so fast the husband brought the motorcycle. to a corner the motorcycle they ridden rammed another motorcycle. the wife was fell from the motorcycle. the wife ignore her situation, but she ignores the state of the baby she is pregnant with.
knowing his wife fell and rolled, the husband immediately helped his wife and immediately sought help. then, the husband took him to the hospital. the doctor said the wife, had a broken leg. magically, the baby is still in good shape. the team of doctors immediately take the C-section to find out the whether the baby is alive or not.
Allahmdulillah, thank's to Allah help and alertness of the father. the baby is still alive. sixteen year passed, now the baby who has entered adulthood is writing about his life story. the baby is.... Arradji Syaban Alfaridji.
yes, now.. i want to tell to you about my story when i still in kindergarten school until i am in vocational high school.
Arradji Syaban Alfaridji a child listed in kindergarten school. First, i am late to school. They were started in June, but i'm started in October. I still remember, when I was ran and my friend by deliberately pushing iron fences towards my face and .. buk! The fences was right on my nose. My nose was bleeding, and the teacher help as soon as possible. I still remember it. That my friend was named M.Rizki Putra. Now, he is a student at vocational high school industry partnerout of my childhood, I sit on the bench sd. still where I go to school. I remember, I went to sd when the year 2007 ago. I remember when I was in third grade sd, I was once accused of stealing cassava. So at that time, my school was close to the cassava garden. At that time my friends, are pulling cassava trees. I went there and yelled, forbidding them to do that. Instantly, the teachers came, and called the children on the scene. And punish the next day. I am called and the accused as a thief. I am sad and hope the parents do not know the incident. But still they know it, but just keep quiet. Because they know I'm not a bad boy.
Time passed, I arrived in seventh grade and, yes. Still in the same place. Al-Ansori junior high school. This is the last time I went to school here. Hmmm, I still remember when I grade eight, I have been active in OSIS activities. Yes! I was then elected as chairman of OSIS. But unfortunately, the term of office as chairman of OSIS I do not use as well as possible. I as a role model can not set a good example. Instead I come with naughty kids. In the past, often went to blur Friday prayers to mosques outside school.An unforgettable experience is when I trade. I do a variety of wet cakes. There I am very happy to get more money. But on the one hand I often feel sad, because often in bully by other students. But that's no problem for me. Huft ... I once felt the loss of adolescence. Children in their teenage years spend their time to, yes ... maybe for dating, they say it's fair to be a teenager. A sense of love towards the opposite sex must exist. But I do not. Never felt how it was dating, but if hurt, often .... Yes it sometimes sounds funny.
Log in 2016, I'm in 9th grade. And since a year ago I was preparing my physical registration for new students in mitra industri vocational hight school. On the 2nd of january I registered and on 13 May 2017 has already started its test.Very tense at that time, until one night, when my friend and I were staying in front of the house, I received the news that there was already an announcement of the first test result. And boom! Alhamdulillah I got away in the first test.
Then the catching thing happened again, when the interview test by 3 high-ranking mitra industri vocational high school. I was very tense then, after filing several statements about myself, the test was finally done. And waiting again for something very important again. Boom! I declared escaped ... Alhamdulillah ...finally here I am, in class 10 industrial electronics 1 mitra industri vocational high school. Hope everything works with what I expect .... in there, i have got much more new friend. still waiting for new story again, from my life. thank you..
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