English, Memoir and ME-Boxes speech
In Quarter english class I learn about making memoir and a ME-Boxes speech. Memoir is my own story. It's basically my autobiography life. ME boxes speech it's our own speech. That speech contains my 5 precious things. It called ME-boxes speech because the 5 precious thing it will be in a box that will be decorated. So the speech is to tell my precious thing from the ME-boxes and the propose of it is to know more about me.
Memoir
This my memoir. If you read you can know the time when I was sad.
Author by J. Geral Pantouw
The Time I Was Sad ~ fell down from a motorcycle
Me, I was about 10 years old, and I was still in grade 5. I was tall for an age 10 kid. If I was ordered to do something, I would say ‘no’ or do it slowly. That means I’m lazy. Lazy also means sleeper: I like to sleep so much.
Morning had come. The sun hadn’t rise yet. You could hear my dog barking, so it was really early morning. I woke up in the morning at 5.30 AM with my friends. I had two friends staying at my house. One was named Diki, he was still grade 3. I used to call him “tiny boy.” He was small, you could just say “short.” The other one was named Jura. His age was the same like me. He was talented riding a motorcycle. He was fat, but not that fat. Sometimes he was snobbish. I didn’t have a nickname or special name for him. So, I just call him Jura. Then I’ll tell you about my house. Well, the characteristic was that my house was painted green and the gate was painted with green also. It was also smelly because my dog liked to poo in my front yard.
Jura, Diki, and of course me planned something top secret that my parents did not know about it. Here, I tell you the secret: me and my friends planned to ride a motorcycle. Well, it doesn’t look like a top secret. But it was top secret for me. My parents didn’t allow me to ride a motorcycle. That’s why I was riding a motorcycle with my friends without my parents knowing it. Jura wanted to teach me to ride a motorcycle; he was talented already on riding a motorcycle.
Now, first I needed to take out my motorcycle from the warehouse. Slowly, without any noise, I took out my motorcycle to the road in front of my house. By working together with Diki and Jura, successfully my motorcycle was landed into the road in front of my house.
Now, I started to ride the motorcycle. I listen to Jura’s instruction then I’m ready to go. Starting the engine, it sounded like a machine gun shooting. The motorcycle was shaking. Now, I was ready to go. I was scared. My heart beat fast. Then I could move the motorcycle. My heart beat normal again. I rode the motorcycle slowly around the garden near my house. Then after I had slowly ridden the motorcycle around the garden, I wanted to try to ride my motorcycle faster around the housing. I told Jura that I would ride my motorcycle with a high speed. But Jura wouldn’t let me to ride at a high speed, “No, don’t do that. You are still a beginner. You still must ride it slowly.” Jura said to me. When Jura said that to me I felt annoyed. I felt like he was underestimating me. Then I pretended to ignore him. I wanted to prove him that he was wrong. I asked Diki to join me riding the motorcycle around the housing. The first time Diki said “no!” because Jura said it was dangerous. But I said, “It’s going to be alright. I can handle this.” Then finally Diki had picked his decision. He decided to join me riding my motorcycle around the housing.
Now it was time to ride my motorcycle in high speed with Diki. I started the engine “brrmmm brrrrrrmmmmmm” and GO! When in a high speed I felt I could handle this. So I was happy while I was riding the motorcycle because I could handle my motorcycle in a high speed. While riding the motorcycle with Diki, I had been thinking that what Jura told me was wrong. I could handle this in a high speed. Even if I’m still a beginner, and I could prove it to Jura that he was wrong. I didn’t deserve to be underestimated. Until now, I kept riding my motorcycle in a high speed, crashing the cold wind with Diki.
Then I went to a road where there were many speed bumps. I was still going a high speed, and then I was surprised: a speed bump was in front of me. I couldn’t brake because I was panicked. Because I was panicked I accelerated my motorcycle faster. Finally I crashed over the speed bump. My motorcycle had lost balance. Diki got off the motorcycle by jumping and broke his arm. I was still on the motorcycle, and then finally I fell down with my motorcycle. I was unlucky. When I fell down the motorcycle fell on me. It fell in my leg: the exhaust, hottest part of the motorcycle, landed on my leg. But I was lucky that someone helped me. A security guard saw me fall down from the motorcycle. So the security guard helped me to lift the motorcycle. Then I saw my skin in my leg that had fallen under the exhaust of motorcycle. It looked weird. I thought my skin was burned, and it looked baked. When I fell down from the motorcycle, I thought it was a dream. So, I keep trying to slap myself but it didn’t work. I was so surprised that it wasn’t a dream. Then the security guard also helped Diki.
The security guard took me and Diki to my house along with the motorcycle. Jura was kept waiting in front of my house. Then I arrived at my home. Jura was surprised when he saw my leg full of blood. Jura called my maid for help. The security guards lifted me to my house. Diki went back to his house without feeling pain. I went back to my house. My maid gave my leg a medicine and some water. But it wasn’t cured enough. My mom and my sister were surprised when they saw my legs. My brother and my dad were in China. They didn’t see my leg full of blood.
Then I went to the hospital for this emergency. My brother’s Dad, Johnny, accompanied me to the hospital. He was a religious person. I arrived at the hospital. It was in crisis. This hospital was big, ready for any preparation, and all I could see was this was a white hospital. I laid down on the bed. Then the doctor came quickly. Checking my leg, the doctor took the dirt out. It hurt; I shouted until the pain ended. I always shouted, “auuw!” Then the doctor give a medicine and covered my whole leg with a bandage.
My brother and my dad gotten home from China. They were surprised when they saw my leg full of bandages. I didn’t want the doctor to do something to my leg because it would hurt a lot. A few months later, my leg was getting better. But then there was only one wound that wasn’t cured yet. My dad thought my leg was in a good condition already. But it wasn’t in a good condition. Then I went to the hospital six times (I think). To make sure that the one wound could be cured. I met different doctors from the first time I fell. The doctor that I met now was old. He wore glasses and he was kind, caring and smart. Then the doctor talked about my one wound. The doctor said “No it can’t be cured except doing a surgery to your leg.” I was surprised when I heard that from the doctor. But I had to do the surgery, and then I said “Ok, I will do the surgery.” I stayed at the hospital for three days and two nights. At the second day I did the surgery. My family prayed for the surgery to be a success.
Four hours later, I woke up and saw my dad. He told me that the surgery was a success. My family’s prayer had been answered by God. Thanks to God. I was so happy when I heard that news. But my leg wasn’t perfectly cured. But it could be healed. It needed a couple of days or weeks to be completely healed. If I didn’t do the surgery, my leg couldn’t have been recovered. So, thanks doctor who had tried hard to recover my leg.
So all of this happened because I hid something from my parents and it was also because I didn’t listen to Jura. I shouldn’t hide anything from my parents if I did couldn’t. I wouldn’t have fallen down from the motorcycle. Also if I listened to Jura, I wouldn’t have fallen down from the motorcycle. I can’t enjoy life really well when my leg was really hurt. It was really painful. If I told my parents that I wanted to ride a motorcycle may be my dad could have taught me.
Enjoying life is important but not if it makes life painful. So, don’t hide something from your parents and listen to the right thing.
The End
Author by J. Geral Pantouw
The Time I Was Sad ~ fell down from a motorcycle
Me, I was about 10 years old, and I was still in grade 5. I was tall for an age 10 kid. If I was ordered to do something, I would say ‘no’ or do it slowly. That means I’m lazy. Lazy also means sleeper: I like to sleep so much.
Morning had come. The sun hadn’t rise yet. You could hear my dog barking, so it was really early morning. I woke up in the morning at 5.30 AM with my friends. I had two friends staying at my house. One was named Diki, he was still grade 3. I used to call him “tiny boy.” He was small, you could just say “short.” The other one was named Jura. His age was the same like me. He was talented riding a motorcycle. He was fat, but not that fat. Sometimes he was snobbish. I didn’t have a nickname or special name for him. So, I just call him Jura. Then I’ll tell you about my house. Well, the characteristic was that my house was painted green and the gate was painted with green also. It was also smelly because my dog liked to poo in my front yard.
Jura, Diki, and of course me planned something top secret that my parents did not know about it. Here, I tell you the secret: me and my friends planned to ride a motorcycle. Well, it doesn’t look like a top secret. But it was top secret for me. My parents didn’t allow me to ride a motorcycle. That’s why I was riding a motorcycle with my friends without my parents knowing it. Jura wanted to teach me to ride a motorcycle; he was talented already on riding a motorcycle.
Now, first I needed to take out my motorcycle from the warehouse. Slowly, without any noise, I took out my motorcycle to the road in front of my house. By working together with Diki and Jura, successfully my motorcycle was landed into the road in front of my house.
Now, I started to ride the motorcycle. I listen to Jura’s instruction then I’m ready to go. Starting the engine, it sounded like a machine gun shooting. The motorcycle was shaking. Now, I was ready to go. I was scared. My heart beat fast. Then I could move the motorcycle. My heart beat normal again. I rode the motorcycle slowly around the garden near my house. Then after I had slowly ridden the motorcycle around the garden, I wanted to try to ride my motorcycle faster around the housing. I told Jura that I would ride my motorcycle with a high speed. But Jura wouldn’t let me to ride at a high speed, “No, don’t do that. You are still a beginner. You still must ride it slowly.” Jura said to me. When Jura said that to me I felt annoyed. I felt like he was underestimating me. Then I pretended to ignore him. I wanted to prove him that he was wrong. I asked Diki to join me riding the motorcycle around the housing. The first time Diki said “no!” because Jura said it was dangerous. But I said, “It’s going to be alright. I can handle this.” Then finally Diki had picked his decision. He decided to join me riding my motorcycle around the housing.
Now it was time to ride my motorcycle in high speed with Diki. I started the engine “brrmmm brrrrrrmmmmmm” and GO! When in a high speed I felt I could handle this. So I was happy while I was riding the motorcycle because I could handle my motorcycle in a high speed. While riding the motorcycle with Diki, I had been thinking that what Jura told me was wrong. I could handle this in a high speed. Even if I’m still a beginner, and I could prove it to Jura that he was wrong. I didn’t deserve to be underestimated. Until now, I kept riding my motorcycle in a high speed, crashing the cold wind with Diki.
Then I went to a road where there were many speed bumps. I was still going a high speed, and then I was surprised: a speed bump was in front of me. I couldn’t brake because I was panicked. Because I was panicked I accelerated my motorcycle faster. Finally I crashed over the speed bump. My motorcycle had lost balance. Diki got off the motorcycle by jumping and broke his arm. I was still on the motorcycle, and then finally I fell down with my motorcycle. I was unlucky. When I fell down the motorcycle fell on me. It fell in my leg: the exhaust, hottest part of the motorcycle, landed on my leg. But I was lucky that someone helped me. A security guard saw me fall down from the motorcycle. So the security guard helped me to lift the motorcycle. Then I saw my skin in my leg that had fallen under the exhaust of motorcycle. It looked weird. I thought my skin was burned, and it looked baked. When I fell down from the motorcycle, I thought it was a dream. So, I keep trying to slap myself but it didn’t work. I was so surprised that it wasn’t a dream. Then the security guard also helped Diki.
The security guard took me and Diki to my house along with the motorcycle. Jura was kept waiting in front of my house. Then I arrived at my home. Jura was surprised when he saw my leg full of blood. Jura called my maid for help. The security guards lifted me to my house. Diki went back to his house without feeling pain. I went back to my house. My maid gave my leg a medicine and some water. But it wasn’t cured enough. My mom and my sister were surprised when they saw my legs. My brother and my dad were in China. They didn’t see my leg full of blood.
Then I went to the hospital for this emergency. My brother’s Dad, Johnny, accompanied me to the hospital. He was a religious person. I arrived at the hospital. It was in crisis. This hospital was big, ready for any preparation, and all I could see was this was a white hospital. I laid down on the bed. Then the doctor came quickly. Checking my leg, the doctor took the dirt out. It hurt; I shouted until the pain ended. I always shouted, “auuw!” Then the doctor give a medicine and covered my whole leg with a bandage.
My brother and my dad gotten home from China. They were surprised when they saw my leg full of bandages. I didn’t want the doctor to do something to my leg because it would hurt a lot. A few months later, my leg was getting better. But then there was only one wound that wasn’t cured yet. My dad thought my leg was in a good condition already. But it wasn’t in a good condition. Then I went to the hospital six times (I think). To make sure that the one wound could be cured. I met different doctors from the first time I fell. The doctor that I met now was old. He wore glasses and he was kind, caring and smart. Then the doctor talked about my one wound. The doctor said “No it can’t be cured except doing a surgery to your leg.” I was surprised when I heard that from the doctor. But I had to do the surgery, and then I said “Ok, I will do the surgery.” I stayed at the hospital for three days and two nights. At the second day I did the surgery. My family prayed for the surgery to be a success.
Four hours later, I woke up and saw my dad. He told me that the surgery was a success. My family’s prayer had been answered by God. Thanks to God. I was so happy when I heard that news. But my leg wasn’t perfectly cured. But it could be healed. It needed a couple of days or weeks to be completely healed. If I didn’t do the surgery, my leg couldn’t have been recovered. So, thanks doctor who had tried hard to recover my leg.
So all of this happened because I hid something from my parents and it was also because I didn’t listen to Jura. I shouldn’t hide anything from my parents if I did couldn’t. I wouldn’t have fallen down from the motorcycle. Also if I listened to Jura, I wouldn’t have fallen down from the motorcycle. I can’t enjoy life really well when my leg was really hurt. It was really painful. If I told my parents that I wanted to ride a motorcycle may be my dad could have taught me.
Enjoying life is important but not if it makes life painful. So, don’t hide something from your parents and listen to the right thing.
The End
Reflection
My result for this work (memoir) it was satisfying. I like the score that I like. I listen to the teacher feedback than I do it. I also follow the guide of how to make a memoir interesting. Thats why I got a good score. I also made my memoir to gave you the massage of the story.