Descriptive Text

My Teacher

When I was in senior high school, I had a unique teacher. His name is Mr. Sudjiono. He was my English teacher.

Every people said that Mr. Sudjiono is unique. He has a tall and thin body, wears glasses and when he taught us, he always talked with funny voice. Mr Sudjiono always bring many keys, and he put it in his pocket. When he sat, he always put one of his leg in his other leg.

Mr. Sudjiono is a good teacher. He taught us well, and sometimes he gave us some jokes, eventhough sometimes his joke wasn’t funny too. He is a kind hearted person. That’s why many students love him.

Narrative Text

Who Is The Food’s Thieve?

Our family just moved to this town since three weeks ago. We moved here because of my Dad’s job. Everything was okay at the beginning. We got a new house at a good environment. We got nice neighbours too here.

But since few days ago, our kitchen always messed up every morning. Our  foods were miss. We thought that it was stolen by mice, so my Dad tried to put on a mouse trap. But it didn’t works. The food was missing and missing again.

My Dad decided to monitoring the kitchen at the middle of night. He hide behind the kitchen door. Suddenly, someone entrance the kitchen. Dad caught him, and he was surprise. He is our driver!

“Why did you steal our foods? “ asked my Dad.

“I’m sorry, Sir. I took those foods for the securities who guard this home. How poor they are. They did they job with empty stomach.”

Then we realized that we didn’t care much about our securities. We just paid them without care about they health. Since that, we always give them food beside paid their salary. And for the honest driver, we gave him special gift which he could enjoy with his family