Assalamualaiku and greetings seujahtra for us all the lovers of steemit in the whole world both in Indonesia and outside Indonesia.
This time I want to tell the story of my life as which I am currently experiencing, maybe there is no other hope even though I mempoating my story this but maybe with this there are parties kindly from senior seniors in Indonesia and there are outside of a parent who has been so nicknamed in steemit according to a high level already high. Like abdullar, good-karma, and many more parents of my parents in steemit.
Well just go on this occasion this time my post about my job and also become my livelihood to live my family everyday day, my name is Munawir and my steemit name @caspersteem why @caspersteem, that's because i am a smp grad who loves various animation ever appeared in the world of television so from that casper is the name of the cartoon character I really enjoy the reason for the character of the cartoon character is very unique, he has a very good character even though he is a ghost. That's why I love and love the character.
Here about me; I was born from a very simple family and live in an area in the interior of sumatra, I have one adek that is aeorang girl who is now still in education, age 26 years old my parents work as farm laborer in my area.
Only a few of my very short introductions and very no education in writing an article. Here's my story I'm currently experiencing.
On the morning as usual I use the train and bring my wares to the market, why is it, like a normal day right at 7 am I peddle my wares on the edge of traditional markets in my area,
"Street vendors" is a nickname that akrap in call us, this work I tekuni already from junior high school or (SMP) which is my last education.
On this morning it was precisely after I and my other five friends were ready to finish their stalls suddenly came a mob of uniforms resembling police officers and immediately drove us from the place. After I heard the directions from their commander who became the moderator at the time, they were the pp satpol who served in that field. Apparently we did not realize that our merchandise or our stalls right in the forbidden position that causes the bottleneck so we are in gusur and in order.
How sad is it because that's where one of his places make a living for my family and become a field for us street vendors.
So much for the story this time and my hope is very big for the government to provide a decent place for us street vendors.
And please help the power or vote for my story this may be with this can happen changes in my life to the amen.