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My Bad Experince
I had a bad experience last week. In the morning, my mother and I planned to go to the market.
We were going to buy vegetables. As soon as I had gone out from my house, my mother reminded me
to bring an extra bag. She said that she would buy a lot of vegetables. After I had put on my sandals, I
took the extra bag on the shelf. I was waiting in the terrace while my mother was dressing her up. We
were ready to go to the market at 6.20 a.m
We went there buy public transportation. So, we must walk first to find it. After we had walked
for around 100 m, we found the public transportation. There were a lot of passengers. I saw an old man
with a black tshirt and a black hat. I was a bit worry with him. He looked so suspucious. But, I tried to
keep positive thinking.
Because the market is near, my mother and I only need 5 minutes to go there. One by one the
passengers went out of the car. An old man was the first. As soon as the car had stopped, he straight
away went out then he stayed next to the exit door of the car. I looked at him. He seemed to be waiting
for something. My mother and I went out of the car. I had told her to keep her wallet well before she
went out of the car. Then I paid the money to the driver.
As soon as we had come in to the market, we started to pick the fresh vegetables. My mother
took 1 kg carrots, 1 kg potatoes, 1 kg cucumbers, and 1 kg garlics. Those were so heavy. So, we divided.
I brought the carrots potatoes, my mother brought the cucumbers and the garlics. Luckily, we had an
extra bag so we didn’t need to buy a new one.
Suddenly, I heard an old lady shouted. She was so panicky. I turned around my body and asked
her “What happened mam?” she answered “I have been stolen and the thief is being hit by the people
there” she pointed. My mother and I walked closer there. We wanted to see the thief. Oh my God! The
thief was the old man with a black tshirt and black hat. He was at the same car with us. We were so
surprised and worried. Because of that, we did not go home by a public transportation. My father would
pick us up and we arrived home safely.
Chocolate From Australia
I was having an online class when my big brother arrived at home from his job. He was
unemployment 2 years ago. But now, he is a pilot. He always travels around the world. He has been to
America, London, Australia, Paris, German and any other countries. He is back home once a month.
So, before he was coming back home I always asked him to bring a chocolate from Australia, but he
always forgot it.
He opened my room’s door, but I ignore him because I was still having an online class. I thought,
he would not get mad. He has never got mad to because of a little things. Actually, he is very kind but
he’s so annoying. After I had finished my online class, I came over my big brother. He was in the dining
room with my parents. They were ready to eat, but they were waiting for me. Then he said, “Omg, I’m
so hungry. I have been waiting for 5 hours”. But, I didn’t believe him. He made a joke.
My big brother told his experince while we were eating in the dining room. Eventually, the food
was over and the story from my big brother ended. I tidied up all the tools then went back to my room.
Not long after that someone knocked at the door, he was my brother. I saw, he brought something on
his hands. “You always texts me to bring a chocolate from Australia,right? So, this is for you” my
brother said. I was so surprise, he remembered it. Then I said “Thank you so much bro”.
Camping
My brother and I went camping with our mother and father. I tried to set up the tent, but she
could not be able to do it. She asked a help to her brother, he might do it. Then my brother decided to
set up the tent with father and I collected the stricks to make a bonfire with mother.
Once the tent was set up. Mother tidied up our things in the tent but it was dark. “Naufal, Can
you give me a torch please? it’s dark” Mother said. I gave the torch to her mother “Yes mom, here’s a
torch”. After everything had been ready, they started a fire in the bonfire pit. My brother and I looked
for long stick to use for cooking marshmallow over the fire while the fire was heating up. We found
four perfect sticks, one for each of us.
We were cooking happily. But suddenly my stick broke. So I had a short one. I put another
mashmallow over the fire. Because the stick was short, the fire heated my fnger. I shouted “AWWWW”.
My brother and parents were shock. “Ryan, Can you help to take the first aid box in the tent please?”
Father asked. Without taking a long time my brother took the first aid box in the tent as fast as he could.
Then mother applied the ointment on my fingers. Because of that accident, we ended the bonfire and
go sleep.

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