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Wednesday, March 27, 2013

What is narrative text??


Narrative text is a kind of text to retell the story. The purpose of the text is to entertain or to amuse the readers or listeners about the story.
The generic structure of Narrative text :
  1. Orientation :
It set the scene and introduce the participants (it answers the question : who, when, what, and where).
  1. Complication :
Tells the problems of the story and how the main characters solve them.
  1. Resolution :
The crisis is revolved, for better or worse.
  1. Re-orientation :
The ending of the story.
  1. Evaluation :
The stepping back to evaluate the story or the moral message of the story

Linguistic features :
  1. Use active verbs.
  2. Use past tense.
  3. Use conjunction.
  4. The first person (I or We) or the third person (He, She, or They).
  5. Use specific nouns.
  6. Use adjective and adverbs
Kind of Narrative text :
  1. Legend : Sangkuriang, Malin Kundang, etc.
  2. Fable : Mousedeer and crocodile.
  3. Fairy tale : Cinderella, Snow white, PeterPan, etc.
  4. Science fiction

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Narrative Text: The Legend of Broom

There was once a simple good villager, who was the father of four boys. He took good care of his children, and worked hard so that they could all live well and happily, with enough to eat everyday, and  a comfortable home in which to live. The sons had a good life because their kind father took such loving care of his family.
This good villager, whose name was Astina ,enjoyed reading the holy stories of Bali. Every evening after his work was finished and all and all his children had been fed and put to bed, Astina  took out his book of holy stories and read them till he felt too tired and went to sleep himself. He believed in the teachings of these holy stories and tried both to understand and to follow them, in order that he might lead an even better life than he was already leading.

However, Astina’s four sons were not like him. They did not follow their father’s kindly ways. Everyday his son’s fought among themselves or with their neighbors, and caused much trouble within their village. This distress Astina much, and he spent many nights wondering how to change the ways of his boys. During these nights  Astina also consulted the holy books of Bali, hoping to learn from them some ways to solve his problem and to stop his children from quarreling.


One evening, his four sons had been especially naughty, and Astina hah had to listen to complaints from several neighbor on his return home after a hard say in the field.

Astina decided to call his children together and to talk seriously to them, Astina asked his sons to sit down. Then he went to the kitchen and brought out the kitchen broom, which was made from the strong veins of the leaves of the coconut palm.

Please, Astina said to his sons, take this broom and try to break it. The youngest tried first, but he could not break the strong broom because the straw were tightly bound together. Then the third son tried, and also failed. Then the second, and finally the eldest, but none could break the broom.

Now, their father said,’I want to show you something. He untied the broom and the straws fell to floor. He picked them up one by one and broke them. ‘The straws of this broom are easily broken when they are not tied together in one bunch’, the kind father told his sons.

We are the same, my sons. One by one , we can be broken. But when we stay together we are strong. If we do live as one family, we will be happy. Let us live as one and be like this broom – close together, strong and happy. From that day on , the four brothers learned to play and work together without quarreling.

Narrative Text: The Legend of Magic Pear

Long ago, there was a farmer in Taiwan who was very greedy. One day he took  some pears to the market for sale. An old monk came up to his cart and asked for one of  the pears.
Why should I give one to you? Asked the farmer. “ You are a lazy good – for nothing.”
“You have hundreds of pears,” answer  the monk. “You will not be able to sell all of them. I ask for only one. Why are you so angry?
Everyone said  that the farmer should give the monk one of the smaller pears. But he still refused.
Finally, a merchant who was there bought a pear and gave it to the monk.
“Thank you sir,” said the monk. “ I am a holy man. I must not be selfish. I invite everyone to eat pears with me.”
Someone asked him, ‘ How can you do that? You have only one pear.”
“wait until I have finished eating this pear,” said the monk. “ I shall then plant one of the seeds and it will quickly grow into a pear tree.”
The monk then dug a  hole a few inches deep and planted a pear seed in it. He asked someone to bring some water with wich to water the seed. Within  a very  short time, the seed grew into a tree. There were  branches and leaves on it, and many  large sweet-smelling pears.
The monk climbed up the tree. He threw down pear after pear to the people waiting below. When all the pears were finished, the monk climbed down to the ground. He took his axe and cut down the tree and carried it away with him.
The farmer was furious but there was nothing he could do. He turned round to look at his cart. All his pears had disappeared! Also an axle of his cart had gone! Then he realized what had happened. The clever monk had used the axle as the trunk of the pear  tree. All the pears which the monk had given away had been taken from his cart.
He rushed the monk, but the monk was nowhere to be seen. However, he found the freshly-cut axle of his cart lying on the ground outside the city gate.
Everyone laughed at him. “It is your own fault for being so greedy,” they said.

Narrative Text: Golden Swan

One night,  as the poor widow was sleeping restlessly, she heard her husband’s voice – “I have come back to help you”. The widow sat up and looked around. She knew she was dreaming , and in her dream she went outside. A large swan spoke to her with the chief hunter’s voice – “ I know how hard it is  for you”. The widow was happy to hear her husband’s voice, yet sad because she knew it was a dream.

The words stuck her throat so she could not speak. The swan stood in the moonlight and said. “I wish I could be here with you.  “Then it came closer. She could see that many of its feathers were made of gold.  In the moonlight it seemed to be a golden swan. The golden swan said, “ put your hand out and take one of my golden feathers. Use the money for yourself and the children. Go on sleeping, I will return whenever you need  more. “The golden swan said in the voice of the chief Hunter. In the morning you will know this was a special dream. So the widow put the feather beside her bed and  went back to sleep.

She slept so well and so deeply it was as if her husband were still alive. When she woke up, she remember the dream and looked for golden feather. There in its place was money and gold. The woman was very happy and later she went to the village and bought food and clothing. She spent the money carefully and use it for her children and herself.

Narrative Text: Sleeping Beauty



Long time ago, in a faraway land. King Stevan and his queen wished for a child. Finally a daughter was born and they named her Aurora. To honor the baby princess the king help a great feast. He also invited his good friend king Hubert to the feast. King Hubert had brought his young son Philip. The kings agreed that someday Philip and Aurora would be married.
Among the guest were three good fairies, Flora, Fauna, and Marryweather. They wished to bless the princess with a give. Waving her wand, Flora said, “ My gift shall be the gift of beauty.” “ And mine.” Said Fauna, “ Shall be the gift of song.”, Marryweather turn was next. But before the Marryweather could speak the castle door flew opened. It was the evil witch named Maleficent. She was furious because she had not been to the feast. “ My gift for the child is, before the sun sets on her sixteenth birthday she shall prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel and die!” , Than she disappeared.

But Marryweather still had gift to give, so she said, “ She will not die but she will fall into a deep sleep and when theirs true love’s kiss the spell shall break and the princess opened her eyes!”
King Stevan feared the witch curse so the good fairies hatched a plan. They would take Aurora to live with them, deep in the woods, saved from Maleficent. The king and queen agreed with heavy heart.
To guard their secret, the fairies changed Aurora’s named to Briar Rose. The years passed quietly, and Briar Rose grew into a beautiful young woman. At last the princess reached her sixteenth birthday, in a mossy glen she danced and sang with her friends, the birds and animals. She told them of her beautiful dream about meeting a tall. Handsome boy and falling in love.
A handsome boy came. When he heard Briar Rose singing he jumped for his horse and reached out to take her hand. Briar Rose was startled. “ I do not mean to frighten you, but I feel like we have met before.” Said the youngman. Briar Rose felt very happy. But she didn’t know that he was prince Phillip and Prince Phillip didn’t know that she was Princess Aurora. Back at the cottage, Briar Rose told the fairies that she had falling in love. “ impossible! “ cried the fairies. Then, they told her that she was a royal princess. It was time to return home. Actually the witch Maleficent knew that Aurora was return home. Using her evil powers she lured Aurora to high tower in the tiny room spinning well suddenly appeared. “ Touch the spindle, touch it.''said the witch. The three good fairies rushed to the rescue, but they were too late. Aurora touched the sharp spindle and felt into deep sleep.
Meanwhile, the witch captured Phillip and chain him deep on her dungeon. But the good fairies had other plans for him. They melted the prince’s chain. And they armed him with the shield of virtue and the sword of truth. Than they sent him to the castle to awaken the princess.
When the witch saw Philip escaping she was changed into a Monstrous Dragon to stop him. Prince Phillip threw his sword to sword the witch. Then Maleficent was no more. Then Prince Phillip raced to the tower where his love lay sleeping. Gently he kissed her and Aurora eyes slowly opened. The kings and queens planed for the prince and princess wedding. And they lived happily.

Narrative Text: A Legend of Candy Cane

A candy maker in Indiana wanted to make a candy that would be a witness, so he made the Christmas Candy Cane. He incorporated several symbols for the birth, ministry, and death of Jesus Christ.

He began with a stick of pure white, hard candy. White to symbolize the Virgin Birth and the sinless nature of Jesus, and hard to symbolize the Solid Rock, the foundation of the church, and firmness of the promises of God.

The candy maker made the candy in the form of a "J" to represent the precious name of Jesus, who came to earth as our Savior. It also represents the staff of the "Good Shepherd" with which He reaches down into the ditches of the world to lift out the fallen lambs who, like all sheep, have gone astray.

Thinking that the candy was somewhat plain, the candy maker stained it with red stripes. He used the tree small stripes to show the stripes of the scourging Jesus received by which we are healed. The large red stripe was for the blood shed by Jesus on the Cross so that we could have the promise of eternal life, if only we put our faith and trust in Him. Unfortunately, the candy became known as a Candy Cane - a meaningless decoration seen at Christmas time. But the meaning is still there for those who "have eyes to see and ears to hear".

Narrative Text: Toba Lake

Once upon a time, there was a man who was living in north Sumatra. He lived in a simple hut in a farming field. The did some gardening and fishing for his daily life.

One day, while the man was do fishing, he caught a big golden fish in his trap. It was the biggest catch which he ever had in his life. Surprisingly, this fish turned into a beautiful princess. He felt in love with her and proposed her to be his wife. She said; "Yes, but you have to promise not to tell anyone about the secret that I was once a fish, otherwise there will be a huge disaster". The man made the deal and they got married, lived happily and had a daughter.

Few years later, this daughter would help bringing lunch to her father out in the fields. One day, his daughter was so hungry and she ate his father’s lunch. Unfortunately, he found out and got furious, and shouted; “You damned daughter of a fish”. The daughter ran home and asked her mother. The mother started crying, felt sad that her husband had broke his promise.

Then she told her daughter to run up the hills because a huge disaster was about to come. When her daughter left, she prayed. Soon there was a big earthquake followed by non-stop pouring rain. The whole area got flooded and became Toba Lake. She turned into a fish again and the man became the island of Samosir.