Four weeks ago, I was ordered by my lecturer to make a story about Little Red Riding Hood. It was as a mid test for all student of my class and it was a difficult task for me. I didn’t know how the way to start this task. For a brilliant idea, I needed to think so hard. I explored my brain, I hoped that I would find a divine inspiration there. But, I didn’t get anything. This task was a most difficult task in my live and I was conscious that a brilliant idea wouldn’t come because of a forced. So, I chose my lovely bedroom as a place to do this task. I always did this task on my holiday or at the evening. For me, my bedroom was a comfortable place to do that task.
I had some difficulties in the process of this task. They were external difficulty and internal difficulty. It was disturb my concentration. When I got an idea, I didn’t write it quickly. But, I just wrote the points of my idea on a note paper. I thought that my idea was interesting enough. After I got the point of my idea, then I started to type it on my laptop.
Troubles. It always came and made me mad. It was like a monster who wanted to eat me. My youngest sister always disturbed me when I was sitting in front of my laptop. She was attracted with my laptop. She thought, my laptop was her toy. If I forbade her to play my laptop, she cried loudly. It was make me couldn’t concentrate well. So, I should lock my door. Actually, my youngest sister was very cute. She was two years old. She has a beautiful eyes and her voice was so beautiful, although she couldn’t spell the words well. But, if I was in bad mood, she seen like a baby mouse who always damaged anything, included my task.
If I was confuse to determine something on my task, I always asked my friends. I asked them about their way to do their task. I needed it as a references for my task. Sometimes, I did my task until around more than 09.00 at the evening and at that time I always felt that there was genies who tried to disturb me. I felt they disseminated a sack of sands on my eyes. So that, I felt so sleepy. Because of that, I needed a cup of coffee or tea to accompany me. I thought that was a power to face my sleepiness. Beside that, sometimes I slept in a floor when I was doing my task and I forgot to turn my laptop off. Lucky, I didn’t loss my data.
I chose happy ending for my story. Because, I didn’t like sad ending. Beside that, glad ending was better than sad ending. I had weakness in my story, that was caused by details that written less. But, I thought that my story was interesting enough to read. Although, I didn’t include more details on my essay.
When I finished my task, then I printed it. I put a cover also. But, after I reread the essay, I found any wrong sentences there. So, I reprinted it until four times. Then, I went to campus to report my task. Unfortunately, when I arrived in my campus I found one wrong sentence again in my task. But I couldn’t do anything. Finally, I reported it to the lecturer as a mid test. I was little bit regret with this situation. If I had much times to repair my essay, I would do it well. But I was late.
I thought that writing wasn’t easy. This task made me like a monster for my youngest sister. Beside that, I needed too much energy and concentration when I did it. But, when you completed it, you would feel so happy and free.
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