Part of My Life Story

I’m Dimas Ismail, I was born in Jakarta, precisely in Jakarta Asih Hospital. I have a father and mother as a good parent, I also have a brother who is quite mature. My father named Sriwijaya, he was born in Jakarta on October 3, 1959, at this time he worked as private employees in one company. My mother named Retno Nugrahini, he was born in Yogyakarta on August 3, 1966, this time my mother worked as a housewife, she was very fond of her family and she is a mother who is very good for me. My mother once told me, he told me that the name he gave to me this is a collection of suggestions from my big family, and combined with names that occurred to my father and mother. He told me that the name "Dimas" which he gave to me was because my father was the last child in the family, my father was the seventh child of seven siblings, and my mother's is a person of Java, and Java language of the youngest child is "Dimas", that's why I was named by my Mom and Dad "Dimas". My last name is "Ismail" was given by my grandmother, from stories that my mother gave, my grandmother at that time if I wanted to have the name of the existing elements with the Islamic religion, therefore it is finally my last name is taken from one of the Prophet, namely “Ismail”. I also have a brother named Putra Nugrawijaya, he was born in Jakarta on 24 Februrari 1998, this time she was 13 years old, this time he was in grade 8 in Harapan Ibu Junior High School. I was born on April 11, 1994, this time I was 17 years old, and today I was in Grade 11 in Labschool Kebayoran Senior High School. Now I was very happy in Labschool Kebayoran senior high school, because at this school I gained much experience for my life and I have more friend who are very pleasant. During my high school in Labschool Kebayoran, I get a lot of experiences and good benefits for my life now and for the future. I have a lot to get the experiences and stories are very interesting for my life. One of my experiences that perhaps I will never forget until now was the time I was one year old, at that age where I'm learning to walk those times, I have not been too good for walk at this age, when I was learning to walk, I suddenly slipped and my head directly hit into the tap water and make my head is serious injury at the top of the eyebrow. My mother told me that when the incident happened I just shared with my nanny at home, while my father and my mother was still in office to work, when the incident occurred my nanny immediately contacted my mother and father in the office, shortly after being contacted, my father and my mother went straight home, after that my father and my mother immediately took me to the hospital, based on stories from my mother, in the hospital my head that serious injury was directly surgery by doctors and alhamdulillah after surgery I can recover to normal. Maybe if my mother did not tell me about this incident I will never know of this incident, because now I can only see traces of surgery that I experienced and do not remember anything about the incident that I experienced it, I just know based on the story from my mother.