1. Profile (06/10/10 [Wednesday]) {free writing}
My story (birthday, child life) life was grateful, I was born in jakarta, the time was ramadhan and I was the first child of my parents, so they gave alif ramadhani for my name. it meant the first child in ramadhan. Unfortunately, my parents were too busy and they put me on my grandma’s house in java to take care of me. I lived with my grandma for about five years, then my parents took me home to continue my elementary school in Jakarta (this is my first part of my life) (this is kind of striving in life) and it’s my child life.
My identity
My full name is alif ramadhani
My nick name is alif / rama / dhani
I was born in Jakarta
I live on Tegalsaari Street RT 003/ 09 No: 29 at kalisari village, Pasar rebo sub-district, East Jakarta municipality, Jakarta city, zip code: 13790
It’s my life
My baby’s life 1-5 in java
My boy’s life 6-12 in Jakarta (elementary)
My teenager’s life 13-15 in Jakarta (junior high school)
My adult’s life 16-18 in java (senior high school)
I was born in Jakarta. I don’t know when I will die. But I hope I can make my parents proud of me. And never make them disappointed. What I want is just make them proud of me . now, how to make it? Just make a dream there are many ways to make them proud, but I have to focus to make it, because I can’t do anything and I just can do one thing in many ways. I just a student now, but when I was an elementary student, I used to say that I want to be a businessman. It’s my dream. But, actually I didn’t know how to be a businessman at the time. It was just the simple answer when my teacher asked me about what my dream is (what I always dream on). I don’t know how to be a businessman but I swear that I will focus in being businessman when there is someone teach and lead me to be a successful businessman. Later on, I meant after graduated from elementary school I used to make many dream, oh I was wrong, I was aware to my life or I just understand about whatever has done in my last life in elementary and junior high school. In elementary school I was a great student but when I was junior high school I was the worst student ever. I was lazy and I was the most under people and I graduated from junior high school in low mark. So my parents sent me to my uncle’s home in java to continue my senior high school before this, I just want to inform me that I believe that life is like a wheel, one day I am in up of the wheel but then I will be in under of the wheel (sometime we stand up and next we’ll move down to the bottom). Ok , well, now next to my story, hehe. Elementary was my great, junior high school was my worst life, my high school was my understand life. I know what is the purpose of my life and now I believe that I will success and my parents will proud of me (by God willing) Insya Allah.
My hometown is not amazing. I don’t like Jakarta even though I was born there. First I had just moved to java for five years, then I came back to Jakarta to take elementary school and junior high school and the condition at the time was good but when I graduated from elementary school (it’s wrong, I mean from junior high school), I’ve just moved to my uncle’s house in east java to take a vocational high school. It’s just three years there and I continue my university at UIN now and everything has changed since I was elementary until no, but the changing was worse than before. It’s very crowded in Jakarta and also their awareness is little. Their attitudes are really bad, such as throw rubbish on the river and build many buildings in conservative area. It’s just for money, they bet their selves to come to Jakarta for looking for money, but it was not true. If you have no any skills then you go to Jakarta for looking for a job is exactly wrong and you’ll make any problems. So, I think that it’s like kedondong. It is soft outside but hard inside. It looks amazing but when you are in Jakarta you’ll be disappointed and I hope all of you to build your own hometown and never being Jakarta residence. You have to think it twice to move to Jakarta.
I don’t know about it, but I just know about the “kuncen” that is Mbah marijan. He is not only a kuncen but also an artist of kuku bima energy. I like him, but after he passed a way, because I like his position of his die. That is “sujud”. I heard from the news that he was praying at the time. Actually, he is picked up by a journalist but the merapi was bomb before Mbah Marijan finished his praying. So, there are some peole died by “wedus gembel”. Is is the different name of “lahar”.
Up is a movie title and I like it much because it tells about boy scout that have to help a grandpa. It’s because he wants to get a pin – the last pin to upgrade his level in his scout, but the grandpa whom he must be helped is sophisticated man. He can do everything by himself, so he doesn’t need any help. Then about the grandpa, he is lovely man after his wife passed away and actually he and she want to come to their dream place, but she’s passed away before they got it or there. Now, what I have to tell, hehe. The grandpa is very arrogant with his dream. He strived hard to catch it, even with any ways, but he wait for a good time and the time is coming when he hurts the builder and he has to move his house and he will stay in (panti jompo) but when the panti jompo keeper pick him up, he run away by flying using many ballons that he heas prepared for it. Finally, he got the dream place that he and his wife used to dream on and when he takes a journey. The boy always accompanies the grandpa and often helps the grandpa. so, when they came back to their town. The grandpa and he (I mean the boy) were very glad because he could get the last pin, so he can continue and became a senior boy scout.
