Kamis, 13 Desember 2012


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Hi friends, my name is Paqsy Pria Islami. You can call me Paqsy. Now, I'll tell you how to play nunchunk. I'm sure all of you can't play nunchunk right? okay, never mind. I'll tell you about it.
First, we learn how to hold the nunchunk like this...Second, we learn to spin nunchunk like this...Last, we play nunchunnk nicely, we spin nunchunk to the right and to the left, like this...OKay, congragulation.. Now you can play it, see you.. :)

LETTER

Dear dimas,
            It’s been  so long since the last time we talk. How are you now? I’m fine here and really miss you.
            Did you remember my motorcycle? I sold it because I had an accident yesterday. Someone rode his motorcycle carelessly. So, he hit me in the right side of my motorcycle. I got hurt and that make me can’t stand up. I was worried I can’t stand up again. But, thanks god after three days I can stand up again. I hope you don’t experience the accident like me.
            I’m looking forward to hearing from you.

Sincerely,


Paqsy Pria Islami

Senin, 29 Oktober 2012

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The Sweet Escape
          One day in Pamekasan, there lived a jobless mother with her two children. The mother was worried the social worker would take her children. One day in the afternoon, when she went home from buying some foods, she was shocked because there was social worker in front of her house. She ran into her house. There was nexty door  beside them who was just silent and didn’t know what happened.
            The mother talked to the social worker in the hope they would not bring her children. But, the social worker didn’t listen to what she said. The mother was angry and said “ Get away from my house! Get away! “. The social worker still didn’t listen to her. In that time, the children were having lunch and social worker asked them to join them. Because they were still young and didn’t know what happened, they just joined the social worker.
            When the children were out from the house, the mother cried. After that the social worker brought the children to the children’s aid. So, the mother was worried about her children. She  wanted to take her children back, so she was in disguise and took her children from children’s aid. They wanted to go to other country because the mother was worried social worker would take her children again.
            In the night they had a dinner in a restaurant but, they didn’t pay it and escaped after dinner. Firstly, they slept in their car. Then on the next day, they played bubble together. And on the second day they slept in a motel, Because staying in motel was cheaper than hotel. On the next day, they continued their escape. But, in Teja street their car was broken, so they asked for a ride a truck to the south in a hope they could begin a new life and nobody could separate them again.

Rabu, 19 September 2012


Zaki Firman E. H.
                Zaki lived at K.H Wahid Hasyim street. He school in SMAN 3 Pamekasan now. He is my class mate. When he was child he has a bad experience. That was when he fell from mango tree.
                When e was a child, Zaki was school in Lawangan Daya elementary school. He has many friend in there. He like to played war game. He played when break time of school. After Schol time Zaki played war game again.
                In the holiday, Zaki spend his time in Sumenep. He usually go to Sumenep with his family. He like the panorama of Sumenep. That is the one of the reason Zaki like to spend his holiday in Sumenep. He has bad experience but he said that the most exciting experience when he was a child. That make me confused.