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Calm Down Is The Golden Way
Author : Asy Syifa Rahmah Ihsani (PBI-A/II)
In
43th room, my heart was jumping up. My body was trembling. I felt
like the end of the world would come soon. Only one word to describe
that situations, and that word was “panic”. Cirebon, Monday April 1st
2013 at 01.00 p.m. Mr Lala gave us (PBI-A members) an assignment for
Midterm. The assignment was about Little Red Riding Hood. We had to
make Little Red Riding Hood story with own version and the different
point of view with the other members. I got a jackpot!! Great!! How
could I do?? I never wrote a story before. That was the reason which
made me really panicked to face and to finish that Midterm. Actually I
didn’t hate writing, I just felt bored when I tried to write. But
finally I could do well.
Tuesday morning at 05.00 a.m when I woke
up I was screaming. I screamed loudly, so made my sister was shocked.
I was very frustrated because I didn’t find any ideas until morning. I
such as a weird person. I was like a rock. I lost my face
expressions. When my father told a joke to me and the other family
members, I was the one and only person who didn’t laugh. I just dazed
like a fool, even I didn’t know what my father told about. I thought my
soul was coming out from my body to find idea at that time kekekeke.
In
the evening at 07.00 p.m, I was browsing about another Little Red
Riding Hood story. I read some stories from internet in my lovely
room. About a half minutes I felt hungry so I had dinner with my
family. When I was having dinner, my father told about his friend who
just bought a house display. Suddenly idea came into my mind! It was
like find a water fall in the hottest desert. Wow my father was cool, I
really love my father. At night, when everybody in my home were
sleeping I started to write. I wrote in my bed and at the same time I
was listening a music. I wrote down my story and then translate it in
english. Until 01.00 a.m. I finished my write, but I didn’t have the
title yet.
Wednesday morning 05.00 a.m, I woke up without
screaming then I took a bath, prayed, had breakfast and then I went to
campus at 06.00 a.m by public transportation (elep). A pink elep was
come, so I came in to the elep. I sat on my favorite place, in behind
the left corner. I looked around the elep, I thought this was a new
elep because it was nothing scracth in it. In the trip I listened The
Reason song by Hoobastank from my pink handphone Samsung Galaxy Y Duos
used white earphone. I thought that title could be match with my
story. Yeah!! I found the title for my story. So the title of my
story was The Reason (You and Your Grandma Get Attack From Me).
Thursday
at 06.30 p.m, I started to typing my story. I finished it until at
07.00 p.m, then I want to print it in warnet, but that night was
raining and fill of thunder. Because of my assignment must be collected
in Friday morning so I went out to warnet although the weather was
like that . At that time it was very cold and dreadful. But finally I
could print my story and then I read and checked it again and again. Oh
God!! There was some typos!!
On Friday morning April 5th 2013, I
went to campus at 07.00 a.m. I went early because I want to print my
story again. Why I printed my story again? Yup because I did some
mistakes in typing. I met with my friend, her name’s Epi. Then we
printed out our story together in front of campus. I have done print my
story and Alhamdulillah there wasn’t problem. But Epi got problem, she
lost all files in her flashdisk. She looked panic. I tried to comfort
and helped her. In a few of minute I could bring up her files again
and then she print out her story.
After that we went to
Endah’s bond to collect our story. I gave my story to Endah. Wow it
was great! I felt really light and felt like I was flew in the
beautiful sky. I found my face expression again ^^. Looking back I
must be accurate in typing and I must calm down in finishing an
assignment because when I calm down, the idea was come and then I could
finished my assignment with well.
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