My
Old Bicycle
Everyone like to ride a bicycle,
although Britisher like to ride bicycle for their daily routine activity. By the same
token, with we ride the bicycle, we can get benefit or advantage from if for
example: with ride the bicycle make me health, ride a bicycle is same with make
exercise or jogging, free pollution and free fuel. But for the writer, since I
was young about 6 or 7 years old, I always rode a bicycle to go anywhere I like.
Additionally, in my family the vehicle in our house is the bicycle, but I’m not
to condescending but this is a matter of fact.
My old bicycle Since I was studied at High school,
I rode the bicycle from my home to the school with distance only 8 Km. So, I
must get up early in morning because I’m afraid to late go to school. Sometime,
I prepared some foodstuffs in my beg. But then, sometime my bicycle had out of
order like the bicycle-tire was flat or the worse moment I had experience,
while in the middle I rode my bicycle, at the time was heavy rain and I must
hurry to go the school my bicycle-tire was leak because stuck of nail. So you
can imagine, with in the middle roadway, with heavy rain I was stuck. At the
time, I felt disappointed and asked my self, “if I have motorcycle, I’m sure
this situation is never happened”. With in my heart felt so crestfallen, I perforate my bicycle to the school.
For 3 years, I rode the bicycle to
the school. I had a lot of experience. While I must go to school for took some
extracurricular tutorial lesson in my school. In the middle way my bicycle-tire
was flat, again I must perforate my bicycle but not for long I got some help from
my classmate to rode with his motorcycle but at the time I don’t know where is
the workshop, so I must to carried my bicycle on my shoulder to the school. But
when the tutorial class was finish, I’m must perforate my bicycle again. So from
the school to my house was far distance, till in my house was 17.00 WIB. At the
time my feeling about my bicycle was repeatable, “if I have motorcycle this
situation are never happened”.
Since the time, I’m always ask to my
parent to buy the motorcycle but I know how is the economic my parent. So from
that, I keep my ambition, one day If I success I can buy anything what I want
it. While in the graduation in high school, my friends had prepared with their
motorcycle to convey around the city but I’m just ignore them. And while the
graduation announced, I’m the first person to go back home, because I don’t
want to think about the invitation from my friends, make me felt so
disappointed with my condition.
After 4 years graduation from High
school, I’m studied in some University. As of students in final semester had to
make research, so I choose for my place
of research is my High school. Additionally, my title of research is appropriate
with High school curriculum. So this is make me remember with my experience to
High school. Once again, I must rode my old bicycle to the school to took the
sample what I want for my research.
During 2 weeks, I rode with my
bicycle for solve my data collection in High school. Had one moment make me
felt about my old bicycle repeatable but I don’t want to think more deeply, I’m
just want to finish my research in High school. Like in the lyric of song
Sudirman: Basikal Tua:
Lyric of song Sudirman: Basikal Tua
Riang hati ku
badan bertuah
Punya teman yang
comel dan manja
Berjanji akan
slalu bersama
Menemani ku
sepanjang masa
Aku hidup serba
sederhana
Hanya yang ada
budi bahasa
Harta sekadar
basikal tua
Orang biasa
basikal tua
Orang biasa
basikal tua
Walau kemana ia
meminta
Ku bawa dengan
hati yang bangga
Senang melihat
ia ketawa
Duduk di palang
basikal tua
Aaa…. Aaa… aaa…
aaa…
Biar pun hidup
aku begini
Berbasikal pada
tiap hari
Namun hatiku
riang selalu
Tiada hutang dating
mengganggu
Angan –angan ku
di suatu masa
Basikal kan ku
tukar kereta
Tapi kekasihku
tak setuju
Mungkinkah dia
rasa cemburu
Orang biasa
basikal tua
Orang biasa
basikal tua
And now, I’m still can’t ride the
motorcycle although nowadays so many variety of motorcycle has cheaper and easy
to ride. I’m still love my bicycle.
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