learn BAHASA

Ever you imagine that you have to learn “Bahasa Indonesia” for three hours in the afternoon? No? But I get it. At that time, I felt like I’m going to dispatch an ant with my pencil and then I would say to my teacher that the ant was bitten by a snake so I have to go to the grave to bury it. Consequently, I couldn’t join the lesson. I’d be really happy if I could do that.

Yester day, I found a sealed envelope and I didn’t know whose the owner but I got a brilliant idea. I use the envelope to help me go out of the class. But, what a futile effort my teacher didn’t allow me. She just said that I couldn’t go outside. I have said that it was of the gravest importance if the owner was looking for it. But, it just made a futile effort AGAIN. Someone had to bail me out of this class. But who would do that? No one. What a big catastrophe that you were in that class.

One of the reasons why I don’t like to learn Bahasa Indonesia is my teacher likes to ask us to write and read a poem. I really dread having to do that, I have to concede that I don’t have any ability for that. If it is happened, I will put off working and tell my teacher I should go to toilet whereas I go to library to take a rest. When I go back to the classroom, My teacher will make me puzzle how to answer her question. Sometimes I tell the truth that the toilet was occupied, so I have to wait. But I can’t use the reason for every time I go to toilet, right? Do you think that I’m person of virtue?

I’m not always rife with idea and it has been resolved by my friends. Everyone will guess where I am if I’m not in the classroom. Perhaps, I’ll go to canteen. Every time I go there, I’ll ask myself, why they like to run up the price since my mother doesn’t like to run up my pocket money even though in urgent.