
The morning sun in the Palestinian refugee camp shone brightly in the blue sky, creating the silhouette of houses destroyed by previous attacks. The calm morning atmosphere was so beautiful after the night passed by Vienna, which had struggled with considerations about its duty to help the Omar family.
Vienna entered the camp, wearing gloves and safety caps. He saw several adults and children trying to clear the debris and remains that were still scattered around. Omar's family was already busy sorting out materials that could be reused to build their home.
"Good morning, Vienna," said Muhammad, Omar's father, smiling and looking tired. "Thank you for your help. We are so grateful that someone like you helped us through this difficult time."
Vienna smiled back. "Of course, Mr. Muhammad. I'm here to help and share the burden."
The two of them worked hard all morning, lifting bricks, clearing the ruins, and trying to devise a plan to rebuild the house. Among the hard work, they talk about their lives before the conflict, their families, and their dreams for the future.
While gathering in the warm sunlight, Vienna asked Muhammad, "How is Omar? Where is he now?"
Muhammad paused his work and looked towards the makeshift tent that their families used to stay in. "He was there with his old friends, studying in a temporary education camp."
Vienna was relieved to hear that. "That's good. At least he can play and learn with his peers despite his difficult situation."
They continued their work, with the sun rising higher in the sky. While clearing the rubble, Vienna and Muhammad began planning how they would rebuild the house. They talk about the construction plan, the resources they need, and the steps to take.
As they spoke, the sounds of children playing around the camp filled the air. Vienna sees Omar running around, playing ball with his friends. He smiled widely and raised his hand towards Omar, who answered him with a joyful smile.
Several hours passed, and they managed to clear most of the debris and prepare a new foundation.
Vienna took a deep breath and looked around. "We did a good job today. We've made significant progress."
Muhammad nodded, wiping the sweat off his face. "Thank you, Vienna. We wouldn't be able to do it without your help."
They both saw the results of their hard work, feeling relieved and satisfied with the progress they had achieved. The first part of their journey of rebuilding Omar's family home has begun, and they are ready to take on the next challenge.
Vienna entered the class, which consisted of children aged between five to twelve years. They sat on carpets that had been placed on the ground, without chairs or tables. On a simple blackboard, several children had already gathered and waited enthusiastically.
A Palestinian teacher named Nour greeted Vienna kindly. "Welcome, Vienna! We are very happy to have you here to share your experience and knowledge."
Vienna smiled at Nour and the children. "Thank you, Nour. I'm also happy to be here and get acquainted with everything."
They begin the lesson with a few words of greeting and greeting in Arabic, and the children enthusiastically answer with a smile. Vienna felt immediately at home, despite being away from its native land.
During the lesson, Vienna taught some Indonesian words such as "thank you" and "greetings" to children. They happily tried to pronounce it correctly, and the classroom atmosphere became full of laughter.
Palestinian children passionately tell about their daily lives and their feelings about the situation in the refugee camp. They want to know about Indonesia, about the food, the dance, and the music. Vienna is happy to tell about Indonesian culture, trying to describe the beauty of the islands, the unique traditions, and the diversity that exists in the country.
After a few lessons, they held a cultural performance, where Palestinian children demonstrated their traditional dance, vienna and several children performed Indonesian dance with traditional music played by one of the teachers at the camp.
The atmosphere within the educational tent was warm and cheerful, even though they were in an uncertain situation. Every child shows a desire to learn and grow, and Vienna feels inspired by their passion.
At recess, some children invited Vienna to play traditional Palestinian games. They taught them how to play and laugh as Vienna tried to catch all the moves they made.
Vienna saw the smiles and happiness on the faces of the children, and she felt that it was then that she realized how important their lives were and the efforts to provide them with education in this difficult time.
As time passed, Vienna became increasingly close to the children and teachers of Nour. Not only do they learn from each other about language and culture, but they also build close bonds of friendship in the midst of conflict.
At the end of the day, when Vienna left the education camp, the children gathered and gave her a thank-you card they made with their own hands. On the card they write a message about their hopes for the future and an expression of gratitude for the lessons they have received.
Vienna left the education camp in the meantime with a heart full of hope, knowing that despite the difficult situation, the education and learning spirit of Palestinian children will never fade.