Minggu, 26 September 2010

Narrative text

Posted by khairunnisa at 03.51 0 comments

MATCHSTICK GIRL


On Christmas Eve, people walked with a happy face filled the street in the city. On the road there was a little girl dressed in rags was selling matches. "Want to buy a book of matches?" "Mommy, buy this match." "I do not need matches, because at home there are many." No one who buys from her match.
But, if he came home without bringing money from the sale of matches, would be beaten by his father. When will cross the street.
Grek! Grek! Suddenly a carriage horse ran fast. "Hyaaa! beware!" The girl jumped in surprise. At that time he wore shoes off and thrown somewhere. While the next shoe fell across the road. When she intends to go to pick it up, a boys picked up the shoes and fled. "Well, I find good stuff."
Finally the girl's bare feet. All around, matches are scattered. It can not be sold anymore. If you come home this way, he can not imagine how the punishment to be received from his father. What may make, she took the remaining matches, then run very tired.Saw the bright light from the window of a house. When the girl went to her, came the sound of happy laughter in the house.
At home, which was warmed by a fire hearth, and residents are seen enjoying a delicious Christmas meal. The girl was brought to tears. "When the mother is still alive, also celebrate Christmas at my house like this." From the window visible flicker Christmas tree and the kids are happy to receive many gifts.Finally the light around the window disappeared, and all around him fell silent.
Cold snow continues to fall. Shivering with cold, she sat crushed by the outpouring of snow.
Stomach feels hungry and can not be moved. The girl who was cold, exhale, exhale the breath into the hands. However, not one bit warm. "If I lit a match, it might be a little warm." Then she lit a match with menggoreskannya on the wall.
Crrrs Then from within came a heated flame.
"Oh, the warmth." The girl raised her hand toward the stove. At the time the fire was extinguished furnace pemanaspun disappeared. The girl lit a match stick to the second. This time the flames appeared from various kinds of dishes.
In front of her eyes, stood a table covered with warm food.
"Wow! It looks good." Then roast a goose flying toward him. But when he tried to reach out, the fire was extinguished and the dish had disappeared. The girl immediately took a match flame, then turn it on again. Crrrs!
Suddenly, the girl has been under a huge Christmas tree. "Wow! More beautiful than a Christmas tree visible from the window was."In it there are a lot of Christmas tree candles are lit. "Wow! Lovely!"The girl stretched out her hand involuntarily and lighters swaying in the wind. However, the candle light rose into the sky and the increasingly dim. Then turn into a star very much.
One of the star quickly became the star switch. "Well, tonight there is someone who died and went to the place of God, yes ... When my grandmother was alive, I was told by him." Gazing at the sky, the girl told her grandmother who remembered kindly. Then she lit a candle again. Then in the light of the fire appeared beings who missed Grandmother. Smiling, she stretched out his hand toward the girl.
"Grandma!" Feeling dream girl jumped into the arms of my grandmother. "Oh, Grandma, I had long wanted to see '" She tells the events that happened, in the arms of his beloved grandmother."Why is Grandma going to leave me alone? Do not go again. Take me away to where my grandmother." At that time a match that burned the boy went out. "Ah, if the fire is dead, my grandmother would go too. Like the heating furnace and the food was ..."
The girl was immediately collect the remaining matches, then rub it all. The roll was burnt matchsticks, and illuminate the surroundings like day harl. Grandma hugged her tightly. With the shrouded light, the grandmother and the girl went up to the sky with gently."Grandma, we want to go where?" "To where God is."
Both higher and higher into the sky. My grandmother said gently to her, "If you get to heaven, Your mother is waiting and preparing delicious food for us." The girl laughed delightedly. In the morning.People passing by on the street to find a match seller girl face down in the snow. "Emergency! This little girl passed out in a place like this." "Quick call the doctor!"
The people who gathered around him all deplored the death of the girl. Mothers who refused to buy a book of matches on the night yesterday with a loud cry and said, "Poor you, son. If there was no place to go, should I put into the house." The people of the girl's funeral held at church, and pray to God that they do friendly despite the poor.

Sabtu, 25 September 2010

Introduction

Posted by khairunnisa at 14.02 0 comments
Afternoon, in the Shopping Center.

Steven : Good afternoon Jeni.... how are you to day?
Jeni : Good afternoon Steven, I'm fine and how about you?
Steven : Verry well, thank you. Anyway, this is my girlfriend. Her name is Tika. Tika This is my Friend. Her name is Jeni.
Tika : How do you do Jeni.
Jeni : How do you do Tika. Nice to meet you.
Tika : Nice to meet you too Jen.
Steven : What are you doing Jen?
Jeni : I'm shopping, and you?
Steven : Oh... We are looking for clothes.
Jeni : Hmm.... Anyway, I'll go home now because my mother is sick.
Steven : Hopefully your mom a speedy recovery.
Jeni : I hope so and see you next time. bye... bye...



 

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