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Narrative Text ( Landi and His Spikes )
Landi and His
Spikes
There was a porcupine. He was lonely. No one wanted to
play with him because they were afraid of his spikes.
“Dear Landi. We don’t want to play with you because your spikes are to sharp. We don’t want you to hurt us,” said Cici, the rabbit one day.
“Cici is right, Landi. It is not because you are bad or rude to us, no, Landi! Just because of your spikes. They will stab us when we come close to you,” said Tito the rooster.
Landi felt lonely. He murmured, “Why don’t they want to play with me?”
Landi spent most of the time day dreaming at the river bank. “I would have lots of friends and play with them if no spikes were on my body. I would be happy. I would not be lonely like this. What a shame!”
Suddenly, Kuku the turtle appeared from the river. He came to Landi and said, “Landi, what are you thinking of?”
“Oh, nothing,” Landi replied.
“Don’t lie to me, Landi. Please tell me your problem. Who knows I can help you,” Kuku said wisely. Then he sat beside Landi. He wasn’t afraid of Landi’s spikes.
Shortly, Landi told Kuku his problem. Kuku nodded his head. He said, “Poor you. But it is not your fault. I know, your spikes are very useful and helpful to you. Your friend will realize it some day. Trust me, Landi.”
“Thanks, Kuku. You’re really my best friend. You are the only one here who wants to be my fellow.”
One day, Sam the frog held his birthday party. He invited all his friends, including Landi. But he decided not to come. He didn’t want to mess up the party.
“I’ll come with you, Landi. I’ll tell everyone that you are harmless,” said Kuku. Finally, Landi attended the party. Everyone enjoyed it.
Suddenly, Tito ran here and there screaming, “Help … help …! The evil wolf is coming. Save yourselves!” Then everyone ran to save their lives, except Kuku and Landi. Kuku pulled his head and legs into his shell. Landi rolled his body into a ball.
Unintentionally, the evil wolf stepped his foot on Landi. Of course, the spikes pricked him. He screamed, “Ouch!” Since his foot was bleeding, he didn’t chase Landi’s friends any longer. Then he ran away.
“Horray … horray …! Long live Landi! He saved our lives, “said Cici and her friends. Everyone shook Landi’s hand and thanked him. From then on, Landi wasn’t lonely anymore. His friends knew that his spikes would not hurt anyone, unless they wanted to hurt Landi.
“Dear Landi. We don’t want to play with you because your spikes are to sharp. We don’t want you to hurt us,” said Cici, the rabbit one day.
“Cici is right, Landi. It is not because you are bad or rude to us, no, Landi! Just because of your spikes. They will stab us when we come close to you,” said Tito the rooster.
Landi felt lonely. He murmured, “Why don’t they want to play with me?”
Landi spent most of the time day dreaming at the river bank. “I would have lots of friends and play with them if no spikes were on my body. I would be happy. I would not be lonely like this. What a shame!”
Suddenly, Kuku the turtle appeared from the river. He came to Landi and said, “Landi, what are you thinking of?”
“Oh, nothing,” Landi replied.
“Don’t lie to me, Landi. Please tell me your problem. Who knows I can help you,” Kuku said wisely. Then he sat beside Landi. He wasn’t afraid of Landi’s spikes.
Shortly, Landi told Kuku his problem. Kuku nodded his head. He said, “Poor you. But it is not your fault. I know, your spikes are very useful and helpful to you. Your friend will realize it some day. Trust me, Landi.”
“Thanks, Kuku. You’re really my best friend. You are the only one here who wants to be my fellow.”
One day, Sam the frog held his birthday party. He invited all his friends, including Landi. But he decided not to come. He didn’t want to mess up the party.
“I’ll come with you, Landi. I’ll tell everyone that you are harmless,” said Kuku. Finally, Landi attended the party. Everyone enjoyed it.
Suddenly, Tito ran here and there screaming, “Help … help …! The evil wolf is coming. Save yourselves!” Then everyone ran to save their lives, except Kuku and Landi. Kuku pulled his head and legs into his shell. Landi rolled his body into a ball.
Unintentionally, the evil wolf stepped his foot on Landi. Of course, the spikes pricked him. He screamed, “Ouch!” Since his foot was bleeding, he didn’t chase Landi’s friends any longer. Then he ran away.
“Horray … horray …! Long live Landi! He saved our lives, “said Cici and her friends. Everyone shook Landi’s hand and thanked him. From then on, Landi wasn’t lonely anymore. His friends knew that his spikes would not hurt anyone, unless they wanted to hurt Landi.
Tag :
Fairytale,
Narrative Text ( Princess Belle ) ( Beauty and the Beast )
Beauty and the
Beast
Once upon a time, there was a girl named Beauty. She
lived with her father and her sisters in a small village.
Beauty was a beautiful girl. She was also hard-working. She always helped her father on the farm.
One day, her father set out for the city. He saw an old castle and went in. No-one was in but there was food on the table. Then he walked around the castle. He picked a rose from garden for Beauty. Suddenly an angry Beast appeared. He wanted to kill Beauty’s father unless Beauty was brought to him.
Beauty’s father told her daughters what had happened. Beauty’s sisters ordered her to see the Beast.
Beauty went to see the Beast and had to stay at the castle. She felt scared, lonely and sad. She tried to run away but was stopped by the Beast. The Beast treated Beauty well. Soon, Beauty began to like the Beast.
One day, through the Beast’s magic mirror, Beauty saw that her father was sick. The Beast allowed her to go home. Her father was happy to see her.
One night, Beauty had a dream. A fairly told her that the Beast was sick.
Beauty hurried back and saw the Beast dying. She began to cry. Tears fell onto the Beast. Suddenly, the Beast changed into handsome prince.
Beauty and the Beast got married and lived happily ever after.
Beauty was a beautiful girl. She was also hard-working. She always helped her father on the farm.
One day, her father set out for the city. He saw an old castle and went in. No-one was in but there was food on the table. Then he walked around the castle. He picked a rose from garden for Beauty. Suddenly an angry Beast appeared. He wanted to kill Beauty’s father unless Beauty was brought to him.
Beauty’s father told her daughters what had happened. Beauty’s sisters ordered her to see the Beast.
Beauty went to see the Beast and had to stay at the castle. She felt scared, lonely and sad. She tried to run away but was stopped by the Beast. The Beast treated Beauty well. Soon, Beauty began to like the Beast.
One day, through the Beast’s magic mirror, Beauty saw that her father was sick. The Beast allowed her to go home. Her father was happy to see her.
One night, Beauty had a dream. A fairly told her that the Beast was sick.
Beauty hurried back and saw the Beast dying. She began to cry. Tears fell onto the Beast. Suddenly, the Beast changed into handsome prince.
Beauty and the Beast got married and lived happily ever after.
Tag :
Fairytale,
Narrative Text ( The Legend of Rawa Pening )
The Legend of Rawa Pening
Once upon a time, there was a
little poor boy came into a little village. He was very hungry and weak. He
knocked at every door and asked for some food, but nobody cared about him.
Nobody wanted to help the little boy.
Finally, a generous woman helped him. She gave him shelter and a
meal. When the boy wanted to leave, this old woman gave him a “lesung”, a big
wooden mortar for pounding rice. She reminded him, “please remember, if there
is a flood you must save yourself. Use this “lesung” as a boat”. The “lesung”
was happy and thanked the old woman.The little boy continued his journey. While
he was passing through the village, he saw many people gathering on the field.
The boy came closer and saw a stick stuck in the ground. People challenged each
other to pull out that stick. Everybody tried, but nobody succeeded. “Can I
try?” asked the little boy. The crowd laughed mockingly. The boy wanted to try
his luck so he stepped forward and pulled out the stick. He could do it very
easily. Everybody was dumbfounded.
Suddenly, from the hole left by stick, water spouted out. It did
not stop until it flooded the village. And no one was saved from the water
except the little boy and the generous old woman who gave him shelter and meal.
As she told him, he used the “lesung” as a boat and picked up the old woman.
The whole village became a huge lake. It is now known as Rawa Pening Lake in
Salatiga, Central Java, Indonesia.
Tag :
Legend,
Narrative Text ( The Ugly Duckling )
The Ugly Duckling
One upon time, a mother duck sat on her eggs. She felt tired of sitting on
them. She just wished the eggs would break out.
Several days later, she got her wish. The eggs cracked and some cute little
ducklings appeared. "Peep, peep" the little ducklings cried.
"Quack, quack" their mother greeted in return.
However the largest egg had not cracked. The mother duck sat on it for
several days. Finally, it cracked and a huge ugly duckling waddled out. The
mother duck looked at him in surprise. He was so big and very gray. He didn't
look like the others at all. He was like a turkey.
When the mother duck brought the children to the pond for their first
swimming lesson. The huge grey duckling splashed and paddled about just as
nicely as the other ducklings did. "That is not a turkey chick. He is my
very own son and quite handsome" the mother said proudly.
However, the other animals didn't agree. They hissed and made fun of him day
by day. Even his own sisters and brothers were very unkind. "You are very
ugly" they quacked.
The little poor duckling was very unhappy. "I wish I looked like
them" he thought to himself. One day, the ugly duckling run away and hid
in the bushes. The sad duckling lived alone through the cold and snow winter.
Finally the spring flowers began to bloom. While he was swimming in the pond,
he saw three large white swans swimming toward him. "Oh, dear. these
beautiful birds will laugh and peck me too" he said to himself. But the
swans did not attack him. Instead, they swam around him and stroked him with
their bills. As the ugly duckling bent his neck to speak to them, he saw his
reflection in the water. He could not believe his eyes. "I am not an ugly
duckling but a beautiful swam" he exclaimed.
He was very happy. From that day on, he swam and played with his new
friends and was happier than he had never been.
Tag :
Fabel,
Narrative Text ( The Little Jackal And The Camel )
THE LITTLE JACKAL AND THE CAMEL
All these stories about the little Jackal
that I have told you, show how clever the little Jackal was. But you know–if
you don’t, you will when you are grown up– that no matter how clever you are,
sooner or later you surely meet some one who is cleverer. It is always so in
life. And it was so with the little Jackal. This is what happened.
The little Jackal was, as you know,
exceedingly fond of shell-fish, especially of river crabs. Now there came a
time when he had eaten all the crabs to be found on his own side of the river.
He knew there must be plenty on the other side, if he could only get to them,
but he could not swim.
One day he thought of a plan. He went to
his friend the Camel, and said,–
“Friend Camel, I know a spot where the
sugar-cane grows thick; I’ll show you the way, if you will take me there.”
“Indeed I will,” said the Camel, who was
very fond of sugar-cane. “Where is it?”
“It is on the other side of the river,”
said the little Jackal; “but we can manage it nicely, if you will take me on
your back and swim over.”
The Camel was perfectly willing, so the
little Jackal jumped on his back, and the Camel swam across the river, carrying
him. When they were safely over, the little Jackal jumped down and showed the
Camel the sugar-cane field; then he ran swiftly along the river bank, to hunt
for crabs; the Camel began to eat sugar-cane. He ate happily, and noticed
nothing around him.
Now, you know, a Camel is very big, and a
Jackal is very little. Consequently, the little Jackal had eaten his fill by
the time the Camel had barely taken a mouthful. The little Jackal had no mind
to wait for his slow friend; he wanted to be off home again, about his
business. So he ran round and round the sugar-cane field, and as he ran he sang
and shouted, and made a great hullabaloo.
Of course, the villagers heard him at
once.
“There is a Jackal in the sugar-cane,”
they said; “he will dig holes and destroy the roots; we must go down and drive
him out.” So they came down, with sticks and stones. When they got there, there
was no Jackal to be seen; but they saw the great Camel, eating away at the
juicy sugar- cane. They ran at him and beat him, and stoned him, and drove him
away half dead.
When they had gone, leaving the poor Camel
half killed, the little Jackal came dancing back from somewhere or other.
“I think it’s time to go home, now,” he
said; “don’t you?”
“Well, you ARE a pretty friend!” said the
Camel. “The idea of your making such a noise, with your shouting and singing!
You brought this upon me. What in the world made you do it? Why did you shout
and sing?”
“Oh, I don’t know WHY,” said the little
Jackal,–”I always sing after dinner!”
“So?” said the Camel, “Ah, very well, let
us go home now.”
He took the little Jackal kindly on his
back and started into the water. When he began to swim he swam out to where the
river was the very deepest. There he stopped, and said,–
“Oh, Jackal!”
“Yes,” said the little Jackal.
“I have the strangest feeling,” said the
Camel,–”I feel as if I must roll over.”
“`Roll over’!” cried the Jackal. “My
goodness, don’t do that! If you do that, you’ll drown me! What in the world
makes you want to do such a crazy thing? Why should you want to roll over?”
“Oh, I don’t know WHY,” said the Camel
slowly, “but I always roll over after dinner!”
So he rolled over.
And the little Jackal was drowned, for his
sins, but the Camel came safely home.
END
Tag :
Fairytale,
Narrative Text ( Tangkuban Perahu )
Tangkuban Parahu
Long time ago in West Java, there lived a woman named
Dayang Sumbi. She was thirsting for a husband. Along her life she kept praying
and praying. At last, God heard her pray. A male dog picked her up and Dayang
Sumbi got married to the dog and called the dog ‘Tumang’. After years, Dayang
Sumbi gave a birth to baby and named him Sangkuriang. Unfortunately, Dayang
Sumbi never told Sangkuriang who his father was.
One day, Sangkuriang was hunting with Tumang in the forest and he found nothing except a little animal. He blamed Tumang for the failure and then he killed Tumang. When Dayang Sumbi knew that she hit Sangkuriang’s head with a big spoon and expelled him.
Many years later, Sangkuriang wandered and found an old house in the forest. Sangkuriang came closer to the house and there was an old beautiful woman. The woman, Dayang Sumbi, recognized the wanderer as Sangkuriang.
Unintentionally, Sangkuriang forced Dayang Sumbi to marry him. Dayang Sumbi agreed to marry him but Sangkuriang had to build a vast boat, just in one night.
At night, Sangkuriang called his friends, ghosts and fairies to help him. Feared with the boat to complete, Dayang Sumbi asked other women in her village to help her. Then the women punched the grains with grain puncher to make noise which disturbed the ghosts and fairies.
The morning came before Sangkuriang completed the boat. Unfortunately the fairies and the ghosts also left Sangkuriang alone. Finaly Sangkuriang got very angry and kicked away the boat to the downside, which finally turned into a mountain, called Tangkuban Parahu.
Tag :
Legend,
Narrative Text ( The Bears and the Two Travelers )
The Bears and the
Two Travelers
Two men were traveling together when a bear suddenly
met them on their path.
One of them quickly climbed up a tree and hid among the branches. The other, feeling that he would be attacked, fell flat on the ground.
The Bear came up and felt him with his snout, and smelt him all over. The man held his breath, and pretended to be dead.
The Bear soon left him, because it is said that bears will not touch a dead body.
When the Bear was quite gone, the other traveler came down out of the tree. With a clever grin he inquired of his friend, “Just what was it that the Bear whispered in your ear?”
His companion replied, “He gives me this advice: Never travel with a friend who deserts you at the approach of danger.”
One of them quickly climbed up a tree and hid among the branches. The other, feeling that he would be attacked, fell flat on the ground.
The Bear came up and felt him with his snout, and smelt him all over. The man held his breath, and pretended to be dead.
The Bear soon left him, because it is said that bears will not touch a dead body.
When the Bear was quite gone, the other traveler came down out of the tree. With a clever grin he inquired of his friend, “Just what was it that the Bear whispered in your ear?”
His companion replied, “He gives me this advice: Never travel with a friend who deserts you at the approach of danger.”
