A Letter for Bloggers, Commentators, and Readers

Dear all my MyEC friends,,

How are you today? Is everything okay? I hope you are fine and everything is going well. How is your day? Is there something special today? I hope it’s great and wonderful. If you had something special, I’d be glad if you don’t mind to share it here. Here I’m on my long holiday at my parent’s house, my hometown. It’s sure I have so much free time, so I can spend much time for MyEC. BUT, I don’t think so.

Remembering the month of Ramadan, we are a bit busy boosting up our worship. I should wake up at early morning, 02.30 a.m. I help my mother cooking and eat together with my family before doing fast. We called it “Eat Sahur”. It takes about a half and an hour. Sometimes, I have to cook so fast if we wake up late, at 03.30 a.m., and 04.10 a.m. is finished time. :D Afterwards, I do some morning activities and usually never sleep in the morning. That time, I have my leisure time for MyEC until 09.00 a.m. if I’m not tired. But my younger brother usually fazes me. He wants me to download Naruto Anime Movie or Comic.

I use much time to read Qur’an anytime as much as I can and I wish I can finish reading that Holy Book in this month of fasting. Meanwhile, at day time, I have to teach my niece English for Elementary School and my little nephew reading and writing ABC and also Arabic letters. After studying, they always invite me to play with them during the day. Usually, I can’t take a nap.

At 03.30 p.m., I cook again, prepare for breakfast. Usually, I who decided the menu of sahur and breakfast will be cooked. :) Breakfast time at 05.30 p.m.. Only in Ramadan, we take the sunnah prayer Taraweeh at 06.50 p.m. in the mosque. I’m really sleepy thereafter and I usually nod off from 08.00 p.m. to 11.00 p.m., then I sleep again. :) Normally, I sleep at 08.30 p.m. It is because I have to wake up very early and I don’t like if I am sleepless then. It can disrupt my healthy skin. :D Oh, so sorry, I’ve got so far telling you my daily routine. :D

Actually, I want to say that although it’s my holiday time, it’s not easy for me to make a blog. I find a hard time here for it. But still, reading and commenting on your blogs are easier. :) So sorry, maybe I can’t contribute more than five blogs in this month. :(

Have you written a blog this month? I’d like to read your blogs without any doubt and leave a comment for some. When I only pushed “Like” button, it means I don’t have any idea to say, but just interested on your writing. It also means my special gift for you. Beneath it all, I want to greet you all, my friends. I like to read your comments on some blogs, too. It makes me know you better, then, I get closer to you. Trust me, I only want to have many friends here, never want to have enemy, whatever your religion or races.

I like to give my best response for your comments on my blogs and discussion (I only have one discussion). But sometimes, I feel a bit sad when I didn’t get your response on my comments even just “Thanks everyone”, like Tara did. I’m questioning why. Sometimes, I feel some of you have changed, not like the first time we meet. I’m wondering why but it’s okay, I’m fine. There are always hindrances in friendship, I guess. Maybe I’m just too sensitive, while I look indifferent, right?

Don’t worry, my friends. I’m never angry with you. I’ll never hate you. I’ll keep commenting and reading your blogs if it’s captivate me. This feeling doesn’t bother my eager to learn English and upgrade my knowledge.

For all those things, I beg sorry to all of you if I had any mistakes, maybe I ever hurt your heart in the past. If you would, let’s have friendship through blogging and commenting on this site without any bad feeling. I never meant to hurt you. And I will consider any advice from you.

To let you know, I really love this friendship. But, I should take it so easy, because I know it’s just virtual friendship. Sometimes we never know the real person behind this screen. One sure I should tell you that all people on MyEC are great people. Let’s see, people who come here are interested in English and could speak or write English from all over the world. Whatever their level, they are surely scholars. I never imagined that I would meet you, my friends. If you are a native speaker, it would be better for me to learn. It’s all great, do you agree?

Thank you for all your comments and likes on my blogs. I really appreciate it a lot. Thank you also for all the readers and all who gave a time to read my responses. I’m so happy for that. For bloggers, thank you for sharing your ideas here. It gives me some inspiration and makes some training for me. I’m so contented being a member of a BIG FAMILY, MyEC.

Thank you for your time reading my letter, the sounds of my heart. Take care and I wish each of you have a wonderful day. :))

Best regards,

Onee

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Note: Please let me know if you know better about my grammar or better words to replace. I’ll be glad to know and learn it. Thank you.

I’m a part of mouth. I’m the one which can make your mouth speaking. I can be defined as language. I spread information which means doing communication. The one who has me should be grateful. You could never miss a day without me. When you have me, but never use me, even just to talk to yourself, you need to go to a psychologist, I guess. Oh, keep trying to use it. :)

When you use me to speak, I can be sharper than knife, I can be softer than wool. I could lead someone become a rough person. I could lead someone become a wise person. When I’m not preserved well, I could hurt someone’s heart. Without any doubt, I could make anyone's heart wounded. But the person who has a tenacious heart would not so easily affected by me. Nevertheless, if I as a dull knife slices a heart continuously, I will surely make a wound to the heart. That’s a human nature. Some people say, “Better regret because of being silent than regret because of speaking”.

But you can see the positive of me. I can bring you to meet your success in life. I can bring you to meet your wonderful friends. I can bring you to meet your sweetheart. I’m quite precious to you.

I know nowadays people rarely use me to speak anymore. They are busy of chatting with some people out there. They use any applications through internet. Even so, when they’re laughing, they still need me. :))

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Thank you for reading. If you know better on words or grammar, please do tell me. :)

Note: Inspired by my friend, Mishaikh, through his blog, I am A One-Dollar Bill.

One day, in a sunny day, I was riding a motorcycle on a highway. As a good rider, I used complete costume and equipment, like helmet, jacket, shoes, gloves, mask, and glasses (I add myself :D). I was thinking of something I forgot to bring. So, suddenly I stopped. When I was checking something in my backpack, a man who also rode a motorcycle approached me. He only wore a short and t-shirt. He didn’t bring anything, seemed one of people around. He asked me, “Excuse me.” “Yes” I replied. “Miss, would you lend me your money? I run out of gasoline. I want to go home, in Sidoarjo (out of the town, it takes about an hour drive)”. I felt so strange, but soon I gave him a sheet of money. He went to the nearest gas station and I followed him behind because I needed my change. After buying petrol, he asked me “Can I have your phone number? I should pay back your money”. He insisted and made an effort to see my eyes, while I hadn’t put off any of my equipment since the first time he greeted me. “No need bro, it’s for you”, I answered. You know, actually I was avoiding something like hypnotism.

Another day, I was at home. Suddenly someone was calling me. I received his call “Hello”. He said, “I’m Mr. LIAR (I named it myself :D) from Jakarta (The Capital City of Indonesia)”. He told me that I won a lottery from a distinguished Company. I realized that it’s just a deception. But patiently, I heard him talking. I’d like to know how he would deceive me. He asked my bank account number, I gave. He told me to go to ATM (Automated Teller Machine), I went. Then, he guided me to follow the steps to get my prize through ATM, I did. Until I read a warning (actually I forgot), maybe like this “The activities of your account number will be utterly diverted to the following number: . . . . . . . . . . . .” He told me to write the number he mentioned. I said, “Oh, yeah. Sorry, sir. I’m busy now. Thank you.” I heard a nervous voice saying “No, it hasn’t finished yet. Don’t close the phone!….Hello….…”, I cut the call. You know why I dared to follow him. It is because I had no money in my bank account at that time. :D

Last month, I was walking with my brother in a mall. Suddenly a woman approached me and greeted, “Hi miss, have you gotten this gift?”. I was surprised and replied “Oh! No, not yet. Where is this gift from?”. “Ok, miss, follow me first, I will explain in detail.” Then I was a little suspicious, even so I kept following her. I remembered the last time I should do then no one could hypnotize me. Not see her eyes directly, not make a touch, keep alert and dzikr in heart (recite a holy reading in Islam) are ways to avoid hypnotism. We were sitting and she was explaining to me with some notes and brochures. “Miss, if you want this gift, you have to take the lottery number. If the number is same with one of these numbers below (she showed another more expensive gifts on a brochure, electronic stuffs), you will get the more expensive gift, you can choose one of these, it’s free. But if you want another more expensive gift, you have to take the lottery number again with the same rule. But this time, you need to pay only 10% of the gift price, it’s just production cost”. Then, I tried to take the first lottery, (really I was just testing this, my curiosity :D). I got the number of the expensive gifts. Oh, I got the feeling that she set the lottery number. She kept explaining how I had to continue taking the lottery. I started to show that I was bored and needed to go in a hurry. She surrendered. To let you know, if I had received the expensive gift, I should have paid credits then :))

Well, I’m just thinking that kinds of those people are a bunch here, in my country. Actually, I take a pity on them. They do not find any better job, so they do that, even organized in a group. I know some of them are people who really need money for life. However, deception is not a good way to live. They should keep alert to the police, they would feel guilty like chased by ghost, kinds of nightmare. I hope those people will realize soon, walk on the right way, and get a better job.

I wonder how about the deception in your country. If you pleased to share here, I’ll be glad.
Thank you for reading.. :)

Writing Prompt ~ Present Perfect Continuous Tense

Mrs. Jane: "Good morning, Della! I have been searching for a candidate like you all week by seeing your resume. Now, I want you introduce yourself, time is yours.."

Dellamitha: "Good morning, Madam! Thank you. My name is Dellamitha Arifiah. I like teaching very much. I have been teaching Mathematics for over three years privately. I have been studying Mathematics in the university of ABC for four years and I will have been graduated by the end of this month.

Mrs. Jane: Ok. Tell me what do you think about children?

Dellamitha: I have been learning about the characteristic of children since I was in senior high school. I taught my younger brothers and sisters. I found that they always want to have fun and play a game like competition. Therefore, I have been practicing so many ways to make children interested with Math for the last two years.

Mrs. Jane: What about your goal? What is your goal of teaching?

Dellamitha: My goal is to make them understand what they need to be understood and what they ask. I know some institution must be really strict to children that they should get good mark. But I think study is not only about good mark. I have believed in this principle since I taught for the first time. Good marks follow after doing our best.

Mrs. Jane: I see. I have been observing so many tutors who easily get angry with children who are lazy to study. What do you think?

Dellamitha: I have also been watching that kind of teacher. I think I should ask them personally why they are lazy and give them spirit to study again.

Mrs. Jane: What about your parents? Do they live with you?

Dellamitha: No, my parents live in another town, while I have been living here in a room since 2011.

Mrs. Jane: How will you get here if you are working here?

Dellamitha: Oh, I will use my motorcycle. I have been using that motorcycle since the first time I stayed here.

Mrs. Jane: How big is your hope to work here?

Dellamitha: Mm, I have been waiting to work here since the second year I was here. But that time, I hadn't had any experience yet. I like the system of teaching here, and it's near my place. I can reach here fast and easily anytime I am requested to come teaching. So, it's a big hope for me to be accepted as a tutor here.

Mrs. Jane: Ok. Recently, this institution have been improving the new method of teaching and it will take time more than you supposed. What do you think?

Dellamitha: I think I will do my best to teach children and if the method is great, why not?

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Thanks for reading and do correction please..:))

Last year, I got fever for a week, I vomited, I felt nausea, diarrhea, and also an extreme headache. The honey I consume as usual was run out, so I went to a doctor. She said that I got Typhus symptom, and I was given an antibiotic. The day after, I vomited all more than before. Then, I stopped consuming the antibiotic given. I remembered that I ever had been given antibiotic but I didn't consume all. My headache was relieved of the pain a little. But, three days later, my eyes were yellowish. I know this is one characteristic of Hepatitis. I was very worried but I just consumed honey that I’d just bought. I just took a rest without considering what I eat and drink.

Five days later, my eyes were still yellowish, and even worse. I went to my friend's house to ask for herbal drink. Then, her mother looked really pity on me, and suggested I go to the hospital. I ignored her suggestion. The day after, a friend came to my room. She looked at me very helpless, and said "Tomorrow, you should go to hospital, ok? I will tell our friends." I just replied. "hehehe..". 

In February 14th, 2014, it was the first day I was hospitalized. After the doctor had checked me, she said "you must stay here". "Oh, doctor, can I only consume the medicines and stay home, please?" I tried to persuade. "Hey, girl, this is about your liver, don't play with that, NO". Then, I surrendered. My friend's mother called my mother in my hometown. I couldn't talk to tell her, because I was only crying at that time. I was very afraid of my parent’s reaction. I was afraid they will angry with me. :D

I was hospitalized for five days and moved to to stay in my hometown's hospital for four days. Fortunately, I only get Hepatitis A that after the viruses was gone, it would be gone forever. After all, I realize so many things. I was wrong with my food, I was wrong with what I drink, and maybe I was too tired but I didn't realize it. Honey is right to be consumed to cure hepatitis or another digestive disturbance. But, sure, we must be really careful of choosing food. Afterwards, I was home for three weeks, only ate fresh food, no spicy, no sour, I ate three times, and the doctor said that I may not do activities of work for several days. This was because of my carelessness. :( I consumed honey to cure my body faster. I was really grateful to all my campus friends for supporting me, they're a great help for me, I'm in debt with them.

Just two weeks ago, I was really busy. I took breakfast very late, after 01.00 pm. Sometimes, I only ate once or twice a day. The story began on Monday, I ate very spicy food at breakfast, at 01.30 pm, after eating a cone of chocolate ice cream. My body was limp at night, especially my stomach. It's a perfect couple of food and time that enough to make me bed rest in five days later. Ok, I got Typhus symptom again. :D A Typhus is a disturbance of intestine, that you can detect it's pain on the right side of your stomach. I got the symptom that exactly same with what I felt last year, except vomiting. I tried to be careful this time, about food and medicine.

Oh, it was my carelessness again. I was determined that I have to recover soon. I consumed honey three times a day. I only consumed food that was suggested, avoid spicy food and sour. Took so much time to rest, ate fresh and soft food and... it’s done. I'm fully recovered now. :))

Here, I will tell you some important thing about honey, maybe some of you have known it. Some people also said about this. Honey should be consumed with water, because honey without water can hurt your throat. I believe this because I have tested it with my sensitive throat (considering that I never eat candy anymore because of my sensitive throat). Also, honey should not be taken by metal spoon because it may react with metal composites and the metal could spoil honey substance. That's what I got and I believe in it through my experience. If you want to know more for sure you can ask to the herbalist or find more info from internet. 

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Thank you for reading my blog, and thanks for the correction. I hope this would be useful for you. Take care of you, don't forget to eat, and keep healthy. ^^ (This is absolutely the best suggestion for me :D)

Writing Prompt ~ Abbreviations

Mother: "Andy, haven’t you slept? This is nine o’clock. What are you doing?"

Andy: "Not yet, Mom. I’m studying and confusing many things here. Would you help me?"

Mother: "Let’s see, dear. What are you studying? Math?" 

Andy: "So many, Mom. I’m just curious and I can’t sleep now. Here in Math, there is cc and L in volume unit and ha in counting area. What’s that? I can’t find it from my book." 

Mother: "cc means cubic centimeter and L means liter that is equal to cubic decimeter. While ha means hectare that is equal to hm square."

Andy: "Ooh, I see. Here’s again, Mom. Science, are HIV and AIDS different?"

Mother: "It’s different, Andy. HIV is a kind of viruses, while AIDS is the final stage of HIV infection."

Andy: "Hmm, and here I found SARS. But I still don’t understand. What’s that? Is it very dangerous to our lung?" 

Mother: "Of course. SARS is a serious form of lung inflammation that caused by a virus." 

Andy: (Andy just nods) "Now Social, my teacher gives me homework to find organizations under the aegis of the UN. What are they? And what are each functions?"

Mother: "There are the FAO, the ILO, the UNICEF, the UNESCO, the IMF, the WHO, the WTO, etc. The function in detail, I’ll get the answer for you later from inet, as Mom is forgotten." (Mom is laughing)

Andy: "Ok, Mom. A friend o’mine told me that his father has bought him a new bike. He said he will ride his bike so often because it is very healthy for us, is it true?"

Mother: "Yes, it's true, Andy. By moving all the part of the body when cycling, you do a great job for your health"

Andy: "Mom, thank you for your help. Btw, how can you answer all my questions? Are you Ph.D or Sc.D?"

Mother: "Hmm, I’m just B.Sc, dear. But I’m still remembered because I had been teaching in private during in the university, and it's just general knowledge" 

Andy: "Hmm, in the future, I want to be a professor of science." 

Mother: "Wow, that’s great. I wish that too for sure." 

Andy: "Mom, where’s sister?"

Mother: "She’s sleeping, don't disturb her."

Andy: "Oh, is Dad working OT again now?"

Mother: "Yes, Prof. Andy, and you should sleep now, before your father comes. It’s already 10.00 PM. Good night!"

Andy: "Good night, Mom!"

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Maybe this is a little inconsequential, as I forced putting too many abbr. :D
Thanks for reading and correction. :))

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Information: hm: hectometer; o'clock: of the clock; o'mine: of mine; OT: over time; Ph.D: Doctor of Philosophy; Sc.D: Doctor of Science; B.Sc: Bachelor of Science...........do you know that Ph.D also means Permanent Head Damage? :D

I chose this ending because of the persistent character of a father. See the previous story!

As Seeker closed his account, I'd like to review the previous story.

Father and son are in the debate on what the son will be in the future. The son want to be an artist and the father want him to be an engineer. The son enters the room and are cogitating over it......

Jack is standing in front of the shop, waiting his dad buying something for daily need. Then, his dad comes and walks away with him. After a while, there is a car suddenly has lost control. Jack’s father is crashed by the car. Jack screams loudly and shouts, “Daaaddyyyy…………..” His father is dead straightaway. Jack feels losing his most beloved one in his life. He’s still trying to speak with his dad, “Dad, don’t leave me. I want to be an engineer. I will do what you want. I want to make you happy, but please stay with me.” “Don’t leave me, Dad…”

His sound is echoing in his head and he realizes that he was only dreaming when he opens his eyes. :) Jack suddenly jumps out the bed, opens the door, looks for his father, and finds that his father is watching TV in the living room. He hugs his father sadly and said to his father: “Dad, don’t leave me…”. His Dad feels strange at his son’s attitude and asks: “What happened to you dear, Jack? Dad won't go anywhere”. “Dad?” says Jack. “Yes, my son”, his Dad answers. “I want to be an engineer”, Jack says as he has determined. His Dad surprisingly feels happy. “I never feel like this before, my son. You are my son. You will follow my dream, Dad feels so happy …………………………………………………………. (so much talking)”. Jack decides to follow his father’s will.

After that day, Jack does her best in school, he has been trying too much not to cheat. He takes courses to get a better mark in Science. His father always supports him and helps him if he has difficulties. Finally, Jack gets good mark and he has graduated from Elementary School with proud. Then, he continues to study in the best junior high school in his city.

10 years later….

Jack has graduated from one of the best institutes of his country as an architect. Because of his talent and good social, a company has booked him as an employee in high position. His father is very happy and proud of him.

1 years later…

Today, there is a different talking between Jack and his father when they are having dinner at home. “Dad, many thanks to you I have in this place right now”, says Jack. “No, my son” It’s your own efforts. You did it. I’m very proud of you. It’s our dream”, answers his father with joy. “Dad, this is all I can do for you, because I love you, Dad” Jack says with smile. “My son, Dad loves you too for sure”. Suddenly, Jack goes to his room in a hurry. He says that there is a call from his friend. Dad is curious to see his son in his room because he hasn’t come back yet for a bit long.

His father see there is a body lies down on the floor with the blood comes out of the mouth. He is Jack. Soon, he is brought to the hospital. The doctor said to his Dad, “We’re sorry to say but he has a liver cancer”. All the happiness of his dad has suddenly lost”

Jack’s Dad is thinking about his son, asking himself, how could he didn't know about his son’s health. Feeling so sad, he goes to home to take clothes and anything needed. He enters Jack’s room. He stops his walk by starring at a big cupboard that he has never seen or opened it. He opens the cupboard and finds something horrified. He finds painting tools and several paintings in it. He is surprised with all those stuffs thinking that his son still loves his dream for all this time. He sees all the paintings are well painted and there is date of paint of each painting. There is a date that makes him shocked. The first painting is painted when his son had graduated from elementary School. The Father’s smile in Jack’s painting. His Dad is getting more distressed, crying with full of regrets. Questions are in his head whether what his son has done is just for him until it brings a liver cancel. He might have restrained many things to make him happy.

Back to the hospital, Jack is being conscious now. Dad says “Jack, please forgive your father.” Jack says slowly and softly, “No, Dad….I do not blame you at all….You are my great father…. You always…encourage me even when….I couldn’t at all. You are…my father whom I love the most….I love you so…, Dad….”

A few hours later…

Jack says to his father, “Dad, I have a gift for you….You must keep it well…, while I’m gone”. “What do you say, my son. There will be nothing happen to you.” “Dad…, I have prepared the gift on your birthday tomorrow…, I put it behind the sofa in the living room…. I wish you like it…, Dad….” “My son, what are you talking about?, you’ll be okay, I’m sure” “Dad, thanks to be my father, I love you, Dad”. “You’re my little angel, my son, my happiness. I love you too, my son”, says his father while holding Jack’s hand. Jack is leaving the world. Dad is just about crying and regretting badly.

Days have gone by…

Dad forgot about the gift that Jack said to him. Today, he finds the gift. He opens it and tears fall down when seeing there is a painting of him and his son. He is so speechless and can’t restrain his sadness. Then, after a while, it comes out his idea to make a gallery for all his son’s paintings. He put the painting of him and his son at the main painting room. He names the gallery “Jack’s Dream”.
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Life is not just to satisfy ourselves, it’s about making someone happy. Children should make their parents understand what they want, but first let themselves follow their parent’s will to make their life easier. The parents should know even if it’s too late.

“The process is more precious than the result. Let's take this as a LESSON"

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It is totally my imagination, not real. Enjoy and do correction please..! :)

I just took three of ten topics. Here are my topics..

Depression is a kind of flighty emotion when people were facing a problem in life. The problem is usually not easy to be resolved. They can’t resolve it sometimes because of another problem. Another problem makes the main problem is getting worse. The worst thing is when they do not have anyone to talk to. They will get more depressed. This emotion sometimes makes their life nasty. Someone should think that this emotion must be killed. A person who can cope with this emotion has a big heart, a big soul, and creative to refresh his/her life. Then, depression would be gone forever. Do you still have depression in life?

Hate is a bad feeling towards something or someone. People hate something because it doesn’t make them comfort. People hate someone because of jealousy or bad attitude. That feeling can’t be erased so easily as long as something they hate keeps making them uncomfortable in mind, someone they hate does not change at all. It makes people tend to think negative. Thus, their life would be fulfilled with anger. People should ignore this feeling to make their life happier. Some people agree to manage that feeling by smiling and thinking positive. They choose to talk in peace in every situation ignoring hate. Do you still have hate in your heart?

Neighbors are people who live in around your house. They are the closest people in your life. Whatever you have many friends in your life, neighbors should be the best friends. When suddenly you’re fainted and no one’s home or your house is on fire, neighbors should be people who can help the most, not your best friend in another town. Modern life makes you don’t know well about your neighbors. Rush, all necessary which have fulfilled, and internet could make you forget that you have neighbors. So, have you greeted your neighbors today?

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Corrections are welcome, thanks. :)

I still wonder about the use of "shall". It is rarely to be used. We use "should" (past form of shall) and "will" so often instead of "shall". As suggestion and offer,,

Onee: "Hi Expector, thanks for giving these tips on modals"

Expector: "Hi Onee, you're welcome. You could try to make a short dialog or paragraph" (suggestion)

Onee: "I will try. But it requires time a bit long for me. I guess you may get bored waiting this slow student" (probabilities)

Expector: "It's no problem. You have no time limit here, and I believe you can do your best" (ability)

Onee: "Thanks again, Expector. I wonder if I could do my best. Shall I bring you a cup of tea?" (ability and offer)

Expector: "That's very kind of you."

:))

When I was a student of senior high school, I often went to my friend’s house after school. Going to her house, I would go across a small and short bridge. It is a paved road and its shape is like a small hill. So, before I got onto the bridge, I couldn't see anything in front of me.

I liked to bring my music player to school since I was fond of music. At that time, I still used walkman and cassette. I listened to music when break time. But, several times I saw that there were my friends who were listening music with earphone while riding motorcycle. I was wondering how they could do that. So, I tried once to do the same like they did.

One day, in the afternoon, after taking a rest for a while in my friend’s house, I came back to school for an extracurricular by motorcycle with her behind my back. I put my walk-man in my placket and set the earphones. At that moment, I liked hearing any song by Linkin Park. Yeah, I used to like rock music very much. When I was approaching the bridge,

     I wanna run away, never say goodbye…
     I wanna know the truth, instead of wondering why…
     I wanna know the answer, no more lies…
     I wanna shut the door and open up my mind

the lyrics of Runaway by Linkin Park were clinging on my ears. I was really enjoying the song and riding about 55 km/hour.

Suddenly.............”BRUUUUUUK", the song was cut by a sound of crash. My head was on the road and one of my legs was under the motorcycle. I didn't know where my turtle helmet was. All my belongings fell down to the ground. I heard my friend called my name, but I ignored her. I tried to get up and the first thing I wanted to find was … MY WALKMAN. I felt so sad because my walk-man was opened and the cassette was out of the place.

After collecting the belongings, I realized that it was an embarrassing crash. I bumped into a car right after down the bridge. I found that the car was not moving. Fortunately, I and my friend didn’t get hurt so much and my motorcycle was still okay to be ridden again. The owner of the car was only standing up behind the car after checking his car was okay. Then, he looked at me with a strange and sarcastic gaze and said, “You’re lucky you just bumped my bumper car”. I was so speechless and only said, “I’m…really…sorry..., Sir".

Thank you for reading. It's me. Wish you like it. ^^

Last night, I saw a crescent moon..

I talked to him...

"Hi moon, would you help me, please?" I asked.

"Sure, if I can, just say it!" replied the moon.

"I'm longing for someone. Would you mind to convey my greetings for him?" I asked sadly.

"Mm, it's not that I don't want to , but, I'm not that perfect to do so now. Now I'm a crescent moon, you can wait until I become a full moon..." He said to me, giving me a hope.

"Alright, moon, I will be waiting patiently. Please also say to him that I love him, I need him, he who made me have a big spirit to live 'till now."

Then, I went away with my weeping.

The moon also dimmed.

And I'm sure...the moon will surely be full moon.

~ Just a poem by me :)