HOPE

New Hopes in The New Semester

Welcome to the third semester. The semester which has the higher level of difficulty than we have passed before, and especially for this subject, Writing 2. Before we enter the material that will ask us for thinking harder to make a paragraph or an essay, that will be better for us to talk about our hope that we hope to happen in this semester, because talking about hope gives motivation for us to do something that maybe hard to do. Even though we do not know that the hope will occur or not, at least we have the achievement that we want to reach. So, please read about a lot of hopes that I want to achieve in this semester and do not forget to think about your hope! Because as what I said before, the hope helps you to reach what you want.

Learning Writing 2 in this semester must be harder than writing 1, but it is also has to be better than writing 1. I hope I can be focus while the lecturers are explaining the material. Because sometimes, it is hard for me to listen the important information about the material that is explained by using english language without being focus. I do hope I can understand every topic well and what the lecturers say. For being more active and be creative I need support from the lecturers by teaching and giving inspiration or a little bit motivation in every meeting. For knowing where the mistakes are in every draft I have made, I need the lecturer to correct all of them clearly and tell me what the right one is. Hopefully, I can do my best for this semester by studying seriously and doing all of the assignment.

On the other hand, I really hope that the lecturers are able to create a good situation in every meeting because I think that the first thing which make the subject be loved by the students is the way the lecturers teach, and how the teacher be able to change the atmosphere of the class to be more enjoy, even though the material is going harder. Sometimes, when the class is boring and the material is difficult to understand, making me lazy to study. Then, when the lecturers continue explaining the next material, it will confuse me more. So, I guess the cooperation between the lecturers and the students will create a good situation and achieve the purpose of learning. Inevitably, at the end of the semester I really hope that my friend and I will get good mark because of our effort.

So, these are all of what I hope to happen in this semester. I also hope that your wishes and mine will come true.

Experience in WRITING 1

Learning Writing 1

Writing 1 was one of the eight subjects that I had to learn in semester 2. This subject was thought by Mr. Saunir and Mrs. Witri, but in the middle of the semester Mr. Hafiz replaced Mrs. Witri’s position because she had to prepare her baby born. Even though Mr. Saunir and Mr. Hafiz thought in the same subject, they had different methods in teaching. Mr. Saunir asked us to make an outline in Mc. Power Point for every subject, and then one or two of us (it depends on the time) presented it in front of the class. For Mr. Hafiz, usually he explained the material by his self using in focus. Both of those methods were good for explaining the material, but I prefered to the method that was used by Mr. Saunir. Even though that method would make me busy every week for making the assignment, wanted or not we had to work at home and did the home work. So, directly we had known the material before explaining by the lecturers.

In writing, we studied about how to create a good paragraph without making mistakes for many times. That was not easy for me because writing is an activity that needs an imagination and good creativity to show up what we feel or what we want to show to the reader through the writing. For me, needed a long time to think what I wanted to write and appeared the idea. It was not easy for me to write a story or anything that the lecturers asked me to write in a short time.  I had to considerate every word or sentence that I would use in a paragraph or an essay to make sure that I had made the right one. On other hand, the lecturers always thought how to make a good writing by showing where were the mistakes that I had made, and it really helped me for making the next writing without making the same wrong. The wrong thing that I usually did was about the grammar and in choosing the right word that had to be used.

Good or not a writing, also depends on how the writer make the reader believe in her writing. It was why in the last semester the lecturers asked us to add some references in a paragraph or an essay that we made. We have to find any proof for proving what we wanted to make. So, after the lecturers said the topic that would be discussed for the next week I looked for the sources on the internet or from the other sources. For example when Mr. Saunir asked us for making the description paragraph, I made about the Eiffel Tower, so that I searched the important information from the internet and added my own opinion. For that moment, I got a chance to present my paragraph in front of the class and Mr. Saunir commented about the wrong grammar I had made.

So, these are my experience in studied Writing 1 in last semester and also my opinion that I think about the Writing 1. However, I feel satisfied enough for my final score in Writing 1. That is all I can write in this chance.

Narrative Text

A Brilliant Idea Ever

This is a real story that happened to me when I was in Kindergarten. This is a very special and unforgettable moment for me. This story also prove that when I was a little child I used to be a child that always wanted to know about anything around me. I always felt curios in many things and that was why I did the thing on my story. Actually, what I had done is an idiot thing I had ever done.

A few years ago, when I was 6 years old, I had a celebration of my birthday party in my Kindergarten. That was a special moment for me who was still a little child. My mom always took my picture because I always wanted to show up. It was very fun. Few days later, in a sunny Sunday morning, my friend, Andy, came to my home and asked me for playing with him. Andy lived near my home, he had dark skin and a little bit bald, but he was a kind little boy. We often played together, climbed the trees and went wherever we wanted to go. We always wanted to know about anything that was strange, weird, and interesting. In that morning, I asked him to enter my home, and as a little child that always wanted to get attention by the people around me, I showed all of my pictures when I celebrated my birthday to Andy. Happily, Andy looked interested in my picture. Of course, that was what I wanted in getting attention.

Suddenly, a photogravure of my picture fell down. Andy asked me about that thing. I explained that it was a photogravure that had to be washed and then it would change became a good picture. Immediately, Andy gave a very good idea about something that we could do that morning. I listened to him carefully, then I said,” Yeaah..  that is a very brilliant idea Andy, washing the photogravure without paying to the studio. My mom must be proud of me”.  Then we went to a pool near my home. We brought that photogravure and walked full of spirit.

That was a little pool behind my home. People around there often went there for taking a bath or washing clothes. The water was really clean. When we arrived, Andy entered the photogravure into the water and rubbed it. In contrast, there was nothing happened. The photogravure just became lighter than before. Andy asked me,” Desri, what is wrong? Why do this thing cannot bigger than before?”, I just kept silent. Then Andy said again,” I guess,  we must forget something!” . Then I told,” Yaah, you alright Andy, we forgot something, the soap, wait for me here! I will get some soap in my house”. Andy nodded his head then I ran to my home.  At home, I took a little bit “ekonomi”, that is brand of that soap, in my hand. A moment later, I returned to the pool then rubbed the photogravure with the soap.  Andy entered it into the water, he did it again and again, but there was still nothing happened. The photogravure could not bigger just a little bit lighter, but that was not enough for us. We were very disappointed .In that photogravure looked when I was standing with the cake on the table in front of me in my birthday party.

Then we walked to my home and told what we had done to my mom. She just laughed and laughed at me. I was angry because she did not give any attention to me. Then I went with Andy to play the other things in his house, but I still wondered and asked in my mind,” Why did my mom just laughed at me?”.