new land.<br />
Marriage<br />
When I was 23, I met my husband, and we were married on the 24th of August 1990. He took me from South<br />
Kalimantan where my family was, to where his parents lived, 35 km north of Palangkaraya in Central Kalimantan.<br />
He was also from a poor Balinese family and was brought by his parents to Kalimantan in search of a better life.<br />
A year after we married, I gave birth to my daughter, Niluh. When she was 8 months old, my husband found work<br />
and we had the opportunity to learn to live independently for the first time. We lived in a small hut that measured 4<br />
x 3 meters and we had no bed, no mattress or any furniture. It was only 5 kilometers from the <strong>Subud</strong> land, but at <br />
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