Posted by 4writingt4sk on January 13, 2008
Ripan Hermawan is one of the best lecture in Indonesia University of Education. His nickname is Ripan. He was born at 24th Oktober 1980. He is 4th child of six siblings. His father worked on Fishery Department. His wife’s name is Diah Hartati. He married at 7th semester while he was studying. He school at SDN Pasir Hayam (1987-1993), SMPN 2 Cianjur (1993-1996), and SMAN 1 Cianjur (1996-1999). And then he tried to join UMPTN test in 1999, but he was failed. In 2000, he accepted become student in English Department Indonesia University of Education and finished his study in 2004. His dissertation is about Clinical Linguistic and Diseas of Language. He was graduated with Cum Laud predicate. Actually he was the best graduation in that year. He had sent application to America, England, and Autralia, but rejected. It caused his registration were not completed. He tried to be editor and accepted in Grafindo. And then, he interested in educational course. so, he tried become a lecture in Indonesia University of Education.
Ripan loves reading. He has interest in very kind of booksgave more knowledges to him. His favourite book is “Can Asian Think?”. That book is about how to develope youth generation. A few word from him to us is “Never feel shy to ask, always bring your dictionary everywhere and keep fighting!!!”
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Posted by 4writingt4sk on January 13, 2008
Eka Rahmat Fauzi, Sekjen of ESA (English Students’ Association) of English Department in UPI, and participating in ESCW (English Students’ compettition week) as 1st SC, is one of ’success’ person who can make his academic score and non-academic score balanced.
Eka or Ebek was born in Bandung, the capital city of West Java on April 3, 1986. after graduating from his senior high school in Madrasah Aliyah ‘Arqam Garut, Eka continued his study in Indonesia University of Education at English Literate program.
Since he was in senior high school, he often joined in students’ organizations, but he didn’t ignore his study. for example, he passed SPMB and joined in UPI and he always gets a great rank in his class. And after joining in English Literate program, he was still an active person in organization. Now, he is active in ESA (English Students’ Association) as Sekjen of ESA and he is also a committee in every event which ESA hold. One thing, in along his activity, he doesn’t forget his obligation as a student that is Studying, to achieve his great Deal he wants.
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Posted by 4writingt4sk on January 13, 2008
Although my body is big and tall, i am afraid of chicken. do you want to know the reason why i am afraid of chicken if you want to know i will tell you my embracing story about chicken.
i was 5 years old. i was in my grandmother’s house spending my holiday. one day afternoon, i was playing hide and seek with my cousin at the backyard when a hen and 5 chicks were eating. i was brat at that time and began to annoy a chick by hitting it with a rock and try to catched it. it ran to the left and i followed it, it ran to the right and i followed it. i followed that chick until i catched that chick. But i did not realize about it’s mother and that hen began to be angry with me and fluttered it’s wings to my face and my body. my cheek and my nose were bleeding. i started crying and ran out to my mother and told her that the hen is crazy but my mother said that it was my fault. until now i feel traumatize because of that.
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Posted by 4writingt4sk on January 13, 2008
I was in the second grade of Elemantary School. I enjoyed to go to school. I had many friends,I always got a compliement from my teacher because I never did bad things and my score also were good at that time.In addition, I got the first rank as well.A compliment and achievement that I got had made me being a good figure for my friends.Often they called me with smart and good girl.
I was so happy about it but I was also worried I would lose that call if my friends had known how I was in my house.At home I was seldom to get a compliment.
Even,My mother always angry with me because I often cried If I had problem.Worstly,I always hurted my body when I cried.I would lie on the floor,pulled my hair,Or pinched my body.
Of course, I did not want my friend know about this embarassing attitude.So,I tried to make it secret,I never told them and never let them know.So far so good,I could protect my secret and no one of my friends know about it.It made me never try to lose that attitude because I thought keeping that secret till whenever.
But I was wrong.The proverb said “we cannot save the bad smell”.And that was right.It happened to me. One day my secret was been known.And it made me realized to leave my bad attitude.It began a week before it.That day my teacher gave students a homework to make a miniature of dining room.That home work had to be collected in the next meeting.It meant that we had a week to do it.But there was a problem.A week later,I had forgot about that task. I remembered it at night when I looked my schedule.I was so shocked and I was so confused.It was so impossible to do it in that time because I did not had materials that I needed and it was too night to prepare it.So, I tried to be calm and let my brain think.After had though hardly, I decided would not go to school at next day. It was stupid thing but I did not have any choices.
Next morning,After had waken up, I asked my mother “Mom..may you call the teacher and let me not come to school now?”.”What happened..?”My mother replied.Then I told her What I had done and hoped she would do what I wanted.But, after listening my reason, my mother was angry and she asked me to go to school and be honest to my teacher.Of course I did not want. It was the first time I did not do my task.I was so afraid my teacher would be very angry and my friend would laugh at me. Then I tried to attract her.I began to cry ,but no respect.I cried more loudly but still no respect.It made me angry then began hurt my self,I stood up and then bumped my pants to the floor,I pulled my hair.I did it till a was tired And slept.
Next day,I go to school like usually.I had forgotten about yesterday and thought my problem had solved.When I arrived at school directly I go to my class and took a seat.that was right till I hear one of my boy friend spoke loudly”Look…that is tearfull child”.after hearing it all my friend laughed.I was confused.Then, he continued said” wow..she still have hair”while lying at floor and pretend to cry and signed what I had done the day before.I so wondered and realized that all my friend had known about my secret.I could not say anything.I was so shy.My body began cold and my tear began to fall.That time I realized I should leaved my bad attitude,not made it being a secret.
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Posted by 4writingt4sk on January 12, 2008
Ripan Hermawan is an English Lecturer in Indonesia University of education(UPI). He was born in Cianjur in 1980. During his childhood,he spent his time in Cianjur till he was in Senior High School. After graduating from Senior High School he moved to Bandung to continue his education.In Bandung he joined in UPI in English Departement,and took non-education program.That time he took non-education program because he didnot want being a teacher.
Ripan Hermawan was a smart student.He is some one who never satisfied in getting knowledge.With motto of live do the best ,win the best,and get the best,he ran his study well,only in four years he finishes his collage and graduated as the best garduate.
As the man than always hungry with knowledge, beside learning english Ripan Hermawan also learning physic and physycology.He hoped from this part he can achieved his great dream to get a Nobel Prize.Now, Ripan Hermawan is applying a S2 Program to a university in Australia and he hopes he will be receive and continue his study.
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Posted by 4writingt4sk on December 30, 2007
When I was in the first grade of elementary school, my grand mother gave me a rabbit. Of course I was very happy and I promised to my grandma to care it. I used to feed it every day, so it grew became a very fat rabbit. It was very cute and I loved it very much.
One day, I went to the back yard behind my house to feed my rabbit. It was my daily activity at that time. I was very surprised when I knew that the stable was opened and the rabbit was not on its stable. I ran to my house and told my mother about it. My mother went to its stable to saw it. My mother and I looked for it. I asked my neighbor and every people I met, but no one of them saw it. After we looked for it for an hour, my grandma came and brought my lovely rabbit. When I tried to get it, I was very shocked, because it was dead. That was an injury on its body. I thought that was a dog clawing. When I realized that my lovely rabbit was dead, I cried loudly at that time. I did not want to go to school, until my father bought me a new rabbit. However, I was very sad because I lost my rabbit and I could not forget it.
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Posted by 4writingt4sk on December 28, 2007
This is my unforgettable experience. It happened when I was in the elementary school. I and my family planned to go to the Tirtamaya beach in Indramayu on the semester weekend.
One sunny day, we were ready to go there. We prepared everything needed like food, changed clothes,mat, sun glasses and hat. We went there by my uncle’s car. There was my father sitting at front seat next to my my uncle who drove the car. There were my mother, my aunt, and my little sister sitting at the second seat in the car. And, there were my cousins named Evianah and Selvi, also me sitting at the back seat of the car. We seemed very happy. We sang all the way long while looking out of the window’s car. “Ohh it’s really beautiful scenery!”, I said. Because, we seemed very close to the beach.
Finally, we got there after waiting for a long time in the car. My mother, my father, my aunt, my uncle and my little sister just sat on a mat which was put by my mother next to beach. They were talking each other while enjoying the food. I stayed at the shallow area at the beach because I couldn’t swim at least. And, my cousins swam far from me. We seemed to very enjoy having vocation here. We could play water here. But, when I really enjoyed by myself, suddenly a big wave came forward me and made me drown for a while. I tried to save myself. I throw my hands up asking for a help. Then, my cousins came and tried to help me. But, they couldn’t because the wave was higher and higher. ” Help….Help….Help…!”, I shouted. Luckily, there was a man who tried to help me. Still, I began to dissappear. The man swam forward me and looked for me. He was lucky to save me. Then, he took me aside. My parents, my aunt, my uncle,and my little sister finally came to me with my cousins. I was unconscious at the time. All of people looked at me and gave me some first aid. Several minutes later, I was conscious. I cried loudly at the time because I never forgot what had already happened to me. I was so lucky at the time. I’m still alive until now. I didn’t really know what would happened next if nobody saved me. Could I possibly survive?”.Yeah..meybe God knows what’s the best for me. God still allows me to live until now. Then, my parents took me home after that.
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Posted by 4writingt4sk on December 27, 2007
Jump…Run…Jump…Run… When I was child, I like ran around my house and jumped on the bed. I like playing a doll, take out all my toys and leave it in a mess, wear all my underwear everytime I wanna pee, so my underwear will be wet. I can not stay and quiet because I’m an active child.
I really like pour a talc. If I see a talc, I’ll pour it around my home. I pour a talc on the computer and make the screen full of talc. I pour a talc on the bed until the bed to be white or I pour a talc to the bath tub.
Beside that, I like to pull my curtain. The curtain made from shell peel and my father really like it. So, I like pull the curtain because mt father will be angry. I like tempt my father. His expression so funny.
Every I make a mistake, my father will be punish me. The punishment is stand up in corner with one foot and I scold my ear. I really like the punishment. So, I always make a mistake and make my father angry. Because I like stand up with one foot. Hahaha…
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Posted by 4writingt4sk on December 27, 2007
Playing some new games just like a must for me and my older brother. There aren’t any child in our neighbourhood. So, both of us always play together. Many ’strange game’ that we’ve ever played. My brother always have an idea to make some new games and we try it. We just like satisfied ourself by doing it. Until one day, my brother said to me, “I have an idea, we’re going to play some games just like hide and seek but is not!” “So, what is it?” I replaid. And then my brother explain the rules.
“I’m going to become the house owner and you’r become the thieves.”
“And then?”
“As the house owner, I must protect my house from the thieves. On the contrary, you must try to come in without my found”
“OK,I’ll try it!”
“Ow yeah! I let the window open but not for the door, you can come in through it”
“OK, Let’s play!!”
My brother is staying at home and I’m going outside. In the outside of my house, I was thinking about the best way to come into my house. In the first time, I try to come in through my bedroom’s window. But in the second time, I was think that my brother can see me directly from the TV’s room, so I cancel it. At the end, I decided to come in through the backdoor. I move stealthily in order to make my brother can’t realize it. Until I can see the door in front of me. I just too worry to be lose. So, I want to make sure myself. I was peep through the lock hole when my brother did the same thing. It’s about ten seconds until both of us realize it. “Hahahahaha..” both of us laugh each other. It is a very laughable moment when I and my brother saw our eyes each other through the lock hole.
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Posted by 4writingt4sk on December 26, 2007
”Happy Birthday ginta…..” my mom woke me up with her smooth voice through my ear. she came to my room very early in the morning at 4. A cute brown teddy bear with her as my birthday gift. I was really happy because finally I got a new friend to accompany me when I sleep at nigth. Then my sister came to us to express happy birthday to me and she gave us a great hug.
15 years ago,at 15th October,it was beautiful Sunday. Sun shines brightly and wind blew smoothly. The happiness appeared on my face because it was my 4th birthday….” Yups…I will get a lot of birthday prizes from my family !”. It was become more complete because I could gather with my father, he came back from his job in Bandung to celebrate my birthday of course.
At 10 o’clock in sunday morning he asked me,my mom and my sister to go to the zoo in Bandung. I was really happy,because it was my first time to go there. Then at 1 o’clock in the afternoon we were ready to go there by car.
Along the way,I never stopped talking about so many kind of animals that I will see in the zoo. I just couldn’t be patient. when we got there I was amaze,because there were a lot of animals,there were lions,elephants, crocodile,monkeys, and so on. Then a big animal caught my eyes, a big black monkey, usually people called it ” Si Amang ” was eating bananas in his cage. I asked my father to come closer to the cage, and we were closer with the cage. Eventhough I was totally with that big black screamy monkey in front of me, but it was fun for me because I could see clearly how ugly that monkey was. Then suddenly that big monkey starring at us with an angry face,and…..” Bukkkk!!!!” suddenly that monkey threw his poop right to my father’s body, we were so surprise. Ow…that was really disgusting and an embarrassing moment for us, there were a lot of people laughed at us. Then my mother and my sister came to us and took us to the toilet nearby, and she cleaned ,my father’s cloth immediately.
Realizing he didn’t bring any cloths,he decided to buy a new cloths. We would have a long trip to back home,and it was impossible for him wear a cloth full of monkey’s poop. once again it was an embarrassing moment as my birthday prize…..no…no…no…. I mean that was such an unforgettable prize for my father.
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