Kamis, 04 Mei 2017

DEWA ATHENA IX

Hello!
Its been a long time since I last posted in his blog. In this post I want to write about my experiences at Dewa Athena.

Firstly, I don't really know what it stands for but, Dewa Athena is some kind of sports competition between classes in my school. It was held on the 23rd & 24th of March for the 11th graders and the 25th of March followed by the 1st of April for the 10th graders. The final between the winners of 10th grade and 11th grade will be held on the 8th of April 2017. My class, X Science 8, competed against a lot of classes in different types of sports. There were basketball, football for boys and for girls, badminton, dodgeball for boys and girls, volleyball, tug of war, relay,and gerobak sodor. We also made jerseys for our own classes. My class chose pink for the jersey. It was kinda good, i guess.

On the 25th of March, I came to Bali Field at 7am. Because no one from my class was there, I decided to play with my friends from other classes. There was a speech from the head of the event, and after that, we went to the places where our classes would compete. I didn't compete much, since I had to be one of the medics there. I spent most of my time in the football field, watching the tug of war between classes. But sadly at 1, I had to go home.

On the 1st of April, I also came at 7am, but because the field was wet and it could danger the competitors, we had to wait until further information. Then we competed as usual. X Science 8 that day won the relay, gerobak sodor, volleyball, and tug of war if I wasn't mistaken. I also didn't compete much that day. I became the medic that day. More people were hurt that day compared to the last time. This day I got to watch it until the end. I actually forgot to go home and because my class was competing, I decided to cheer them. After winning the last competition, most of us went home. I really enjoyed that day, eventhough I was sick in the end. It was tiring but fun.

I also took some photos with my friends that day.




The final day of Dewa Athena was held on the 8th of April 2017. It was started by Paman Gober.



Minggu, 02 April 2017

Crossword

 Hello!
This time, as the tittle says, I'm going to post a crossword I made with my friend, Dwi. Check out her blog too!
Also try solving this! I know it's kinda easy but it would be fun for your free time!!





Here are the clues for it!!




Vertical

1.       The first and eighth note of a major scale
2.       Ask someone earnestly for something
3.       An aim or desired result
4.       The antonym of dead
5.       Oily or greasy substance occurring in bodies
6.       The antonym of dumb
7.       A word used to refer something belonging to the person the speaker is addressing
8.       Keep and store up something in the past
9.       Large mammals of the family Elephantidae
10.   Liquid obtained from fruits or vegetables
11.   A preposition to explain a period of time
12.   A shade or variety of color
13.   People in Train to Busan run away from this
14.   The synonym of pig
15.   The pointed/rounded end of something slender/tapering





Horizontal

1.       Anserini
2.       Knife, hammer, etc. Are tools for ...ing someone
3.       The day before today
4.       Sciuridae
5.       The synonym of common, mutual, corporate
6.      A thing made from glass, marble, clay
7.       Used when the weather is hot
8.       The synonym of great, fabulous, terrific, superb
9.       A tool used for chopping trees
10.   Capra aegagrus hircus
11.   The baby is very ...
12.   The movement of air

Minggu, 06 November 2016

Iqbal Masih

In this post, I'll write about one of the people who influenced a lot for the world. This particular person became a symbol of abusive child labor in the developing world.

Iqbal Masih is a Pakistani boy who helped more than 3.000 underaged children escape from slavery. He was born in 1983 in Muridke, a commercial city outside of Lahore in Punjab, Pakistan.

It all started from his own experience. He was 4 years old when his parents sold him to be a slave for 12 dollars or Rp. 120.000. He was sold to a carpenter. But some also say that his parents borrowed money and in return Iqbal was required to work until the debt was paid.

Every day, he would rise before dawn and make his way along dark country roads to the factory, where he and most of the other children were tightly bound with chains to prevent escape. He would work 12 hours a day, seven days a week, with only a 30-minute break, paid 3 cents a day for the loan, but no matter what Iqbal did the loan just got bigger and bigger. Iqbal stood less than 4 feet tall and weighed only 20kg.

At the age of 10, Iqbal escaped his slavery, after learning that bonded labor was declared illegal by the Supreme Court of Pakistan. But sadly he was caught by police brought back to Arshad, who told the police to tie him upside down if he tried to escape again. Iqbal escaped a second time and he attended the Bonded Labor Liberation Front (BLLF) School for former child slaves and quickly completed a four-year education in only two years. Iqbal helped over 3,000 Pakistani children that were in bonded labour to escape to freedom and made speeches about child labour throughout the world. He expressed a desire to become a lawyer to better equip him to free bonded labourers, and he began to visit other countries including Sweden and the United States to share his story, encouraging others to join the fight to eradicate child slavery.

In 1994 he received the Reebok Human Rights Award in Boston and in his acceptance speech he said: "I am one of those millions of children who are suffering in Pakistan through bonded labour and child labour, but I am lucky that due to the efforts of Bonded Labour Liberation Front (BLLF), I go out in freedom I am standing in front of you here today. After my freedom, I join BLLF School and I am studying in that school now. For us slave children Ehsan Ullah Khan and BLLF have done the same work that Abraham Lincoln did for the slaves of America. Today, you are free and I am free too."

But sadly, on 16th of April 1995, Iqbal was fatally shot in Muridke, Pakistan, shortly after returning from a trip to the U.S. He was 12 years old at the time. Some say that he was shot by a farmer, some say that he was murdered because of his influence over bonded labour. His funeral was attended by approximately 800 mourners. The Little Hero: One Boy's Fight for Freedom tells the story of his legacy.


Reference : 
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iqbal_Masih

Minggu, 23 Oktober 2016

Questions

So, I'm going to write 5 questions about one of my posts here. If you want to, you could try answering. If not, well, it's OK.


1. Where was the place I wrote about in my blog?

A. The Louvre Museum

B. Disneyland
C. Bamboo Forrest
D. Traffic Park
E. Your Lovely Little Heart


2. When did I go to that place?

A. 7th Grade
B. 8th Grade
C. 9th Grade
D. 10th Grade
E. Never went there


3. Why did I go to that place?

A. Because it was cool
B. Because I was an illegal immigrant
C. Because I was playing hide and seek
D. Because I went on an expedition with my school
E. Never went there


4. What division did I join?
A. Logistic
B. Bamboo Gathering
C. Publication
D. Documentation
E. Never went there


5. What was one of the things I liked about the place?

A. It was messy
B. There was nothing to see
C. The air was clear
D. I could run around freely
E. There was you

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Easy, right?
Here are the answers.
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1. C
2. B
3. D
4. D
5. C

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So, that's all for this post.
Hope you have fun answering them.
See you in my next post.

Minggu, 16 Oktober 2016

Moral Values of Some stories

So, in today's English lesson (10th of October 2016), we were put into groups of 4 and each of us told stories. I was in 1 group with M. Faza D. M. , Izulhaq L. H. and Nadillah M K. H.. They told very interesting stories.

The first to tell the story was M. Faza D. M. He told a story about Sleeping Beauty.
And after he told it, we all concluded that the moral values were to invite everybody if you make a party not to be mad if you didn't get invited and to be kind to everyone.

The second was Nadillah M. K. H. She told about The Mouse Deer & Crocodile.
We also concluded afterwards that the moral values were to be smart and to not be stupid.

The third was Izulhaq L. H . He told about The Crow And The Pitcher.
The moral value that we concluded was that little by little does the trick



The last was me. I told about Goldilocks & the 3 bears.
The moral value was that individual actions can hurt others, especially when one person uses or destroys another person’s property.


 Here's the link to the full version of some of the stories.

Sleeping Beauty :  http://etc.usf.edu/lit2go/68/fairy-tales-and-other-traditional-stories/5102/sleeping-beauty/

 

Crow & the Pitcher : http://www.momjunction.com/articles/best-animal-story-books-every-children-should-read_0078156/ 


Refference :

https://www.reference.com/art-literature/moral-goldilocks-three-bears-3ef86cce3d120187

Senin, 03 Oktober 2016

Announcement Task

Hi! So, I was told to make an announcement script and video it and post it on youtube. I'll write what I was supposed to say here, and you can see what actually came out of my mouth in the link bellow.

Hello!

Since tomorrow we're going to celebrate the 71st year of Indonesian's independance,we invite all of the 10th grade to come and compete in this year's games. Come and join us after the ceremony in Bali field. That's all from me. See you at the games!!



Yeah, so that's it. Here's the link for the video, I know it's kinda bad, but at least I tried hahaha.
https://youtu.be/Y8jUBgQXs_U

Senin, 26 September 2016

My Unforgetable Experience

Hello!
Today, I'll write about one of my unforgetable experience

One of my unforgetable experience is PROSPEK XVII. PROSPEK is an abbreviation for "Program Sepekan Pengabdian Kepada Masyarakat". So as the tittle says, it's an event which we go to a village for a week and help there. It is an event for every 9th graders before graduating from my junior high school.

Prospek XVII was on the 22nd to 29th May 2016. My year went to a village in Sumedang, to be precise it was in Cikeusi. The participants were all of the 9th graders that year. The theme of Prospek XVII was "Nemba Elmu Sararea" which means finding knowledge together. We were all hoping to find new knowledge in the village we were visiting.

On the first day, we said goodbye to our parents and went off by angkot to a place where we took a kind of mini bus. It was a long and exhausting trip. When we got there, I was surprised that we have to walk more. We went to a mosque and prayed there. After that we went to the school there which was called MI for short. There we met our parents for the rest of 7 days there. After meeting them, we took a photo and saw our house. My house was near the school which means it's very far from the mosque and the teacher's post. After that, we had to take our bags from the teacher's post and then put them in our houses. It was a really long and exhausting walk. My house was the 2nd furthest house from the teacher's post so we needed a strong mental to make it through the week. At night, my friends next to our house played to my house until its pray time and we prayed at my house before going to the mosque to join the evaluation. Then we went home and slept. 

Next day we had to wake early since walking to the mosque took so long and we had to wake our friends up along the way. So after praying we had to get ready to do the events for the day. So, we grouped up in our divisions to talk about things to do, my division was the documentation so we had to take photos of everything. That day, there was a bazaar and competitions for some of the kids there. Before the competitions, some of my friends in the education division taught the kids there. The competitions were in the field. It was a very big field and before the competition, me and my friends got to play with the kids there, it was tiring but they were really strong. After the competition, there was some exercises leaded by my friends. After that we did some rituals and had evaluation and went home. Unfortunately, the documentation division had to go to the teacher's post and copy the photos to a hardisk, then we could go home.

The next day's event was scouts for the kids in MI. The world scout team from Salman Al Farisi junior high taught the kids there. While they were teaching, the others helped make stuff like shelves for the school and some others cleaned the school by moping and wiping dusty equipments. After that, there were more competitions from us and another bazaar. The competitions were until afternoon. Then I had to go back to the school to document another competition. After that I went home and took a break and after that I went to the teacher's post to make a film of it, it actually wasn't finished.

Next day was the medical division's event. There was a free check up and free medicine. This was the start of my melting heart. So, I saw 3 elders that couldn't even walk there, at first I was fine but then I felt sad and all sorts of feelings and it was weird. There was also a bazaar near there.

Next day there was baksos in the morning then continued by posyandu and there were so many cute little kids but it was sad to see them cry. I took photos there, then I went to the mosque to document the religion division which was a competition. Some of them were really good actually.

Friday. On friday morning, there was jumat bersih. As the tittle says, me and my friends cleaned the village. We were all excited. I wish they could realize the importance of being clean. After that,  there was some competitions and a bazaar. Then there was tabligh akbar,  or a big tabligh where we listen to an uztazh speaking in front.  It continued until late afternoon to almost night. We also gave some things there. 

Saturday, the next day. There was a simple arts festival. The performers were some of my friends and some kids who already practiced.  Unfortunately i had to stay in the teacher's post at that moment.  I came to the place in the late afternoon for the closing of the arts festival. Its not really a festival,  but i don't know how to describe it. 

But before the arts festival there was something that is really unforgetable. Some people went to some of the houses to say goodbye and give some donation to some elders. I took photos and recorded it. At the first house, I didn't feel anything, my feelings were still stable. Then at the second house, i saw one of my tough friends, which is a boy, cry. I was kind of surprised, my empathy maybe grew from that moment. Then at the third house my teacher told me to give it to one of the elders. So i sat in front of her and gave it to her. She was lying down in a bed before that she told how painful it is, and i had to hold my tears since it would ruin the video. So after giving it to her, I looked into her eyes and instantly all kinds of feelings came to me and eventually i cried. So we said goodbye and we went to the teacher's post. I was in the back because i wasn't concentrating and they were already far ahead. So when i got there, some of the people were talking about me crying. It rarely happens so maybe they were amazed. So this was one of the unforgetable moments. The burst of bottled up emotions. 

The next day we said goodbye and went to a hotel to do a ceremony, then we went home to our real homes with our real parents. 

So,  this is one of my umforgetable experience,  even though I don't remember them in detail,  I remember the events and some of my feelings. Sorry to have wasted your time reading this post.  Thanks for reading ^^ .