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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?”.