Letter

》Letter Writing

A letter is a written message that can be handwritten or printed on paper. It is usually sent to the recipient via mail or post in an envelope, although this is not a requirement as such. Any such message that is transferred via post is a letter, a written conversation between two parties.

》Types of Letters

Let us first understand that there are broadly two types of letter, namely Formal Letters, and Informal Letters. But then there are also a few types of letters based on their contents, formalities, the purpose of letter writing etc. Let us have a look at the few types of letters.

● Formal Letter: These letters follow a certain pattern and formality. They are strictly kept professional in nature, and directly address the issues concerned. Any type of business letter or letter to authorities falls within this given category.

● Informal Letter: These are personal letters. They need not follow any set pattern or adhere to any formalities. They contain personal information or are a written conversation. Informal letters are generally written to friends, acquaintances, relatives etc.

● Business Letter: This letter is written among business correspondents, generally contains commercial information such as quotations, orders, complaints, claims, letters for collections etc. Such letters are always strictly formal and follow a structure and pattern of formalities.

● Official Letter: This type of letter is written to inform offices, branches, subordinates of official information. It usually relays official information like rules, regulations, procedures, events, or any other such information. Official letters are also formal in nature and follow certain structure and decorum.

● Social Letter: A personal letter written on the occasion of a special event is known as a social letter. Congratulatory letter, condolence letter, invitation letter etc are all social letters.

● Circular Letter: A letter that announces information to a large number of people is a circular letter. The same letter is circulated to a large group of people to correspond some important information like a change of address, change in management, the retirement of a partner etc.

● Employment Letters: Any letters with respect to the employment process, like joining letter, promotion letter, application letter etc.

》Structure of a Formal Letter (and Informal)

Both informal and formal letters are based on a specific structure. A good letter should consist of:

1. An appropriate greeting (Dear Sir/Madam, Dear Kathy, Dear Mr Brown).

An introduction clearly stating the reason you are writing.

2. A main body in which the subject is developed. Begin a new paragraph for each main point.

3. A final paragraph in which you sum up the topic or express your wish for something to be done.

4. An appropriate ending (Yours/Best wishes, + first name, Yours sincerely, Yours faithfully, + full name).

Style in Informal and Formal Letters

Here you’ll find the main difference between formal and informal letters: the style.

The characteristic of formal style in letters are:

1. The greeting (Dear Mrs Lee, Dear Sir,)

2. Frequent use of the passive

3. Formal language (complex sentences, non-colloquial English)

No abbreviated forms

4. The ending (Yours sincerely, / Yours faithfully,)

The characteristic of informal style in letters are:

The greeting (Dear Alex, Dear Dad)

Informal language and style (idioms, colloquial English)

Abbreviated forms, pronouns omitted

The ending (Yours/Love/Best wishes/Regards, Anthony)

》Useful language and expressions for Formal Letters of Complaint

Opening Remarks:

▪︎I am writing to complain about/regarding/on account of/because of/on the subject of…

▪︎I am writing to express my strong dissatisfaction with…

▪︎I am afraid to say I have numbers of complaints about…

▪︎I regret to tell you I was very disappointed with…

▪︎I feel I must protest/complain about…

Useful phrases:

To make matters worse…

▪︎I was very disappointed to find that…

▪︎I would be grateful if you could…

▪︎I should have been informed that…

▪︎The first problem was… Another problem  was… The most visible problem…

▪︎I hope you will understand that I was very dissatisfied…

▪︎I believe you can appreciate how disappointed I was when…

Linking words:

▪︎ Even though

▪︎However

▪︎Furthermore

▪︎Firstly

▪︎Finally

…

Closing Remarks:

▪︎I would therefore be grateful if you could give me a full refund…

▪︎I am not satisfied with…

▪︎I trust the situation will improve…

▪︎I hope the matter will be resolved…

▪︎I look forward to hearing from you in your earliest convenience to offer me a complete refund

▪︎I feel I am entitled to a partial refund in addition to an apology for the inconvenience caused

▪︎I hope that I will not be forced to take further action as taking the case to court.

▪︎I look forward to receiving a prompt reply

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Book page 146-147

Rancho's house – the lone house in the entire valley – was on the crown of a low hill. From the pinnacle of the hill one could see the rapid flowing stream and next to it vast fields of ripe corn in between the red kidney bean flowers. Looking at it one could predict that it was going to be good harvest but it needed a rainfall, however brief.

All through the morning Rancho kept scanning the sky for signs of rainfall and he was quite confident that it would rain. “You know, woman, now we are finally going to get some rain.” His wife, who was busy preparing food, replied: “Yes, God willing.”

As soon as Rancho's family, his wife and sons, sat for dinner, just as he had predicted big drops of rain started falling. In the Northeast huge clouds were covering the sky like a blanket. The air had the smell of rain combined with the smell of fresh earth. The atmosphere at that time was absolutely heavenly. The boys left their food on pretext of getting one thing and another. All they wanted was to get wet and play in the rain.

Rancho was very happy as he looked at his field, “Ah! now my harvest is going to be wonderful.” He started dreaming about all the things he will be doing once he sells the crops. Suddenly heavy winds began to blow accompanied by big drops of rain, which looked like huge pearls of ice. “Oh my God! This can't be happening,” he thought. “NO!! NO!! I will be destroyed. This is no rain, it is a hailstorm. I hope it will pass soon.” But in front of his family he kept a strong front and said, “I am sure it will pass soon, don't worry.”

Unfortunately it didn't. The hailstorm lasted the whole night. It destroyed entire field of his precious crops. Everything looked so white as if someone had thrown sacks and sacks of pearls all over the place.

Rancho and his wife were worried to death. Everything they had was destroyedand they had no inkling as to what they will do.The boys asked them, “What are we going to do? Everything is destroyed.We don't even have few pieces of corn or beans. Does this mean we are going to die

of hunger?”Rancho said, “ My sons, nobody dies of hunger. Always remember we haveGod. I am sure he will help us.”All through the night Rancho kept on thinking how to ask for help fromGod. “God knows everything but I think I should write to Him and ask directly what Iwant.”Rancho was thankful for the day his parents had sent him to school. Eventhough he wasn't interested in studies but he had grudgingly learned to read andwrite. So he took out paper and pen and started writing.

Rancho Lucas

The Violet Hill

Argentina

18 thMay 1999

Dear God

Hi,

I am writing this letter to you out of extreme urgency, otherwise I

wouldn't have disturbed you. You know about the recent hailstorm in

my place. Well, it has destroyed me. Everything in my farm was

destroyed. My corn and kidney beans were almost ready and all it

needed was a rainfall but instead of rainfall came a storm. If it had

lasted for short period it would have been OK, but unfortunately it

lasted for an entire night. It has put me at a serious disadvantage, you

see God, my sole source of income is that farm and now it is

completely destroyed. Nothing is left. If I leave it like this my family

will die of hunger, since we will not have anything to eat. I can't sit

still and do nothing about it. I need 100 pesos to buy the seeds and

resow my field all over again and buy some food till the next harvest.

So dear God, please help me. I know you will not disappoint me.

Sincerely Yours,

Rancho, the farmer

Bahasa

He put the letter inside an envelope and addressed it to “God, 7 Heaven”

and placed a stamp on it and dropped it in the mailbox. The workers at the post

office were preparing the letters to mail when they came across the letter

addressed to God. The postman who came across this letter became curious

because he had never seen a letter addressed to God. He wanted to open the

letter but his job ethics stopped him from doing so. He decided to take the letter to

the Postmaster. The Postmaster was a very nice and kind gentleman. He always

helped people in any way he could. When the postman gave him the letter, he

looked at it and said, “It takes a man with strong faith to start a communication

with God. I wish I had such strong faith.”

After much thought, he decided to read the letter and perhaps reply it. He

opened Rancho's letter. Little did he know that replying the letter would need

more than good intention, pen and paper. Rancho needed a lot of money but the

postmaster didn't have any. Since he had already decided to help Rancho, he

decided to give part of his salary, and he asked his friends and co-workers to

contribute. But it was impossible for him to collect 100 pesos. He was happy that at

least 70 pesos were collected. So he put the money in an envelope and signed it as

“God” and asked the postman to deliver it to Rancho's house.

When the postman arrived at Rancho's house and delivered the letter to

him, Rancho was exhilarated beyond means. And he kept repeating Thank you

God! Thank you God! I knew you wouldn't let me down.

Rancho had very strong faith in God. He was not surprised when he

opened the envelope. But as he was counting the money he became very angry.

God couldn't have made mistake in sending the money. So he took out paper and

wrote to God again. Then he placed a stamp on it and put it in the mailbox. When

the postman took the letter out, he immediately took it to the postmaster. The

Postmaster quickly opened the letter and everyone in the post office gathered

around him wanting to know what Rancho wrote to God.

Rancho Lucas

The Violet Hill

Argentina

20th May 1999

Dear God

I am really grateful to you for sending the money. I knew you wouldn't let my family

go hungry. Of the money you send me I only received 70 pesos. Please send me the

rest. I really need the money. But, this time please, God don't send it through the

mail, because the people working here in this post office are all a bunch of thieves.

Questions page 150

1. Do you think it is important to have faith? Why? Give reasons to support your answer

Answer : Yes I did because , if we have faith , it can in crease our strong to endure our life. 

2. Do you think it was justified on Rancho's part to consider the post office employees as bunch of thieves? Discuss.                  

Answer: No, I didn’t , it not right because the postmaster actually sent, 70 pesos to rancho’s house

3.  Do you think Rancho did the right thing by asking God for help? Discuss  

Answer : Yes, he was right, but he was not thank full        

4. When people go through difficult times, they come out of difficult times stronger and more experienced. Do you think it is god's way of empowering people to fulfill the life's purpose on earth? Give reasons to support you answer. 

Answer : yes , I do because with trials, we can see one's effort in facing the trials that befall, whether they strive or give up.

5. What do you think of Rancho? Do you sympathize with him and his family? I  think Rancho is a patient man.  

Answer : Yes, I do. Even though his farm was destroyed, he didn't give up easily because he has a strong faith.

6.  Did you anticipate that the story would end like this? What were your thoughts about the ending? Answer : No, didn't I think the ending is a plot twist. I thought Rancho would at least be grateful for what he got. Instead, he accused the post office employee of thieving.

7. We always pray to god asking for his help. Describe a time when you asked god for something but he answered your prayer in a way you had not anticipate. How did you feel? Were you happy the way things turned out to be? 

Answer : There was a time when I felt so hungry. I didn't have any pocket money left. I prayed silently in my heart to god for some food. Then, when I was walking, I found money Rp5.000 on the road. At first, I had a doubt because it wasn't my money, but because I was hungry I used the money to buy a chocolate for Rp2.000 and donated the rest into a charity box in the mosque. I felt so happy. Yes, I was. Because god has answered my prayer in the most unexpected way.

8. If you had a chance to rewrite the story, how would the story end? Write a new ending of the story! Answer : If I had the chance to rewrite the story, I would create a good ending where Rancho found out that it was the post office employee and the postmaster who had helped him in his difficult time. So, he will apologize for accusing them and also be grateful to them for helping him. 

After reading Letter to God story:

1. Have you ever faced a situation in which all odds were against you but you had unflinching faith in God and believed that everything will be resolved? Write about this situation and describe your feelings. (write it in the comment below!)

1. Have you ever faced a situation in which all odds were against you but

you had unflinching faith in God and believed that everything will be

resolved? Write about this situation and describe your feelings. 

2. write a letter about your situation in no.1 in your blog!

I once had trouble getting into high school. where I feel confused about where to find  school that will accept my mediocre grades. at that time I felt dizzy and confused, what should I do to end this problem, but I am not a person who gives up easily, I have God who is always there for me, God knows what is best for me. I leave everything to God because I know God is giving the best choice for me.

Biography Dewi Sartika

Name: RADEN DEWI SARTIKA 

Place and date of birth: Cicalengka, Bandung, 4 desember 1884

Place and date of death: Tasikmalaya, West Java, 19 September 1947

Parents name

Father: Raden Rangga Somanaagara

Mother: Raden Ayu Rajapermas

Family’s name

Husband: R. KD. Agah Suriawinata

Child: Raden Atot Suriawinata

Raden Dewi Sartika is one of the figures who fighters for the emancipation of women. Similar to RA Kartini, this woman who was born in Cicalengka, December 4, 1884, aspires to advance the education of women.

Raden Dewi Sartika is a pioneering figure in education for women. He was recognized as a National Hero by the Indonesian Government in 1966.

Raden Dewi Sartika is the daughter of Raden Somanegara and Raden Ayu Permas. His father was a governor in Bandung who was very nationalist. When his father and mother were arrested and exiled to Ternate (Maluku), then he was entrusted with his uncle, Patih Aria, who lives in Cicalengka. Dewi was born in Bandung, December 4, 1884, she was a pioneering figure in education for women. Recognized as a National Hero by the Government of Indonesia in 1966

Dewi Sartika is very persistent in fighting for the fate and dignity of women. On January 16, 1904, he founded a school for the wife or school for girls in Bandung. In 1910, the wife's school changed its name to sakola kautama wife. The wife's school continues to receive positive attention from the community. The number of students increased, even the Kepatihan Bandung room that was borrowed before was no longer sufficient to accommodate students. To overcome this, the Wife's School was then moved to a wider area. Over the course of time, six years since it was founded, in 1910, the name of the School for the Wife was slightly updated to the Primary School for the Wife. Changes are not only in name, but also increase in subjects.

Then in 1913, the Kautama wife organization was also established in Tasikmalaya. This organization houses the schools founded by Dewi Sartika. In 1929, Sakola Kautama wife changed its name to Sakolah Raden Dewi and by the Dutch East Indies government a large and complete new building was built.

She tried hard to educate the girls so that later they could be good housewives, independent, flexible, and skilled. So for that, he gave many lessons related to domestic development. To cover the operational costs of the school, he worked hard to find funds. All his toil did not feel a burden, but turned into an inner satisfaction because he had succeeded in educating his people. One thing that adds to her enthusiasm is the encouragement from various parties, especially from Raden Kanduruan, Agah Suriawinata, her husband, who has helped her a lot in realizing her struggle, both energy and thoughts.

In 1947, due to Dutch military aggression, Dewi Sartika took refuge with the fighters who continued to fight against the Dutch to defend independence. It was while evacuating that, to be precise, on 11 September 1947, Dewi Sartika, who was elderly, died in Cinean, West Java. After things were safe, his grave was moved to Bandung.

Last Leaf

Many artists lived in Greenwich Village in New York City. Sue and Johnsy, two artists, also lived there in a studio apartment. Their rooms were at the top of old building in Greenwich Village.

In November, it was very cold and with it a cold unseen stranger, whom the doctors called Phenumonia, stalked the city, tocuhing one here and there with his icy fingers. The icy finger of Phenumonia also touched Johnsy. She was very ill, lying in her bed and not moving at all. A doctor visited her every day but Johnsy was not getting better. One morning, the doctor spoke to Sue outside johnsy’s room.

“I can’t help her,” the doctor said. “She is very sad and has no desire to live. Someone must make her happy again. What is she interested in?” “Painting!” said the doctor. “That won’t help her!”

Sue was distressed by this news and didn’t know what to do to help Johnsy. She went into in the workroom and cried and then she swaggered into Johnsy’s room with her drawing board, whistling ragtime. Johnsy lay silently in her bed with her face towards the window. Sue stopped whistling, thinking Johnsy was asleep.

Sue arrange her board and began drawing to illustrate a magazine story. As Sue was sketching a figure of a hero, an Idaho cowboy, she heard a low sound, several times repeated. She went quickly to the bedside.

Johnsy’s eyes were open wide. She was looking out the window and counting-counting backwards.

“Twelve,” she said, and little later “eleven”; and then “ten,’ and “nine”; and then “eight” and “seven”, almost together.

Sue looked out of the window wondering what was there to count. There was only a bare, dreary yard to be seen, and the blank side of the brick house twenty feet away. An old, old ivy vine, gnarled and decayed at the roots, climbed half way up the brick wall. The cold breath of autumn has stricken its leaves from the vine until its skeleton branchesclung, almost barem to the crumbling bricks.

“What is it, dear?” asked Sue.

“Six,” said johnsy, in almost a whisper. ” They’re falling faster now. three days ago there were almost a hundred. My head ached when I was counting them but now it’s easy. There goes another one. There are only five left now.

“Five what, dear/ tell me.”

“Leaves on the ivy vine. When the last one dalls I must go, too, I’ve known that for three days. Didn’t the doctor tell you?”

“Oh, i never heard of such nonsense,” complained Sue, with magnificent scorn. “What have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well? Try to sleep,” said Sue. “I must call Behrman up to be my model for the old hermit miner. I’ll not be gone a minute. Don’t cry to move till come back.”

Old Behrman was a painter who lived on the ground floor of the same building. He was sizty years old and had always dreamed of painting a masterpiece, but unfortunately till now he was not able to fulfill his dream. Sue found Behrman in his dimly lighted apartment sitting in his chair. She told him of Johnsy’s condition. Old Behrman, with his red eyes plainly streaming, shouted his contempt and derision for such idiotic imaginings.

Johnsy was sleeping when they went upstairs. Sue pulled the shade down to the windowsill, and motioned Behrman into the other room. in ther they peered out the window fearfully at the ivy vine. Then they looked at each other for a moment without speaking. A persistent, cold rain was falling, mingled with snow. When Sue awoke from an hour’s sleep the next morning, she found Johnsy with dull, wide-open eyes staring at the drawn greens shade.

“Pull it up; I want to see,” she ordered, in whisper. Wearily Sue obeyed. “It is the last one,” said Johnsy. It will fall today, and I shall die at the same time.” “Dear, dear!” said Sue, leaning her worn face down to the pillow, “think of me, id you won’t think of yourself. What would I do? But Johnsy did not answer.

The leaf stayed on the vine all day. That night, there was more wind and rain. When it was light enough, Johnsy commanded that shade be raised. The ivy leaf was still there.

I’ve been a foolish girl, Sue,” said Johnsy. :I wanted to die but the last leaf stayed on the vine to teach me a lesson. Please bring me some soup now.” “you know Sue, some day I hope to paint the Bay of Naples.”

The doctor visited the girls in the afternoon. “Take good care of your friend,” he said. “She is going to get well. Now I have to go downstairs. I have to visit Mr. Behrman. He has pneumonia too. I must send him to the hospital.

The next day, the doctor said to Sue: “She’s out of danger. You won. Nutrition and care now that’s all.” And that afternoon Sue came to the bed where Johnsy lay, contentedly knitiing a woolen shoulder scarf. “I have something to tell you, dear,” she said. “Mr. Behrman died of pneumonia today in the hospital. He was ill only two days. The janitor found him the morning of the first dat in his room downstairs helpless with pain. His shoes and clothing were wet through and icy cold. They couldn’t imagine where he had been on such a dreadful night. And then they found a lantern, still lighted, and a ladder that had been dragged from its place, and some scattered brushes, and a palette with green and yellow colors mixed on it, and look out the window, dear, at the last ivy leaf on the wall. Didn’t you wonder why it never fluttered or moved when the wind blew? ah, darling, it’s Behrman’s masterpiece – he painted it there the night that the last leaf fall. (Adapted from The Last Leaf by O. Henry, 1907).

Assalamualaikum hi all today I'm going to share a little story about the experiences I've had.

Write a short narrative story about your experience. What is the greatest sacrifice you have ever made for your family or friends? Describe it and publish it in your blog!

I used to feel sad, worried, and afraid of losing. because at that time my mother was sick and had to be cared for. My mother was treated at Islamic Hospital. At that time I was having a walk from school and I was not told that my mother was hospitalized. My mother said, "Don't tell her so she can enjoy the trip. Don't make him worry and thought because Mom is in the hospital and he says, "Just let it be, I'll give you the told, later so it's not calm to walk around because you think about Mama". How do friends feel if there is a family member who is sick but doesn't tell him that he is sick, it sure feels like he wants to be angry but can't but what can I do? Until finally I found out that my mother was sick when I was picked up by   my sister and my sister said that my mother was being treated from yesterday. I don't think I want to go home, but I want to go straight to the hospital to see my Mom, but my sister said I went home first and then went to the hospital, yes like it or not like I to go home first and then to the hospital.

VANITY , WHAT IS THY PRICE?

2. Have you ever borrowed something and lost it? How did you try to find

it? Write it in your blog!

Ever borrowed but never lost it. ask first when was the last time he used it. if he doesn't remember help him find it and if he doesn't find it please forgive and allow him to replace it.

Vanity and Pride

Narrator:

Madame Loise was pretty girl born into poor family. She had no expectation and she felt so trapped by her situation that she married a little clerkin agoverment office. Her tastes were simple because she had never been able to afford any other, but she was as unhappy as though she had married beneath her status; for women have no caste and class, their beauty, grace, and charm serving them for birth or family. She suffered endlessly, feeling herself born every delicacy and luxury. She suffered from the poorness of her house, from its bare walls, worn chairs, and ugly curtains.

Scene 1

MONSIEUR LOISEL: Sweetheart, I have a surprise for you.

MADAME LOISEL: Really, what is the surprise?

MONSIEUR LOISEL: See for yourself.

(He place the invitation on the table.)

Swiftly she tears open the envelop and draws out a printed car and reads out.

“The Minister and Madame Ramponneau 

request the pleasure of the company of 

Monsieur and Madame Loisel 

at the Ministery on the evening of Monday, January the Eeighteenth.”

MONSIEUR LOISEL: Isn’t it wonderful?

MADAME LOISEL: What do you mean? What can i do with it?

(She tosses the invitation on the table)

MADAME LOISEL: I have nothing suitable to wear to this glamorous occasion.

MONSIEUR LOISEL: Why..Why, you can wear your theater gown, of course. It’s really quite suitable.

[Monsieur Loisel paces and thinks.]

MONSIEUR LOISEL: There must be a way! How much do you thik a suitable gown would cost, something very simple but elegan as well, of course.

MADAME LOISEL: I’m not too sure, but maybe 400 francs.

MONSIEUR LOISEL: I’ve been saving and i think i have just about 400 francs. You could take it to buy a gown.

Scene 2

MONSIEUR LOISEL: You make any dress come to life, my dear. How ravishing you look!

MADAME LOISEL: [Pouting and Whining] But I’ll be disgraced!

MONSIEUR LOISEL: Disgraced? What can you possibly mean? You will be the most beautiful woman there!

MADAME LOISEL: You just don’t understand! It’s so annoying! I don’t have a single piece of jewelry to wear with my gown.

MONSIEUR LOISEL: There is one thing, one possibility that you’ve forgotten.

MADAME LOISEL: [sniffs] What’s that?

MONSIEUR LOISEL: Your old classmate! Madame Jeanne Forestier! She is really well of. I’m sure she would be willing to lend you some of her jewelry!

MADAME LOISEL: [Her sniffs turn into laughter and joy.] Of course! I can borrow something suitable from Jeanne. Thank you, darling.

Narrator:

Madame Loisel was absolutely smashing! She was prettier than any of other women: elegant, graceful smiling and wild with joy. Everyone noticed her, and her husband’s boss seemed to want every dance with her.

Scene 3

MADAME LOISEL: [Looking in mirror] Oh my God! Oh no, no.. I…I have…Oh my God, this can not happen!

MONSIEUR LOISEL: What? What is it?

MADAME LOISEL: I have lost Madame Forestier’s necklace!

MONSIEUR LOISEL: It can’t be true! It’s impossible!

[They begin frantically searching through their coats and clothes, and on the floor.]

MADAME LOISEL: Oh God, help us!

MONSIEUR LOISEL: It must be here somewhere. Necklace don’t just evaporate.

[Madame Loisel begins weeping and sobbing as she searches.]

MONSIEUR LOISEL: I shall go back on foot, over the entire route, to see whether or not i can find it.

[He rushes out. Madame Loisel sinks into a chair, sobbing. After more than a hour he comes back.]

MADAME LOISEL: Did you find it? Tell me! Did you?

MONSIEUR LOISEL: [reamains silent]

MADAME LOISEL: Did you find it or not?

MONSIEUR LOISEL: I am afraid not.

Scene 4

Narrator:

Madame Loisel didn;t tell Madame Forestier that she lost her neclace and she chose to replace it. The replacement cost them everything. Madame Loisel came to know the ghastly life of abject poverty. Their previous life seemed downright luxurious compared to what they had now.

MONSIEUR LOISEL: MAtilda, my love. I have made the last payment on our debt. We have nothing left for ourselves, but at least we are free from the loan of 20000 francs.

MADAME LOISEL: Free at last

MONSIEUR LOISEL: Look! Isn;t that Madame Forestier over there? You have not spoken to her since that day. Go talk to her.

MADAME LOISEL: Uh, Hello. Good day.

MADAME FORESTIER: You must have mistaken me for someone else. Ecuse me please…

MADAME LOISEL: Jeanne, don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Matilda.

MADAME FORESTIER: Matilda? But it can’t be. You look so worn and old

MADAME LOISEL: No really, It’s me. I’ve changed because I have had to endure ten hard years of manual labor, scrubbing floors and taking in laundry.

MADAME FORESTIER: My dear, what could have happened to make you do that?

MADAME LOISEL: It was your necklace, or rather my desire to be elegant, that caused this.

MADAME FORESTIER: But how is that possible? I have the necklace. I wore it to the theater just other night.

MADAME LOISEL: The necklace you have is actually just a replacement. I’m afraid that i lost yours. We borrowed money to purchase a replacement and have spent the past ten years paying off the debt, but today, we have made the last payment.

MADAME FORESTIER: Ten years? Surely it could not have taken that long to pay off the amount needed to replace the necklace?

MADAME LOISEL: What do you mean?

MADAME FORESTIER: Mine was a fake; replacement should have cost you nothing more than 500 francs. Oh, my poor, poor, dear Matilda.

 

Hopes and Dreams

If you were given a chance to give a speech in front of a presidents and prime minister of the world, what would you talk about?

My name is miftahul Jannah. I was given a chance to give a speech in front of a president and prime minister. I am standing here to deliver my speech about the current pandemic.

Ladies and gentlemen,  the beginning of  pandemic starting in early March 2020, it's been almost a year Covid-19 outbreak that has hit the world. even now it's years 2021, but the pandemic has not yet subsided.

Because of the current pandemic, ladies and gentlemen are starting to get saturated and bosan because  are just staying at home. Not only that, in the midst of a pandemic like this, it must be the economy, all of you, including myself, must have experienced a very drastic economic decline.

During the pandemic we are not advised by the government to work outside the home and we are not allowed to go anywhere.

Ye, no matter what, we have to stay home so we can break the chain of Covid 19, if the chain is broken, we can do activities as usual.

The Covid-19 pandemic has indeed changed many things from normal human life. Starting from communication habits, habits, habits in health, including the habit of using masks. this will continue as long as the Covid-19 pandemic is not over.

I hope the current pandemic ends soon

Thank you 

ANTI BULLYING

 MY LITTLE BABY JAYA 

● Definition of Bullying

Bullying is an ongoing and deliberate misuse of power in relationships through repeated verbal, physical and/or social behaviour that intends to cause physical, social and/or psychological harm. It can involve an individual or a group misusing their power, or perceived power, over one or more persons who feel unable to stop it from happening.

Bullying can happen in person or online, via various digital platforms and devices and it can be obvious (overt) or hidden (covert). Bullying behaviour is repeated, or has the potential to be repeated, over time (for example, through sharing of digital records).

Exercise page 126

BULLYING

1. Do you think bullying is a serious issue in your school? Give reasons to support your opinion

Ø  Yes, I think bullying is a serious issue because it affects students both psychology cally and physically. Beside that school is a place to get education. Students should feel comfortable being in school and should’t be fear of getting bullied by other students

2. Did this opinion article raise / change your awareness about bullying? Please explain

Ø  Yes of course, by reading this article irise my awareness about bullying because this article gives me more information about it and shows me that bullying is kind of a crime.

3. Do you think it is necessary to educate people on issue of bullying? Why? Give reasons to support your opnion

Ø Yes, I think people should get education about bullying to decrease amount of bullying

4. Do you think bullying should be declared as punishable crime? Give reasons to support your answer

Ø Yes, it should be declared as punishable crime to give punishmen for people who have done bullying so that others will be fear to do bullying

5. Discuss the article on bullying in a group? Does it change your perspective on bullying or not? Give reasons to support your answer

Ø  No, my perspective about bullying is same because my friends have the same perspective as mine. They also think that bullying is a crime. For example, the victims of bullying will get trauma psychologi cally not only being injured.

6. Are you aware of cyber bullying? Do you think it is worse than physical bullying? Why? Support your opinion with example

Ø  Yes, I aware any kind of bullying. I think physical bullying is worst than cyber bullying because it makes the victim injured physically and psychologically but cyber bullying only affects physically

7. What can young people like you do to prevent or stop bullying? List at three things you and your friends can do to prevent or stop bullying

Ø  To prevent bullying we can :

·  Prevent to get involved in bullying

· Solve every problem with friend in the right way not by doing bullying

· Inform to other friends that bullying is harm.

The story of a father who has physical disabilities but never fails to give love and affection to his daughter named Jaya. Jaya is a kind and friendly daughter, a singer at church, never ashamed of her father's condition.

Jaya is bullied by her classmate because she has stolen a boyfriend from one of her upperclassmen and is jealous of her grand voice, besides that because of her poor family condition and her father who has a physical deficiency.

Jaya is bullied by her classmate by asking her male friend for help to rape Jaya. Jaya was raped by 3 male classmates in his own rich house when he was raped, his class brother was just silent outside and one rich friend just stayed silent, even his classmate made his rich friend get drunk. After being raped by 3 men, the 3 men peed on them.

Even before jaya was raped, jaya was ignited by a guy who admitted that he liked jaya but it turned out that the guy didn't like him at all, but only played with the feeling of being victorious.

I think the bullying that happened to Jaya was so severe that it swallowed up a soul just because of bullying. The best way is to stop bullying if you really don't like it or misunderstand, please finish it well - either don't bully people immediately and never carry your parents or insult your parents.

I took the bullies issue from the Korean movies I watched. I took the issue of bullies from the films I wI took the bullies issue from the Korean movies I watched. I took the issue of bullies from the films I watched because in my opinion the bullies in the film were very severe and not exemplary and don't ever do this in real life.

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7 DEADLY SAINS

There are 7 people gathered in one place, 7 people have very big sins, each of them has pride, envy, wrath, sloth, lust, gluttony, greed. There is an executioner who will torture the 7 people. The executioner will give 5 questions and each question must be answered honestly. If answered with a lie the executioner will torture him by removing their body parts such as teeth, fingers, hands, head, feet, ears and others, but even if honestly the executioner will delay torturing him but the end - in the end all of them will die in the hands of the executioner. All of this was done so that all of them would confess their sins. Slowly the executioner began to ask the 7 people one by one.

Vinty 

Executioner: Now you are arrogant, what have you done with your arrogance huh?

Arrogant people: I am not arrogant, I am a good person and I never do arrogant things. (speak casually without fear)

Executioner: don't lie to you, I know all your arrogance. Hurry up and tell me what you've done with your arrogance or I'll torture you if you don't want to confess

Arrogant people: yes yes I admit that I have belittled and abused my friends in front of the teachers.

Executioner: not only that you do quickly confess and be honest

Arrogant people: I have acknowledged my arrogance and there is no arrogance that I do anymore

Executioner: Don't dodge, be honest, or I'll pull out your teeth one by one

Arrogant people: don't .. don't .. please don't be ok I will confess the other arrogance of mine

Executioner: yes confess now !!!

Arrogant man: well I will be my prey. I have shown off the items I bought yesterday on Instagram, then I pride myself in front of my friends. That is the pride that I do, no more pride that I make. (speaking with fear and trembling)

Executioner: yes now you step aside and don't run away if you run away I'll chop off your head. Understand…?

Arrogant people: yes ... yes, I understand (spoke reluctantly and looked down)

Executioner: good…. Get out of the way !!!

Arrogant person: (didn't answer and stepped aside)