Bizzare Faces

I live in bizzare world
They’re laughin’ when I’m truly sad
Once again I’m trying hard to look around
Many bizzare people staring at me
They left me with a big question
Who am I and who are they?
Now, I still stand for same question
But I only got bizzare answer
Why this all become so unexplained for me
When I meet with bizzare faces
They just silent and gone somewhere
I ever dream that I was one of them
One of the bizzare faces
Who walking without timing
Who living without meaning

"Be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity" -Horace Mann-

I had a plan to make edu games that using Flash that can help kids e(specially for my students ) in learning English. I already trying to make some experiment about this in Flash. For the first time it was not easy because I forgot how to make the object produce sound if we click the object (in this case the object can be Alphabet or picture). I really excited with this project but just one thing that very confusing me is I can't draw well.

There was a greedy hippo. He ate everything in sight. From cheese to peas, chips & cake, he always had a bite. Now hippo he was selfish. He ate everybody’s food. He ate the cat’s , the dog’s, the cow’s. He was very, very rude.

One morning after breakfast, he jumped into to the lake. One big splash & he was stuck. That was a big mistake. The hippo he sank deeper. Then began to shout. “Help! Please help! I’m sinking. Won’t someone pull me out?”. The animals all pulled & pulled , as hard as they were able. Out he popped, ran past them all & ate everything on their table.

The animals were angry & thought. They’d play a trick. They made a pie from fish & soap to make old hippo sick.
“Here you are, we’ve made a pie, especially for you!”
“Thanks” he said “I’ll eat it now. I’ve nothing else to do.”
First a nibble, then a bite. Then a great big swallow. He then went back into the lake, the place he loved to wallow.

But something wasn’t right, thought hippo. “I feel quite odd inside”.
Now he had a tummy acne, as the cooks looked on with pride.
Hippo learnt his lesson. It was the end of all their troubles. He was last seen leaving town blowing fishy bubbles.


Source from : British Council

Who didn’t know about this colorful character (Milo, Jake, Bella and Fizz). I ever watched how attractive Tweenies perform in Indosiar one of TV station in Indonesia. Although little bit weird when Tweenies speak Indonesia language but I bet many childrends in Indonesia still can feel their cheerful spirit. Tweenies originally broadcast on the BBC for young children. In 2000, tweenies won two awards: Best Pre-School Educational Programme (Royal Television Society) and Best Live Action Pre-School Programme (BAFTA Awards). Today Tweenies also perform trough attractive website. Please Visit CBeeBies Tweenies and enjoy a lot of Tweenies adventure that you can try . If you wanna play games just click “Game Time” or you wanna hear story in “Story Time” ( yap I really really love this Story Time) or try “Messy Time” because you can make something creative stuff. And don’t forget to click "Song Time" and let’s sing a loud with Tweenies!

Gratisan Musik
Your Beauty

Brighter than the sun
Fairer than the moon
Your beauty is so dazzling

Bigger than the sea
Higher than the clouds
Your soul is so enlightening

***
What I’d give to see your face
Beaming with so much grace

Brighter than the sun
Fairer than the moon
Your beauty is so dazzling
Bigger than the sea
Higher than the clouds
Your soul is so enlightening (x2)

CHORUS:
Ya Mawlay, ya Mawlay Salli 'ala Taha (x2)
husnu Ahmadal Bashir
Akhjalal badral munir

Will I be from those
You welcome with a smile
As you call your nation
Come to my side

Or will I see you frown
And then turn away
I did let you down
I forgot this Day

Back to ***

CHORUS

Bridge:
Ya Habiba Allah (Oh you the one who Allah loves)
Ya Safiyya Allah (Oh you the one who Allah chose)
'Alayka Salatu Allah Wa Salamu Allah (May Allah's peace and blessing be upon you)

Your smile is so bright
It lits up the dark night
Brought mercy and light
To my waiting heart

I know that I’m weak
Of my sins I can’t speak
Your mercy I seek
Though I’m not worthy

What I’d give to see your face
Beaming with so much grace

Brighter than the sun
Fairer than the moon
Your beauty is so dazzling

Bigger than the sea
Higher than the clouds
Your soul is so enlightening

CHORUS


Lyrics: Hamza Robertson and Bara Kherigi
Composition: Sami Yusuf

None of us suddenly becomes something overnight. The preparation have been in the making for a lifetime. –Anymous-

British Council as we known as UK international organization that very concern in education provide useful website for kids to learn english language. You can take a look to this web address LearnEnglishKids and see how funtastic this fun site. When You click Games you will find link to Just for fun, Play & learn, Little kids. In this link a lot fun games you can try. Most of games in this website using Flash Player so if you wanna play the games your computer must support Flash with swf format first. And when you go to link Print & Do you will very suprise because you can print Flashcards with fabulous picture and it will help to adding some vocabulary. On link Song you will find a lot of cool song based on category (Easy songs, Not so easy songs, Little kids, Traditional songs). The other link like Stories, Listen Read & Write, Topics and the last link for Parent also very useful to visit. So what are you waiting for? Just click LearnEnglishKids right now!

The Itsy Bitsy Spider

The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout
Down came the rain and washed the spider out
Out came the sun and dried up all the rain
And the itsy bitsy spider climbed up the spout again

Creeping, crawling bit by bit
That tiny spider would not quit
Kept on climbin' and it kept on tryin'
'Til the sun came shinin' through

There's a spider on your toenail
A spider on your knee
A spider on your stomach
A spider on your back
A spider on your shoulder
A spider on your neck
A spider on your forehead
A spider in your hair
Now the rain comes down and washes it out

Actions:
Do the traditional hand motions:
The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout
Lock thumbs together and let 8 fingers crawl up.
(Older children can make circles out of thumbs an forefingers, put tips together and twist upward.)
Down came the rain
Wiggle fingers in downward motion.
and washed the spider out
Push hands and arms forward in outward spreading motion.
Out came the sun and dried up all the rain
Make big circles with arms
And the itsy bitsy spider climbed up the spout again
Fingers crawl up again.

Add the following motions with verses two and three:
Creeping, crawling bit by bit
Fingers crawl up and slip back down
That tiny spider would not quit
Fingers crawl up and slip back down
Kept on climbin' and it kept on tryin'
Fingers crawl up
'Til the sun came shinin' through
Make big circles with arms
There's a spider on your toenail, knee, etc...
Let fingers crawl up the body stopping at each part as it is named.
Now the rain comes down and washes it out ....
Wiggle fingers in downward motion.

Way Back Into Love Lyrics

I've been living with a shadow over head
I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed
I've been lonely for so long
Trapped in the past, I just can't seem to move on

I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away
Just incase I ever need them again someday
I've been setting aside time,to clear a little space in the corners of my mind

chorus:
All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
ohhh

I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine
Ive been searching but I just dont see the signs
I know that its out there
There's got to be something for my soul somewhere

I've been looking for someone to shed some light
Not just somebody to get me through the night
I could use some direction, and I'm open to your suggestions

Chrous:
All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
and If I open my heart again
I guess Im hoping you'll be there for me in the end

There are moments when I dont know if it's real
or if anybody feels the way I feel
I need inspiration, not just another negotiation

Chorus:
All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
and If I open my heart to you
Im hoping you'll show me what to do
and if you help me to start again
you know that I'll be there for you in the end.

RUNAWAY TO BREATHE

By : Fitta Astriyani

Early morning, my hair is still so mess like a bird nest. I force myself to wake up from my strange dream. Then I bent down and grab something under my bed. Now I’m holding a green old picture album. I open that album and find somebody from my childhood. I see that boy whom I know as Gilang, a thin and short, dark-haired young child. He wore a T-shirt with blue stripes and his favourite black cap. And a girl who standing next to him was me. I wore a pink shirt and white skirt. I was still 10 years old and Gilang was 8 years old. Gilang was smiling so wide beside me. I never forget his warm smile. “Where are you now Gilang? Why should you runaway? Why?” a million questions race through my mind.
“Lara! It’s time for breakfast. I made you chicken porridge. Come on let’s eat it! It is still warm!” my mother is calling me for breakfast.
“Laraa!” I hear my mother yelling out my name again but I am too busy to answer. I jump into my bed. I examine Gilang’s picture once again . His face showed a dozen of happiness. So, what really happening when I left Jakarta one year ago? I drop my body to my pillow. My eyes are walking over the room. Then I begin to cry. In this bright morning I burst into tears.

Gilang’s house is not far from my house. In our childhood we used to play bicycle on our park near by. I always called him “skull kid” because his body was so thin. And I guessed he was never gonna be grown up bigger. He also used to playing football like the other boys in his age. The only thing that makes Gilang different from other kids is that Gilang was born without hearing sound and can’t talk normally. He is deaf and dumb. As his friends, I never care with Gilang minus as the deaf person. We both can communicate well. Gilang always could make me laugh. Once he described that he afraid of cat. With his hand he explained that cat’s eyes were like a ghost and cat’s teeth were like a vampire.At that moment we just laughed. We passed our childhood cheerfully.

Everything changed when I started studying in junior high school. We never got in touch again. I was getting busy with my school test. I didn’t have time to chat with Gilang again.
The last time I met Gilang was when I was going to leave Jakarta for continue my high school in Bogor. I met Gilang and his family in their house. Gilang looked surprise. I saw his cheek turning red when we met on eyes. In a glance, nothing changed with Gilang. But when I totally watched him from head to toe. Gilang grown that tall and no longer thin anymore. He also looked more handsome!
I was sitting next to Gilang’s sister, Luna. Then I saw Gilang smiling politely and greeting me.
“Hi! Larra Puspita!! ”
I was speechless. I guess my face was like an idiot . Oh God! Gilang could spell my name smoothly! I never knew that Gilang had many progresses. Then I remembered what my mother ever told me that Gilang was studying at one school for dumb and deaf people in South Jakarta . In that school Gilang must learn a lot of sign language and how to spell words. “So do you like your school?” I asked Gilang. Gilang shook his head. “Why?” I was so curious why he didn’t like his school. Then Gilang talked much about his new school although I had to trying so hard to understand what he was saying.

But now what I really worry about Gilang really happens to him. Gilang has been run away from his house for almost two weeks . Gilang’s father is sure that Gilang is running away to Bandung.
Today in the bright Sunday morning I go with my father to Bandung. We go there not for shop in boutique or hunt foods place like what I usually do with my friends . My only aim here is just looking for Gilang.

Before Gilang left the house he fought with his father. He asked why he should be born as deaf person and why he’s not born normal like his sister,Luna. Gilang questioned his family about his destiny. I’m not sure what Gilang’s father answered about that question. One for sure he runs away because he knows he is different. My head is getting more dizzy.
”Dad! Are you sure Gilang has runaway to Bandung? How can he get there?” I’m staring at my father strangely. “Honey, a lot of story you missed when you were in Bogor,”
“Really?” I frown. “So what is it Dad? No body told me what’s going on!
“Ok Lara! Hear this! Honestly Gilang had ever runaway from his school many times. He said that he didn’t like school. And when he stayed at home he became temperamental. When he was angry he could thrown and hit anything . So terrible! He was angry with his family. He became uncontrolled.”
I’m still astonished with what my father is saying. That doesn’t sound like Gilang I knew. Oh my, I can image that Gilang parents was very sad with these things.
“Lara, you don’t need to worry about Gilang. We know Gilang is deaf but trust me Gilang is smart and clever boy!” I goggled my eyes “ What do you mean Dad?” .
“Last month Gilang had also ever run away to Bandung. After coming back from his runaway he told us the reason why he had runaway to Bandung because he wanted get a job. Although he lost in Bandung, he always asked Police to give him direction. That’s why I called him clever,”
“I just worry about his safety Dad. What happen if people at the street hurt him or stranger will attack him Dad, ”
“Lara, I know you love him like your own brother. But honey don’t underestimate his minus. Somebody can be stronger in that situation,” I’m just silent thinking what my father said was right. Not couple of minutes my hand phone is ringing I hear my mother’s voice on the phone.
“ Hello Mom what’s news?”. Oh God, I hope I hear good news.
“So Mom has Gilang already been found?”
“Yes Gilang has already been found,”
“Oh thanks God! Mom, did he really runaway to Bandung?” My mother pause.
“No Lara he didn’t runaway to Bandung. Gilang ran away to Bogor, ”
I guess I lose my conscious for a second. Why did he have to runaway there?
“Lara ,Gilang ran away to Bogor because of you. He really wanted to meet you.”
“What? Oh God what truly happened?”
“He said he just wanna meet you only to say happy birthday. But too bad he didn’t find your address. He was lost. Lara. Lara, are you still there?”
I’m still in my big confusion. “Yes, I still hear you Mom,”
“Ok,we are waiting for you here! Bye honey!”. My mother ends the phone .
“Gosh! I don’t believe if Gilang had run away to Bogor only to see me! Did he know that he made everyone frustrated? At least he remembered my birthday . But No! Gilang has already lost his mind,” I said angrily.

Out of my car I see the sun has gone and the sky is looking gloomy. Now I can breathe easily. I listen to the radio Simply Red song, “Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe and to love you. All I need is the air that breathe yes to love you….” Gilang face seemingly appear on the sky. Gilang had run away just because he wanted to proved to the world that he, as a deaf person can do anything like other people. He can travel to many places, try new things and find the best thing in his life. He just wanna breathe the fresh air out there. Yes! He has the same right just like us. He has!

A Glass of Words
By : Fitta Astriyani

You never know what you are saying
You always talking in complicated words
You are not a stranger
But why you don’t understand your own words
Now you are trap between your tongue
Waiting for the words but it never comes out
Then you are choke again and again because of your words
No more words you can say
No more world you can greet
You only take a deep breath
And “boom” your lost your millions words
Now you feel thirsty for a meaning words
Take my hand and I will give you a glass of words
Maybe it can help your world
Help you much in the world of words
Which can give you more freshing life
With your own words

I ever write this e-mail in 2004 to Sherry the Editor of “Blue Jean : What Young Women are Thinking,Saying and Doing”. This e-mail told about my opinion after I read What Young Women are Thinking,Saying and Doing”.

Dear Sherry,

I already read your book “Blue Jean : What Young Women are Thinking,Saying and Doing” or that in Indonesia version means “Blue Jean : Kumpulan Ide dan Curhat Para Cewek” . My first word to describe your book is “Wow!”.
Yeah I’m little bit shock with what in the girls mind on your book. They so brave to saying what they care and I only watching and feel like nothing happen but deep in my heart I’m so care with what happen around me.
I wanna little bit tell you about my teenager in my country, Indonesia. Just like in United States media handle big role of girls image. They build streotype that we are (girls) should be looks perfect. Yeah you should be looks fashionable, glam and uptodate with “trends”. I guess is wrong if media push the girls to be that perfect. What if I’m smart but I can’t that fashionable ( wear catchy dress, trendy bag or trendy shoes). Gosh we are girls become that consumerism. I’m afraid if we only care about our outside appearance we will not care anymore with what happen around us. We only know about the best movie or the best place to shop. I can’t image other worse things. Well after I read your book I realize we can’t only talkin but also take opportunity to make chance.

Fitta,Indonesia