KEONG MAS

NAMA : NUR HAMIDAH KELAS : VII 6

Once upon a time, there was a couple living in a palace. They were Prince Raden Putra and Dewi Limaran. Prince Raden Putra's father was the king of the kingdom. One day, Dewi Limaran was walking around in the palace garden. Suddenly she saw a snail. It was ugly and disgusting. "Yuck!" said Dewi Limaran and then she threw it away into a river. She did not know that the snail was actually an old and powerful witch. She could transform herself into anything. The witch was angry to Dewi Limaran. The witch put a spell on her and changed her into a golden snail. The witch then threw it away into the river. The golden snail was drifting away in the river and got caught into a net. An old woman was fishing and used her net to catch some fish. She was surprised to see a golden snail in her net. She took it and brought it home. When the old woman woke up in the morning, she was surprised that the house was in the good condition. The floor was mopped. And she also had food on the table. She was thinking very hard.

"Who did this to me? The person is very kind." It happened again and again every morning. The old woman was very curious. One night she decided to stay up late. She was peeping from her room to know who cooked for her. Then, she could not believe what she saw. The golden snail she caught in the river turned into a beautiful woman. The old woman approached her. "Who are you, young girl?" "I am Dewi Limaran, Ma'am. A witch cursed me. I can change back as a human only at night," explained Dewi Limaran. "The spell can be broken if I hear the melody from the holy gamelan," continued Dewi Limaran. The old woman then rushed to the palace. She talked to Prince Raden Putra about her wife. Prince Raden Putra was so happy. He had been looking for his wife everywhere. He then prayed and meditated. He asked the gods to give him the holy gamelan. He wanted to break the witch's spell. After several days praying and meditating, finally gods granted his wish. He immediately brought the holy gamelan to the old woman's house. He played it beautifully. And then amazingly the golden snail turned into the beautiful Dewi Limaran. The couple was so happy that they could be together again. They also thanked the old woman for her kindness. As a return, they asked her to stay in the palace.

Swan Princess
Nama : ERIKA Kelas : VII 6

According to my mother, I was the most beautiful swan princess in the woods .... I'm very glad to hear that .... but according to other forest dwellers .... I was the most talkative swan princess .... because everything that I ask .... Sometimes my questions ... can not be answered by other forest dwellers ... even though my mother ... and I think other than deer .... my mother's uncle is the smartest creatures in the forest .... I'm proud and happy to have my mother at this time. I do not because I nag nag .... good for other animals too fussy ... imitate the crow ... or the Duck ... they are too fussy .... but I'm not with them .... I just wanted to ask ... I just wanted to get a response from a question- question .... is it considered to be fussy? whether, if I keep asking when I'm not satisfied with the answer ... I thought nag? if the answer is yes .... then let me be the swan princess who nag .... as long as there are questions unanswered in my mind. One when I asked my mother ..... "why am I born a mother goose from a swan as well? why do not I born a goose .... but from the mother tiger ... or of the mother elephant ... or of the mother rabbit? "or why I was not born as a guinea pig .... from mother goose? or fish ... I was born as the mother of a goose? Why can only give birth .... goose goose .... bear tiger tiger .... elephant elephant give birth ... and so on ... My mother just smiled her smile .... my question is the most beautiful smile I think of any animal .... that's why every time I see a smile .... bertanyaa my mother ... it's like half the questions are answered .... ".... My son should have a mother goose goose .... mother tiger tiger should have ... should have a mother elephant elephant because the King has ordained .... so ..... and we can not fight fate of the King" "The king?? ..... Who the King's mother? how can he regulate conduct our lives with his destiny .... and how could we not able to resist her fate? I want to meet her mother ..... if I could meet her " "... My beautiful swan princess ..... you go to Uncle hare .... ask him about who the King's uncle .... who knows ... hare can give an answer" My desire to see King's what made acquainted and to learn many things with Uncle hare .... but before studying with him, my uncle gave me two terms hare .... I should be able to read the first and second .... you should be able to write .... because according to Uncle hare .... to read ... we can find out what we can .... even know what the king wants ... to us .... because all this time ... The king is only in contact with us through writing .... which was brought by his messenger to us ..... I could protest .... why King did not come directly to us? why should pass his messenger? Uncle hare just smiled .... "beautiful swan princess .... if you can read and write .... then you'll know who the king .... and I'm sure ... all questions will be answered .... so ... learn to read and write" "Uncle .... I already knew to read it for anything .... but for what I learn to write? ".... My son to read and write .... is two feet knowledge of the truth ..... if you do not have both ... or just have one of them .... then the knowledge in you ... do not stand up perfectly ..... but remember ... knowledge ... not only has legs body .... but he has .... hand .... head ... thoughts .... and most importantly ... it has the spirit of knowledge .... because the spirit is the knowledge we have will live " "Uncle .... is there a relation ... between I'd like to meet with the King ... I have the knowledge? "... Knowledge is the son of a vehicle headed to the King ... that is ... people who have no knowledge ... he has never met the King. "Really are like that uncle?" "Yes ... my son" since then ... I continue to study hard to read and write to Uncle hare .... I left my peers are busy playing live .... as if they were playing .... but to me ... I have to meet the King and convey my question ... "why am I born as the swan princess .... why are not born as the others "