Sense and Sensibility

Hari pertama di bulan Juni, hmm benar-benar tidak terasa sudah memasuki bulan keenam di tahun ini. Hari ini merupakan hari yang tidak biasa bagi saya alias luar biasa, mengapa? Karena hari ini adalah hari di mana saya pergi berpetualang dengan sahabat terbaik saya, the white iron horse! Ya, dia adalah sepeda berwarna putih kesukaan saya. Sepeda ini adalah sepeda hasil rakitan kakak saya, dulunya ini sepeda gunung kebanggaan ayah saya namun setelah beberapa tahun dia menjadi penghuni gudang dan bahkan nyaris dibuang untungnya semangat kakak saya untuk bersepeda muncul sehingga menyelamatkan sang sepeda dari debu-debu using. Kini, dia pun menjadi sahabat saya. Saya sudah berpetualang ke berbagai tempat dengan sahabat saya yang satu ini dan melalui berbagai kejadian tentunya seperti jatuh di tengah keramaian di hari Car Free Day (untungnya cara saya jatuh masih terbilang keren haha itu menurut teman saya, yang jelas saya benar-benar tidak bisa lupa akan hal itu dan selalu ingin tertawa ji...

Membuat sebuah perpustakaan dadakan, ya itulah kegiatan yang saya lakukan untuk mengisi waktu liburan ketika saya masih duduk di bangku sekolah dasar. Saya sangat senang melakukan berbagai kegiatan baik di dalam maupun di luar rumah, mungkin hampir sebagian besar waktu yang saya miliki saya habiskan di luar rumah entah untuk les, bermain, tpa, bersepeda keliling komplek, atau berjalan-jalan. Suatu waktu ketika liburan sekolah tiba, kebanyakan teman-teman kelas saya pergi menghabiskan liburan sekolah bersama dengan keluarganya tapi tidak bagi saya karena kedua orang tua saya harus pergi bekerja. Walaupun saya tidak bisa menghabiskan liburan dengan pergi jalan-jalan bersama keluarga, saya tidak kehabisan ide untuk mengisi waktu libur yang selalu saya nantikan. Saya pergi ke depan rumah untuk melihat apakah ada teman-teman yang sedang bermain namun sayang saya tidak melihat satu orang pun dari mereka di sana. Suasana libur pun terasa sangat sepi. Saya mulai merasakan bosan k...

Introduction   An autobiography is a book about the life of a person that written by that person (Wikipedia). I Know Why the Cage Bird Sings and Gather Together in My Name are the autobiographies of Maya Angelou. According to Microsoft Encarta (2009), Maya Angelou, is an American author, poet, performer, and civil rights activist, best known for portrayals of strong African American women in her writings. Characteristically using a first-person point of view and the rhythms of folk song, she writes of the African American woman’s coming of age, of struggles with discrimination, of the African and West Indian cultural heritage, and of the acceptance of the past. I Know Why the Cage Bird Sings is the first from six of her autobiographies. The title I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings is one of the stanzas from the Afro-American poet, Paul Laurence Dunbar. Maya used this title because the title symbolizes the black people. The Cage symbolizes the limitation and the Bird symbol...

It was April, the nicest April for Maggie when she met the boy who always wore the red shawl for the first time. Every morning before she went to the school, she went to the bookstore to help her mother cleaning up the store but sometimes she helped her mother after school especially in the storybook lady time. She loved the storybook lady time. Since she was a child her mother always read a story to her and other children. But now, she replaced her mother to read a story to children who came to the store. Her mother own a bookstore, named the Happy Book Shop. Maggie loved reading books and even she often indulged in imagine things. She read almost the whole books in the store. She looked around hoping that she could find a book that she hasn’t read yet. There, she found something that attracted her. “Mom, may I have this Persuasion, please?” begged Maggie to her mother. “O, dear I wish I could give it to you” said her mother. “Don’t you have...

Did you know that I'm so terrible in singing? Honestly, I hate a lot when people asked me to sing a song. I don't have any good voice, so I'd love to sing just for myself. ha ha Well, maybe that's sound weird but that's true. I don't really like it, and I have a tragic story about singing in front of the class. It happened few years ago..... This tragedy happened when I was in the third class in Elementary School. One day, my teacher asked all of the students to play an instrument, and sing in front of the class. Most of student in my class was so happy to hear that task as a final test, but not me. Play an instrument wasn't a big deal, but the other one - SING IN FRONT OF THE CLASS ! Lord, I have no idea about this. I have to sing in front of the class - watching whole people there, come on, are kidding me? My teacher didn't give me any choices, I really have to sing. At the time, I started with practiced piano, I practiced very hard. The song that I wo...

Do you ever feel being underestimated by people? How does it feel? Angry?, Annoy?, maybe those can portray your feeling, because I feel the same as you. Some of people in my life always underestimate with the major that I take, uh! I hate that. When I met someone then he asked me, "What major do you take?" I said proudly "E. Dept". Then you know what? he showed such expression that I hated so much. And then he asked again "Why don't you take the engineering major or medical major?". *Oooohh God!, I really really hate such question like this, could they not to interfere with my decision?. It's my own decision, please appreciate! Sometimes, I wonder with all questions like that, what are they thinking about this major? Does it something wrong? huh?! If you have the question same as those questions, go to HELL ! ha ha *so mean! You never know what do we exactly learn about. We learn many things, more than you imagine. Without us, you never can communi...

When I opened my eyes in the morning, I always thought about something. "Can I see the beautiful morning every day? Ah, who knows." That’s only a question and I didn’t really want an answer. I just wanted to send this cosmic question out into the void. I started the day with full of expectations, “What will happen today?” I wondered and expected that something good would happen. Because sometimes I wondered about my life, "I lead a small life. Well, valuable but small… I love my life." Formerly, I always regretted if I met someone that hurt me. I always wished that I never met such people like that. If I could turned back the time, I chose not to know them. But I was wrong, I ought to give my thank to them. I realized that they were taking the important part in my life. They have taught me being a tough woman and taught me being a better person than yesterday. I learned valuable lesson from my grandpa (RIP) and an elder woman. I met her in a hospital. ...