At the time, we were living in a remote village in Kabupaten Tuban, named Banyurip.
This village was 138,6 km far from Surabaya, the capital city of East Java Province.
I got the exact number of kilometers from google ofc, hahaha.
The village was surrounded by woods.
The wood was well-known for its good quality of teak wood. So, there were many home industries of teak furniture.
Not as famous as Jepara’s carving, but they were good enough.
Many of the villagers had their furniture by local carpenters.
My grandmother also had some teak furniture that still exists right now at my parent’s house.
Like other villages, Banyurip people work as a farmer.
Some of them run their field to grow vegetable plants, like the coconut tree, nuts, beans, etc.
Some others had a small farm for chicken, goat, and cow breeding.
Because it was a small village, there was only one kindergarten school which run by a mining company, one public elementary school, and one junior high school which also owned by that mining company.
If the students want to continue their study to high school or secondary engineering school aka STM, they should move or back-and-forth to the capital of the district.
Usually, boys will continue their studies, while the girls were insisted to work to help their parents or just got married.
Yeah, it was a typical culture of a remote village in many places in Indonesia.
Anyway, I have been living in Banyurip until I was in 2nd grade of elementary school, or about 7 yo.
Then my family was moved to Cirebon, West Java because my father’s company moved him to that city.
There was one experience that stays still in my memory: I hunt the teak larva at teak wood with my uncles! Seriously.
They asked me if I want to spend the weekend with them in the wood and searching for the teak larva, then we brought the larva home, and my mom or my grandmother will turn it into a super yummy food.
The common cook fried the larva with garlic, shallot, and extra chili.
Trust me, it was a full protein cuisine!
I would like to hunt these larvae if the wood still exists.
Anyway, locals called the larva: enthung.
Since I live there only for about 7 years, there was not much memory about what I dislike about the village.
Uhm, maybe, if I see it now, I don’t want to live there because there were no malls, cinemas, or amusement parks. :D
If I have chances to go there (actually, my mom and her siblings plan to “mudik” this year.
That was before the pandemic exists so sad we had to cancel the mudik trip), I would like to go bicycling around the village and enjoyed the pine trees, the goat cages, the cliff scenery, seeing my kindergarten and elementary school.
I wish they were still existing since it was more than 15 years I never been there.
Also I want to re-tracking my way to go to elementary school and walk through the small bamboo wood and little river.
Thank you for bringing up the hometown topic.
This might help you to see closer to my hometown. Not mine, because when I was a kid, I don't have any gadgets. I guess the video was taken recently, not in the 1990 :D
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