jadilah wanita yang sederhana namun berkelas...

jadilah wanita yang sederhana namun berkelas...

Senin, 28 Maret 2011

Artichel Kalimat Aktif And Pasif

                                                
Made of money don't Work For Money

Like which I can rich?

“yeah, can father say bagimana that its trick I can rich?”
Newspapers laid father which be read. “Why are you want rich?”

“since this morning mother jimmy comes to school by ride Cadillac's car, and they go to merekaditepi's villa beach for vacational weekend. Jimmy doesn't ask out I and mike , but three friends its jimmy was asked out by holiday weekends.

They tell ,  we don't be asked out since we “ poor man child ”.
“ They tell so?” ask doubtful father
 
“Yes, they really count so,” answer me with sad tone.

My father shakes head to shake head it silently, righting its spectacles that sticks at nose and drawning out reads newspaper. I stand up to wait for answer.

That is year 1956. I am old 9 years.  Since fate, I come in to place same public school made of money school its child . Horticultural main result our city is sugar cane. Horticultural manager and influential another townsman, as doctor, corporate owner, and banker, schooling their child to this school, of class 1 until 6. Afters braze 6, ordinary their childs to be transferred to private schools. 

Since our family lives in one its roadside, I even to that school. Suppose I live in that road other side, I must will go to school that variably, with child of family which more as family me.


Finally my father down its newspaper,I am certain she thinks hard.

“speaking beginning father, “ she starts gently. “ if you want rich, you shall study to result money.”
“how I result money?” my asks.

“Yes, utilize your brain,” allegedly while smiling that actually means, “   Just that one father can say on you ,” or “ Father doesn't know its answer, so doesn't make shame father.”


Jumat, 25 Maret 2011

TULISAN 1

The Peasant in Heaven

Once upon a time a poor pious peasant died, and arrived before the gate of heaven. At the same time a very rich, rich lord came there who also wanted to get into heaven.
Then saint peter came with the key, and opened the door, and let the great man in, but apparently did not see the peasant, and shut the door again.

And now the peasant outside heard how the great man was received in heaven with all kinds of rejoicing, and how they were making music, and singing within.
At length all became quiet again, and saint peter came and opened the gate of heaven, and let the peasant in.
The peasant, however, expected that they would make music and sing when he went in also, but all remained quite quiet. He was received with great affection, it is true, and the angels came to meet him, but no one sang.

Then the peasant asked saint peter how it was that they did not sing for him as they had done when the rich man went in, and said that it seemed to him that there in heaven things were done with just as much partiality as on earth.
Then said saint peter, by no means, you are just as dear to us as anyone else, and will enjoy every heavenly delight that the rich man enjoys, but poor fellows like you come to heaven every day, but a rich man like this does not come more than once in a hundred years.

Senin, 21 Maret 2011

AKU CINTA KAMU

AKU CINTA KAMU

Setiap kata-kata yang kau rangkai, dalam candamu..
Member keindahan dan kedamaian pada hidup dan cinta ku…
Candamu yang ceria… membuat hatiku merasa gembira.
Senyummu yang lugu… membuat hatiku merasa tersentuh…
Wajahmu yang sedih… membuat hatiku merasa sangat perih…

Candamu, Senyummu Wajhmu, Dan Aku begitu terpesona…
Dengan kesederhanaanmu…
Kau begitu dewasa dan bijaksana, membuat aku kagum kepada mu…

KEKASIH……
Yang baru aku kenal mempunyai hati yang begitu tulus…
Dan akupun menjadikanmu…
Cinta dalam hidupku….

TULISAN 2

The fact that Never Run

if I remember about those days, a period where everything is just there are smiles and happy laughter,
where everything okay without anything less and we are into something whole. until now, when I opened the happy memory back, I dismantle and looking again and again, never can I find it more memory.
memory has to be something worn in the photo album.
not in brain, heart or mind.

as quickly flashed on the conscious mind,
Memory is just a hallucination. nothing more than a fortune that never give, lend only. I feel lucky enough to lend strength to me, now he has to retrieve it. and I suppose that all is not fair, not in accordance with earlier agreements. luck was promised to me that he would lend his strength until I reached a nadir keangkuhanku. but in reality? never had I thought the nail tip to make it as proof of the existence of luck myself.

indeed unfair,,,
I felt it was never fair since everything is not like what I want.
should be if I could steal the god hear about what plan to do with my life, everything possible will run as what I want.
unfortunately, today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday.
that day never comes, the day that I worry about yesterday, anxious because I feel happiness will never be able to kiss my life again.

I try to go any extent,
whatever extent I try to run from this reality,
will not accomplish anything other than adding something new.
because it is not going to get lost wandering forever ...

TULISAN 3

I LOVE YOU

Any words that you chain, in your jokes ..
Member of beauty and peace in my life and love ...
Your jokes are happy ... makes me feel happy.
Innocent smile ... makes my heart was touched ...
Your face is sad ... makes my heart feel so sore ...

your jokes, Smile, Your face, And I was so mesmerized ...
With the simplicity you ...
You're so mature and wise, I was amazed to make your ...

LOVE ... ...
I know have a new heart so sincere ...
And I will make you ...
Love of my life ....

Jumat, 11 Maret 2011

TULISAN 4

THE MEANING OF FRIEND

friend ....
One time, a friend is a shield. At our friends can tell, with happiness and sadness, with laughter and tears. Laughter can we release the best friend. The tears we shed could also, of anxiety which sneak in our chest. At our friends can ask, "how do I?" Or, "as if I?". Companions are the most intelligent and most honest response to our own profile. Companions can also be a mirror up to us to continue to organize ourselves.

A friend can heal wounded hearts. drag you from the sad tones that surround. Illuminate the sky is gray. Clear up the lies that deceive.

A friend always ready with open arms, to comfort you and protect you from distress. To help you keep all your secrets. To keep you company when you want to have fun. A friend is always there beside you, in joy and sorrow.

In happy times or full of fear. Always please you and always cheerful. And the bond between friends will always be timeless. And you must remember there are ex mancar but no ex-best friend ....

ARTI SAHABAT

Sahabat....

Suatu saat, sahabat adalah perisai. Pada sahabat kita bisa bercerita, dengan kebahagiaan dan kesedihan, dengan tawa dan air mata. Gelak tawa bisa kita lepaskan pada sahabat. Air mata juga bisa kita tumpahkan, atas kegundahan yang menyelinap di dada kita. Pada sahabat kita bisa bertanya, "bagaimana saya?", atau , "seperti apakah saya?". Sahabat adalah orang yang paling pandai dan paling jujur menanggapi profil diri kita. Sahabat juga dapat menjadi kaca diri kita untuk terus menata diri.

Seorang sahabat bisa menyembuhkan luka hati. menarikmu dari nada-nada sedih yang melingkupi. Menerangi langitmu yang kelabu. Menjernihkan dusta-dusta yang menipu.

Seorang sahabat selalu siap dengan tangan terbuka,untuk menghiburmu dan melindungimu dari marabahaya. Untuk membantumu menyimpan segala rahasiamu. Untuk menemanimu saat kau ingin bersenang-senang. Seorang sahabat selalu ada disampingmu, dalam suka dan duka.

Dalam saat bahagia atau penuh ketakutan. Selalu menyenangkanmu dan selalu ceria. Dan ikatan antara sahabat akan selalu abadi. Dan kalian musti ingat ada mantan mancar tetapi tidak ada mantan sahabat…. Trim’s vivi