Experience of being a Quran teacher
Seeking religious knowledge, especially learning to read and write the Qur'an more deeply for the provision of a bright future. I remember when I felt lazy to recite the Koran, but when I arrived I was immediately excited and wanted to meet friends. They both compete to get the best score while advancing to the Qur'an memorization deposit. Run together to get the front seat. Quickly deposit so you can go home, then buy snacks on the side of the road, then return to their respective homes. I miss my childhood so much which I will never forget. Gratitude for being asked by parents to learn the Koran turned out to be useful a few years later. Grateful to be able to read the Qur'an well. Gratitude can feel the beautiful moments in childhood that are full of benefits. When we were little, do we remember going to the TPQ or the prayer room or commonly called langgar to learn the Koran? Maybe some of us have experienced it. Every afternoon after the Asr call to prayer, get ready to break the fast with friends to learn the Koran together. After reading the Qur'an, playing with friends until the qiro'ah in the mosque reverberated as a sign before the Maghrib call to prayer. Really miss those days. Without getting bored playing and learning together.
This time I will tell you about the twists and turns of being an Al-Qur'an teacher, before I did not think that the owner of the TPQ in my neighborhood trusted me to become a Qur'an teacher in the prayer room, when I enjoyed reading the Qur'an and started deepen the meaning of the verses in the Qur'an. It's been more than two years since I've been teaching the Koran, I've been through a lot of ups and downs, from fussy children who struggle to recite the Koran to adults, some even tried to slander me out of school. TPQ (btw I'm not going to be honest here), but alhamdulillah someone's slander didn't make everyone hate me, instead they sided with me and kept encouraging me to be more patient in facing exams. Although I was tired and hurt by the words that made me want to resign, but after many good people and consideration I decided to stay for the sake of the children. then respect and love your teacher because the teacher is also like a second parent to us that we must imitate. That's a short story from me, I hope it's useful.
Reminder: If there are words that hurt your heart, bow down and let them pass you. (don't put your heart so you don't get bored with your heart). -Ali bin Abi Talib
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