Almost in the last part - Journal 14

Hello Sir, how are you doing ? Is it pretty good ? I hope so, or maybe you are busy working now ? Hmm... Don't make it as your problem, okay? Just let them flow away!
Well, Sir I think you've already read some of my journals here, or if I guess you've read the whole journals of my task in this blog, right?
Wow!! How lucky you are and how I'm proud of you, Sir ! You are the first person who can read and check all my journals here, and you don't mind to read these though you're busy.

Well, as an Indonesian, I don't want to forget to say "thanks", but I want to express it briefly in western style.
"Sir, thanks a lot you've read my journals in your busy time".
Btw, it's almost in the last journal of mine. So, what's your opinion about this blog and all of the journals, Sir? is it over and over worst? Or flat? Huh! Actually it's confusing me. I don't know the result of my journals task along this semester. Are they in the wrong grammatical, unarranged structure, or both of them?
You see, especially for the four latest journals, I made them all at once. How stuck I am! I felt like I want to complete them all, so I intended to finish them in a day. I didn't consider how the result was. I didn't think whether it was okay or not if I made no space of time for doing the four journals left?

Alright Sir, tell me please! Which part of my journal writing you like most? Or maybe you dislike most? Tell me the title ! And why? I need it most. I need to know the reason, because it'll help me to establish my willing to keep writing. Don't you think to be a writer or an author is a right place for me? (lol) just a kidding Sir. I'm just too confidence to amuse myself.

In your mind, are the journals of my thought monotone? I couldn't make something brand new on my journals. Almost all the journals are same (I mean the style is), but you should know that I've tried to do my best, Sir! Here are the result ! Here are the best of my ability that i could to! I'm sorry I couldn't be excellent on dropping my ideas to this blog, but "CONGRATULATION" for you. You have made a force become a habit now, I mean you have made me comfortable and get used to write anything frankly.
Thanks a lot, Sir :)

Great !! - Journal 13

It's great to be a teacher !! In my opinion, teacher is a person who teaches someone or ones not only in school but also in course, etc. At the first time, I never attract to be someone who will meet and teach someone or ones., moreover if I should teach children under ten. Maybe I can't control my emotion, when they ask me about something they don't understand, I can't explain the subject which I tell them, I can't be patient of their annoying acts, and I will be angry with them when they can't keep silent in the class and attack me in many questions.

Unfortunately, all what I have assumed are wrong. I get the contrast of what I have been thinking of. To be a teacher is an interesting thing. It's wonderful and a nice job. I've been an English course teacher since September 2010. My clients (I mean my students) are all children. They are all about less than 10 years old.
I have to teach three classes there , and in each class it consists of 5-7 students.

I can't deny that to make my students calm when the teaching process is so difficult. It needs tricks and much more energy to solve them. It makes me think much about the ways. I always try to find something brand new to melt my students' feeling and acts.

Nothing is impossible, impossible is nothing! When there is a will, there is a way! Here are two proverb for this case. In climax, while the running time, I get their weaknesses point. I succeed to make them melted. I succeed to make them calm in a right way when the teaching process happens, and all my first assumptions were wrong. Absolutely wrong ! When my students have closed to me, everything's fine. I can control my emotion, I can answer their questions, I can explain the subject which I tell them, I can be patient of their annoying acts, and I won't be angry with them.
Maybe I should thank much to God because I've taken English-Teaching major, so it helps me to solve my problem for this case.

Hmm... I almost forget! I am fond of children now because "be a teacher".

EMPTY TANK - Journal 12

Hey, it's real !! You should know this fact, and it means you have to read this journal.
Hmmm..have you ever had an annoying friend in your school? A friend who will make you feel want to "kill" him/her much? Or classmate who always acts as if he knows everything, but in fact not?
Sorry, for this case I can't guess it, but "CONGRATULATION" it's lucky for you who have never had a classmate/ a friend like what my friends and I have experienced.

Unluckily for me, I have met an annoying friend since some years ago. It's a boy. Let's call him as "EMPTY TANK".

Actually there is no wrong from his appearance. The worst damn things which make me feel so annoy are his acts. I don't know why. Not only me who get this unfeeling well but also most of my friends are. A boy who looks like a girl, too much talkactive, dogmatic, always wants to be number one and always acts as Mr. Know-all (a novel by W. Somerset Maugham), but in fact he knows nothing.

How you will be angry when you have already done your task but your friend comes to you, and then cheats it dishonestly. I mean he will come to you, look at your task, then he will start his long talks and say like he has already finished it by himself too, but in the real fact, when he looked at your task, he tried to memorize all the answers, he copied to his sheet paper, and admitted that it really belonged to him. This is one of the worst damn things of "Empty Tank"

The "Empty Tank" is also fond of interrupting someone's talk, no matter for him it's his friends' or his teachers'. He acts as if he is the most genius professor.
Everything which's stated from his mouth is always true for him. is he Mr. Know-all? Hell ! No ! It's too contrast. He isn't Max Kelada who known as Mr. Know-all as in one of W. Somerset Maugham's novel. Sorry to say that he is just a crazy imitators who pretends as if he knows everything happened in this world.

The other loathsome-thing that will make you feel want to chop him is, he always mocks his friends who in mispronouncing or misspelling about English. He criticizes his friends in wrong way and he looks like underrating his friends. But, when there is a competition, and the teacher asks him to join it, he will refuse it in many reasons and ways. For example, too busy, has no time to prepare himself for joining it, not interested in the prize of the competition, has no challenges, not in a good-mood, or what else. Unfortunately "I DON'T CARE", my friends and I know the truths. He refuses because he has no braveness. He has just useless ability to face it. All that can be done by him is only "as if".
"Talk more does less" it is him.

Why English is important-Journal 11

Is English important? Absolutely yes! Why? What are the reasons? Alright, in this chance I'd like to share you about the importance of English in the point of me.

Why I am born as Indonesian? Why not as an English or human within English-speaking country? Maybe, if I were English, I would be able to speak English well. In fact, I'm not English. I'm an Indonesian. Indonesia is not an English-speaking country. So, I'm as an Indonesian doesn't have an ability to speak English since born. You know, English is the first language in the world. Almost every useful thing needs English nowadays. For example, first, if you go to Google site, you will find information in English most. Can you imagine if you know nothing about English at all? You will just keep silent toward your computer (or another thing such a laptop, etc) bbecause of your confusion what you should do.

Second, if you want to apply for a good job, usually you have to face an English-interview test, and if you know nothing, so you will get nothing too.

Thurd,if you want to go abroad but you can't speak English, you know nothing about English, so you can't go there, or you should hire a guide to help you to translate your talks to the foreigner. Do you know how much money you have to spend for hiring a guide? I think it needs much.

From the three parts of example about knowing nothing English at all, that's way I have to know English much, I have to learn English, and I have to be able to speak English well because English is so important. So, at least, I can do the three things above by a wish of a better result.

Parents = Your Mom and Your Dad-Journal 10

            “My parents are the best parents in the world” I’m sure that most of people will state this statement first to describe their parents. Every child has their own parents. Parents are a mom and a dad. Let’s call your mom and your dad as your parents.

            Do you realize what your parents have done for you since you’re a baby? Can you count how much money that your parents have spent for you since you’re in a new born?

Two example of simple questions but they’re hard to be answered.

And, what will you do if your parents give you a letter? (like: )

My child

When I get old I hope you understand and have patience with me

In case I break a plate or spill soup on the table because I’m loosing my eyesight

I hope you don’t yell at me

When my hearing gets worse and I can’t hear what you are saying, I hope you don’t call me “deaf” please repeat what you said or write it down

When my knees get weaker I hope you have the patience to help me get up

Like how I used to help you while you were little, learning how to walk

When I keep repeating my self like a broken record, I hope you just keep listening to me

Please don’t make fun of me or get sick of listening to me

When the time of my death comes

I hope you hold my hand and give me strength to face death

And don’t worry...

I will whisper in God’s ear to bless you…

Sorry, I can’t continue it. I have no strength to imagine if one day I’ll get a letter from my parents like some parts of a letter above. I believe that I’ll drop my tears like what I’m getting right now. I cry because I am so thankful for having parents. A great parents like my mom and my dad. I realized that I can’t be like what they have done for me.

Your parents, my parents, are the greatest gift from God. They don’t need to be paid, and they don’t want to be paid. They just want to see a happiness face of their children.

My parents are so precious for me, I can’t imagine how my life is without my parents. so damn I love them much! And I wish you could do. You love your parents too.

Boring Night-Journal 9

            Thursday, November 18^th 2010! I think it’s the most boring night for me. I don’t know why, but this what I feel right now. Yet sleepy, and have nothing to do till late of night. Neither friend nor boyfriend who will be beside me, who will be my sharing friend, and who will accompany me along this silence night faithfully. Here’s the worst damn situation of mine. I stuck of a thought, and realize that I still have so many tasks as duty to do. The tasks which always judge my mind to complete them soon. I think it shouldn’t be a matter. Just let it go away. (What a forcing feeling!)

            Boring..boring..and boring. The only word and feeling in my mind. It haunts me along this night every single second, single minute and single hour. Boring because of I have no ideas to do or boring because of I don’t know what I have to do. I don’t know the answer exactly. But, it’s the only feeling of me now. That’s what I know.

            I switch on the TV. I try to find some programs which can entertain me, but I find nothing. It’s just annoying me. I keep thinking and thinking. What should I do now?

Okay! Maybe I’ll try to find my laptop. I turn it on. I’m staring in front of it now. After few minutes, I start clicking the mouse of the laptop step by step. I open notepad and I start pushing the keypad letter by letter, word by word, and sentence by sentence.

Here’s the result! A doc has been made. It’s my private doc. I don’t want someone reads this doc, because it’s just like my diary. I think it will accompany me along this night. I type about how’s my feeling now. I share with this nonliving object (laptop) and of course, I don’t forget to give this secret writing a title. “Boring Night” it’s the title.

            I share by telling the feeling of this night here. All the words come smoothly into my mind. So, it makes me to drop the ideas to this laptop easily. Now, I don’t feel too boring anymore, but I’m still in boring atmosphere though I’ve known what I’d like to do. I’d like to make this annoying feeling goes far away from my mind. Can I? Just wait and see.

Now, I’m in the middle part, or exactly almost in the last part of this writing. I get too stuck of an idea. I have to struggle with this condition I think. Just let it go away! It will disturb my concentration if I just keep thinking about it.

Uh uh.. I think, this paragraph has been in the last position of a passage, and the I answer of my previous question is I can make my annoying feeling goes far away, so that I can fully tells about my night today.

Linguistic-Journal 8

            Linguistic? I’m not sure whether this word is as famous as the other word, like “love” maybe. If you open your dictionary you will find “study of language” as the meaning of Linguistic. I absolutely believe that most of people are still rare to this word, but I’ll give exception for those who are in English major.

            Linguistic is one of the subjects of English major in my campus. The students who have got it will have their own opinion about Linguistic. I believe that 90% from 100% students (includes me) will say that it’s hard to understand it.

Do they have the same reason with me? Perhaps, I think!

I never state that I don’t like or dislike linguistic. For the first time maybe I’ll say that it was easy but, over and over it will change as too difficult. Just imagine, a word (I mean linguistic) but has many parts, and all of the parts (or methods) should be memorized.

            You will get nothing for your mid term or final test of this subject if you know and memorize nothing about it too. How about if your lecture is a “killer” one?  He/she will never think about you. It doesn’t matter for him/her to say “okay, you’ll have mid term next week” though it’s a hard subject with a thick explanation that should be memorized. He/she will never consider your ability to catch the point of the subject.

All about linguistic are easy and everything is gonna be okay! This is the only proverb for him/her. These cases are the reasons for me to say “linguistic is hard”, or should I change it as “linguistic in my class is hard”

I experience it! I have to memorize 9 units at once (from page 1-125) just for my mid term, and I have to complete all the answers of the questions in limited time. You see that? So, how about the final test? Oh God, help me! I can’t imagine it!

Sorry to say that “it’s the worst damn thing in my life”.

I hope you’ll get the point of what I mean in this writing.

DO NOT READ THIS JOURNAL-Journal 7

            Hey, are you blind? Don’t you read some words above? That’s the title! I’ve emphasized and underlined them. I’ve told you before, you shouldn’t read this passage, and you shouldn’t read this journal. This is my journal writing! Not yours!

“DO NOT READ THIS JOURNAL” I think that’s clear enough for you. It’s forbidden, you see? You are not permitted to spell word by word in this journal. You are not allowed to read some parts of this passage and of course so are the whole sentences. Every single word of this journal is not for you.

What a crazy on! Two thumbs up for you! You just keep reading this journal. You don’t consider my words. Are you curious? Are you wondering on this journal?

Nothing’s special here. You are in the wrong place now. Come on! Stop reading this journal. It’s not a story about something. I tell you nothing here. You just waste your time! Come on guys, leave this right now! It’s too dangerous for you.

            Oh My God! Great! You still read this passage. Are you interested in this journal? If not, why you just keep reading this journal? I don’t think so that you like reading much. But the fact, you enjoy reading this journal. You would like to know much about this journal. Hey guys, I’m not talking about love here, I’m not talking about my best funny experience, I’m not talking about something spooky, and anything else.

            How can? You still read this journal. Don’t you understand my previous words?  I’ve warned you not to read this journal. I think it’s better for you to do your works. Your tasks are still uncompleted. They are all waiting for you. Your duty is doing your tasks not to read my journal writing.

Okay! okay! Now I’ll ask you to throw this journal away. There is a dustbin beside you, right?  Come on! Just throw it guys, or maybe you’re still in your wondering about this journal? Oh gosh! You’re really crazy. You don’t realize that now you’ve been in the last paragraph of my journal, and what? You only find nothing from this journal.

Sorry.

My New Life-Journal 6

I’m in the third semester of my lecturing now. I feel that it’s harder than the previous semester. All the things almost change, from the atmosphere of the class, and so do the subjects of my major. Does it change because of a new place for having lecturing? Or does it change because of I’ve stepped to a higher level (or semester I mean)?  As usual, I’ll answer “I don’t really know about that”.  

            In this semester, I feel like I’ve entered a new life but not a new life of a marriage. I think, my feeling is absolutely right for this case. Maybe a new life that I feel is from my job. On the first beginning of this semester, I applied as an English course teacher at a course beside immigration office. I knew the info from my facebook. Then, I came to the place directly to send my application letter and the other file as the requirement. I had 3 stunts so I could be one of the English course teachers there. First, I should face the written test, second was teaching test, and the third was interview test. Finally, I’ve got the chance.

            I have to teach at 16.30 to 17.45 although it’s just an hour and fifteen minutes, I feel so tired and have no more energy after it.

I have to go to campus for my lecturing from the morning to day time. Here is the effect! It makes me have no energy and willing to do all my tasks from my lecture. This is my new life. A worse new life! I do nothing for my task, I learn nothing for my test, and a bad mark that I get. I should realize that I have to face everything. Don’t just make it as a disturbing condition.

It’s easy to say but hard to do. My heart always says that but not for my effort.

Is it my shocked environment?

Well, just say “yes, maybe”

            I have to awake from this real bad dream. I have to change it. I have to be what I’m like before. I have to be spirit to go through my life, my new life. Just take this as my struggle for a success. I promise!

AWAKE-Journal 5

            Annoying sounds made me awake last night. It didn’t want to stop at all before I myself turned the-off button. It’s from a little thing which can help everyone to get up. A baker-clock is its name. I didn’t know why it‘s set at 10 pm. It was not a right time for waking up I think. But I couldn’t continue my sleep anymore. Maybe I set it wrong.

I heard something dropped to the ground and clearly to the roof of my house outside. Actually it’s raining. I was so regret because of my –wrong setting- of the baker. I tried to close and continue my sleep, but I still couldn’t. I laid on my back while I was thinking about the things that could make me sleepy. I did the same thing like what Mr. Bean has done on his movie to make him sleepy. I counted some imagination sheep, but no changed at all.

I got up, and sit on my bed. I put my back to the wall, and then I stared on the mild weather. I felt like I want to scream but it was impossible “I WANT TO SLEEP!! AND I NEED SLEEPY TO COME WITH ME RIGHT NOW” what a really great wish of me!

I reached my book-shelf, and I took a book from there. It was an English novel, titled “NARNIA”. I took it to my bed, and started to open it. Page by page has changed, but a great one! My eyes hadn’t felt sleepy yet. I kept reading and reading the novel till it went to the interesting part. Suddenly I felt that sleepy has come with me. It has made my eyes smaller. I was not realize that I over slept while the opened novel was not read and still beside me.

I didn’t know what time it was exactly. Maybe 3 hours had run away wasted just for waiting for the arrival of “sleepy”.

            Not really in a long space. I heard (again and again) a noisy sound, and it was more terrible than before. I tried to reach and turned something from my baker-clock, but the voice was still annoying me. I opened my eyes one by one. Ooh.. It was the voice of my mom. She woke me up, because she didn’t want to see me in hurry.

Always and forever-Journal 4

Always and forever. The two simple words which may be they are nothing and have no sense for you. They’re just two common words that usually be heard by your ears. If you open your dictionary or your “oxford”, you will find the meaning of the two words (always and forever), such always is “at all time” and forever is “always and very long time”

            If I’m asked by someone or everyone about what my favorite words are, I will always answer the question calmly as “always and forever”. For me the two words have so deep sense. They are so meaningful. Simple but difficult. I don’t know when exactly I fall in love with these two simple words. It’s difficult for me to realize the hidden meaning of the words. But I remember the accident that makes me so attractive to these two words.

You have to know why “always and forever” are so precious in my mind. I still keep the secret of the accident that makes me so interested in “always and forever”. But I’ll give you a question about this. Okay! Let’s tell the truth. Do you realize how the love of your parents to you is? Everlasting! I believe that! That’s the answer, or in other words, it’s always, forever. Your parents will not stop for a while loving you though it’s just a minute in your life. They will always safe you as well as they can. They would like to do anything only for making you happy. That’s because they love you always and forever.

From the question and the answer above, so do you get the point of me?

If not, you will understand that someone who loves you so will try to make you happy and smile. Trust me! Because what I’ve got and felt is like what I’ve told you before.

Just take the unwritten conclusion by yourself J .

Introductory-Journal 3

Okay.. my name is Dery Mulia Putri, I’m usually called “Mulia” by my friends, “Muiy” by my closer friends at SHS (senior high school), and Dery by the people in my formal-place (like teacher, lecture). Now, I’m in the third semester of English majoring-Universitas Jambi. It’s a pretty good major I think. There are a lot of chances for those who have ability in English. Especially, those who are good at speaking and writing of English. Just prove it!

One of the subjects in English majoring is “Writing”. It’s included my favorite subject. You should know why I like it most. Actually, I love “writing” much because in its class I don’t need to memory so many theories like ‘linguistics’, I don’t need to show interest in hearing someone’s or people’s talks in cassette like ‘listening’, or I don’t need to read all the texts of a book like ‘reading’. Everything will run smoothly and well in writing class. Although, sometimes if I have lost the idea it will make me bored and want to kill the lecture (lol). But fortunately, Mr Yanto as the writing lecture is a nice personality (I mean he wont force and angry with you) and he will be more enthusiastic if the students talk about love. Cause of that, I’ll try to talk about love for some part of task from him or journal-writing.

            How’s the feeling when I fell in love for the first time, or love at the first sight, how’s the feeling when I lost your precious someone or sick of love, and how’s the feeling when I feel loneliness in blue atmosphere without a boo beside me or maybe the other else. Will I tell about all the previous topics by typing those in my blog? I’m not really sure. But, why I don’t just try it. That’s the only question in my mind. However, I still don’t care about it. The really important one is I have to prove myself that I love writing most and much not because “I love writing but..” but “I love writing no but..”

My Library is My Classroom-journal 2

My library is my classroom. I think it’s a nice sentence. It could be a nice talk. It could be a good topic of a passage or it could be a great title of a text. But, I don’t think so if “my library is my classroom” becomes a real one. Why? Of course it will make everyone confuse of it. “How could?” a question which will be always asked by those who have heard it.  Everyone will ask and curious what kind of library it is.

            In this session, I’ll tell something about my first sentence. Well, do you know what a library is? Okay! I do believe everyone knows what a library is. In my opinion, library is a place which full of collection books and everyone can come into this place, to read or borrow the books. One of the biggest buildings in my campus is a library. You have to know which this library has the different role with the real library. It’s not a place for collection books or something else. But, it’s become a place for the students to get lecturing from their lecture or it can be called as a classroom. No collections book nor borrowing books nor reading books.

            In my mind, the library is nice. It’s a large and big place. The appearance of the library is pretty good from outside. But, I really believe you will shock if you’ve seen how the real condition of the room inside is.

Let’s imagine! It’s a large room. I think it could be a place for a “small-soccer” group for playing there. A lot of opened windows are beside a door, so the air will come through into the room. Unfortunately, the floor is sandy and dirty. It should be mopped, and swept. But, you couldn’t find any brooms in that room. No dustbin there, and it makes trashes are everywhere. It spreads freely on the floor, while the unarranged chairs accompany the students’ lecturing.

When it was in hot weather, an AC will be faithfully beside us. Whereas when it was in cool weather, don’t take a wish of the toilet. Because it is so in bad smell and it has no water, and it will make the room became in the bad atmosphere.  You’ve got it now?

That’s the real place of my classroom in my library. So, can you concentrate and feel comfortable in that room?

The answer is “I DON’T THINK SO”

My First Journal Writing-Journal 1

            After an umpteenth time my writing lecture entering the class, suddenly he said that “I’ll guarantee your mark as A, if you have a blog and your entire journal writing tasks along this semester is on that blog”

A nice offering I think, but I don’t have the copied of my journals which have been collected. Maybe I have to retell or make some new journals of mine for my new blog.

If I’m not mistaken, for my first journal writing I wrote about my confusion of what I should talk about. I wrote nothing about my best experience, my sad experience, my embarrassing experience, or my funny experience. I had no specific idea for my journal at that time. I confused what I wanted to share about on my first journal writing task. It was too difficult for me to find a good topic. I kept thinking and thinking but I still got nothing for the topics.

I think I had given up doing my first journal writing task. I had no willing to make my first task of writing class anymore because of my unknowing about what I supposed to tell about. Suddenly, a scary face of my mom when she was angry and advised me “this is just a little thing you should face in your life. Face it! Do not say give up” haunted me. It made me not to feel “nothing to lose” anymore. I started thinking of some memorable events in my life, but it’s still hard for me to express it on my paper. My pen had been on my right hand, but I didn’t worked well at all.

            Finally, I decided to tell and write about the process of doing my first journal writing. I also wrote my sorry for the reader and for my lecture because I couldn’t make nice journal writing. I just told you about my confusion of what I should to write about, and woow.. I’ve been in the almost-finished part of my journal writing. Actually, everything can be a story if you just let your hand and brain work freely.

Thank you.