Praktik Baik :

Menjadi Content Creator Bernilai

Citra Roska Awaliyah, M.Pd

Guru IPA SMPN 3 NGAMPRAH

Calon Guru Penggerak Angkatan 7

 

Menurut laporan We Are Social, terdapat 204,7 juta pengguna internet di Tanah Air per Januari 2022. Data ini didukung oleh grafik yang diperoleh dari web statista.com yang memproyeksikan bahwa pengguna internet di Indonesia pada tahun 2018 sebanyak 95,2 juta, tumbuh 13,3% dari tahun 2017 yaitu sebanyak 84 juta pengguna. Pada tahun 2019 jumlah pengguna internet di Indonesia diproyeksikan tumbuh 12,6% dibandingkan tahun 2018, yaitu menjadi 107,2 juta pengguna. Pada rentang tahun 2019- 2023, pengguna internet di Indonesia diproyeksikan mengalami peningkatan dengan rata-rata pertumbuhan sebesar 10,2%. Dari penjelasan tersebut dapat diartikan bahwa pengguna internet di Indonesia pada rentang tahun 2017- 2023 terus mengalami peningkatan.

Sampel kecil dapat disurvey di SMP Negeri 3 Ngamprah. Hampir 90% siswa di SMP Negeri 3 Ngamprah memiliki smartphone, dan 100% dari siswa yang memilki smartphone pasti memiliki media social yang digunakan untuk berinteraksi di dunia maya. Hasil wawancara perwakilan siswa kelas 7, 8 dan 9 menunjukkan bahwa media sosial yang dimiliki siswa digunakan hampir lebih dari 15 jam setiap hari. Bahkan ada yang memang tidak bisa lepas dengan smartphone-nya.

Berdasarkan data hasil wawancara, terdapat lima media sosial yang paling banyak mereka gunakan diantaranya, Instagram, tiktok, youtube, twitter dan wattpad. Seperti kita ketahui bahwa media social itu sangat luas kontennya. Semua pengguna media social dapat mengakses berbagai informasi yang baik ataupun yang belum layak dikonsumsi oleh siswa SMP. Padahal, dengan sering melihat dan mendengar konten di media social secara tidak sadar siswa akan mencontoh dan berprilaku seperti yang sering dilihatnya di media social. Hal ini lah yang menjadi kekhawatiran kami, tim literasi SMP Negeri 3 Ngamprah, terhadap budi pekerti siswa.

 Berdasarkan keresahan tersebut, akhirnya SMP Negeri 3 Ngamprah melakukan pembinaan dengan mengadakan Pelatihan Literasi Digital yang bertema Menjadi Konten Kreator Bernilai. Kegiatan ini merupakan upaya untuk membuka pemahaman siswa bahwa apa yang ada di media social itu tidak semuanya bisa dikonsumsi siswa. Terlebih, Ketika siswa membuat konten yang diupload ke media social.

Konten kreator adalah orang yang membuat konten di dunia digital. Seorang konten kreator berbeda dengan influencer. Semua orang yang memiliki media social bisa dengan mudah menjadi seorang konten kreator. Seorang konten creator dapat mengisi konten di berbagai media social tergantung dari pasionnya. Ada konten creator yang lebih menyukai sebagai penulis, fotografer atau videographer.

Pada pelatihan literasi digital ini siswa difokuskan untuk membuat konten videografi. Untuk menghasilkan video yang baik, siswa dibekali dengan materi penulisan naskah yang baik dan pengambilan video yang estetik. Selanjutnya, setiap peserta diberikan kesempatan untuk mempraktekkan ilmu yang diperolehnya. Setelah semua paham, peserta diberikan tantangan untuk memproduksi video yang bertema peduli lingkungan. Peserta dengan hasil terbaik akan mendapatkan hadiah dari panitia.

 

 

 

 

YENI SURYANI, S.Pd

RAYII

SASKIA

ADIVA

M. AYUB

 

AZKA

 

ARI WAHYUNI,S.Pd

MICHAEL YOHANAN

 

LENA KARLINA

 

HANA

 

HABIL 

 

CRISTINE

  

 

Dipenghujung Penutupan kegiatan TMBB V

Dati Dahliana,S.E,M.Pd

Ngamprah, Kamis 9 Maret 2023 SMPN 3 Ngamprah mengadakan kegiatan Literasi Digital dipenghujung tantangan TMBB V dan TMKS. Kegiatan ini diselenggarakan atas kerjasama OSIS dan peserta literasi. Sebanyak 115 peserta yang mengikuti kegiatan tersebut menjadikan sumber inpirasi dan motivasi untuk menjadi sineas muda yang ingin menjadi content Creator muda yang bernilai dengan mengedepankan rambu-rambu tentang informasi dan teknologi. “Menjadi Content Creator yang Bernilai” adalah tema dari pelatihan literasi Digital, sedangkan narasumber sendiri berasal dari guru pembimbing yang ahli dibidangnya masing-masing seperti Citra Roska Awaliyah M.Pd, Dati Dahliana S.E, M.Pd,Cecep Gumilar S.Pd.

Kepala Sekolah Mepi mengutarakan, berkat kerja sama dan kolaborasi antar peserta didik dan pembinanya dalam menggaungkan literasi di sekolah membawa dampak positif yang sangat luar biasa, bisa terlihat dari capaian prestasi yang diraihnya dalam berbagai even yang ada. Semoga dengan adanya pelatihan berkelanjutan bisa mewujudkan sekolah yang berbudaya literat dan mampu mewujudkan sekolah berbasis IT.

Hal yang paling menarik ketika penyampaian materi yang diberikan oleh Mr Cegum dengan bahasanya yang sangat lugas, beliau mengisahkan sebelum menjadi Content Creator yang hanya dibayar 2 M, istilah lain dari makasih..makasih.. mengurai gelak tawa diseluruh ruangan, beliau memaparkan semangatnya dalam membuat sebuah Content yang kemudian dibayar 4 M, wahh semua mata peserta terbelalak hingga tak percaya, lagi-lagi itu hanya plesetan saja. 4M yang dibayar artinya, Makasih Mas Maaf Merepotkan seluruh peserta di dalam ruangan tertawa mendengar penjelasannya, namun dengan demikian ada sisipan arti yang mengatakan bahwa jika kita mau melakukan sesuatu harus iklas dan dikerjakan dengan senang hati. Ketika apa yang kita lakukan dengan iklas maka balasannyapun akan luar biasa.

Lain hal lagi dengan Dati Dahliana yang menyampaikan materi bahwa kita bisa menjadi penulis naskah/Script Film hanya dengan 1 menit, jika kita sudah memahami arti dan langkah-langkah dalam penyusunan Film, seperti dari proses Developing, Pra Produksi, Produksi, Pasca Produksi, Distribusi, maka itu akan sangat mudah dalam proses pembuatannya, naskah Film lebih mudah pembuatannya karena dalam penggunaan bahasa lebih singkat tidak bertele-tele.Dalam penulisan naskahpun harus mengikuti aturan mainnya tidak asal-asalan karena harus ada banyak yang diperhatikan.

Sedangkan paparan materi yang diberikan Citra Roska Awaliyah, beliau mengatakan dua jenis perbedaan Content Creator dan Influenzer, dimana keduanya sangat berbeda. Content Creator itu orang yang terkenal lewat karyanya sedangkan Influencer cenderung memanfaatkan ketenaran yang mudah diraih untuk berkarya. Jadi jika seseorang yang ingin membuat karya jadilah seorang Content Creator yang membangun nilai-nilai positif, tetap fokus dalam pembuatan karyanya kemudian dipublikasikan di media sosial. Dengan membuat Content berarti dia sudah menjadi seseorang yang berprofesi dibidang Content Creator.melihat fenomena yang terjadi saat ini sangat mudah orang bisa dikatakan sebagai content creator karena bisa mengunggah karyanya melalui media sosial seperti youtube yang meghasilkan pundi-pundi.

Fenomena penggunaan media sosial dikalangan masyarakat memunculkan peluang bisnis baru dalam bidang industri kreatif, untuk itu Jadilah Content Creator yang memiliki nilai moral dalam membangun Personal Branding tidak hanya terkenal sesaat namun tidak meperhatikan etika dan budaya.

 

 

 

 

Basa Sunda di Jaman Téhnologi Informasi

Ku : Budiarti Gahara

 Kamajuan téhnologi informasi jeung komunikasi diperlukeun masarakat pikeun nuturkeun kamajuan sabab unggal waktos inpormasi robih, ningkat, sareng tiasa gampang diakses ngalangkungan média sosial daring tanapi luring. Naon waé média anu digunakeun, ngagunakeun basa minangka sarana pikeun nepikeun pesen jeung informasi boh sacara lisan boh tulisan.

Fungsi utama basa, boh basa nasional boh basa daérah, nya éta salaku alat komunikasi antar masarakat. Salian ti éta, basa ogé miboga fungsi minangka ciri atawa jati diri bangsa atawa daérah. Basa mangrupa kareueus pikeun nu bogana, alat nu ngahiji jeung mangrupa bagian tina budaya nu kudu dilestarikan. Basa nuduhkeun bangsa.

Kiwari, basa daérah lain hiji-hijina basa anu dipaké pikeun alat komunikasi antar masarakat di wewengkon-wewengkon anu tangtu. Basa Sunda lain hiji-hijina basa nu digunakeun ku urang Sunda. Masarakat Sunda mangrupa masarakat anu hétérogén sarta ngagunakeun ragam basa. Ayana perkawinan, hijrah, jeung percampuran budaya mangaruhan kana ngagunakeun basa Sunda.

Pamaké média sosial Facebook, WhatsApp, Instagram, line, jeung sajabana, henteu deui ngagunakeun basa Sunda, sanajan komunikasi jeung babaturan ti wewengkon anu sarua. Nasional jeung internasional, basa anu digunakeun mangrupa basa universal anu kaharti ku masarakat umum.

Teu aya anu lepat dina parobihan, teu aya anu lepat dina média sosial atanapi komunitas anu ngagunakeun basa sareng pangguna média sosial. Gaya sosial ogé teu tiasa dicobian. Sagalana jalan kalawan robah, jalma anu teu siap pikeun robah bakal “maot” dina parobahan jeung jaman.

Sabagé nu boga basa Sunda, réa hal nu bisa dilaksanakeun minangka usaha nyata pikeun ngalestarikeun basa éta sorangan. Nu boga basa Sunda ulah cicing waé, basa Sunda nu mangrupa bagian tina kabudayaan Sunda, laun-laun lenyap, tuluy musna.

Pikeun mulangkeun Basa Sunda salaku basa indung, dimimitian ku numuwuhkeun rasa kanyaah jeung reueus ngabogaan basa Sunda. Dimimitian ti diri sorangan, tuluy ngajak kulawarga, salaku lingkungan pangleutikna jeung pangdeukeutna pikeun ngagunakeun basa Sunda dina sagala komunikasi di imah kalawan tata basa anu alus tur bener. Kolot ngajak murangkalih pikeun komunikasi ku basa Sunda, iwal mun komunikasi sareng jalma sanés anu teu ngartos basa Sunda, basa nasional dianggo.

 

 

Nadine Salsabila Putri
XI-I
Rahayu Purwaningsih, S.Pd
Noiz is drowning.

 The sand under his feet are cold, and the water in his ears muffles even the tiniest of sounds. 

Down here, everything is quiet. There are no loud voices or angry hands or bloody noses. There is nothing. He is nothing. He should go back to the surface, but he’s tired. He’s tired. He’s so tired.

Noiz was used to death.

The first time Noiz Emrys had experienced death was devastating, but at the same time, it was the first time he had ever felt so alive before. 

It was the first time he had felt so free, that he could see the beyond the dim lit sky, where the soft blue barely peaking above the horizon was trampled by the stars. His body was littered with bruises; large patterns of blue, purple, red and green crammed unto his skin.

The sky had always felt so peaceful.

Noiz had always been dead, but he was also always been alive. 

And yet, there’s only so many times that someone can die before it sticks.

Noiz had only remember that he was walking, and the sea ties him down, chaining his legs, continuing to pull them deeper into the endless pit of the abyss, extending it’s warmth to him.

The light pierces through the clouds towards the sea and it’s surrounding shadow, mirrors that of the rays of light underwater.

At some point too, he does not remember anymore. The memories he had shared danced within the intervals of the faraway waves, but those had disappeared as he drowned into this sea that has no memory.

This sea where everything exists ephermally. 

Where there is no past nor any future.

He does not feel anything, numb to the feeling of his lungs running out of oxygen. Numb to feeling. 

 Noiz was numb, because the rage that had filled his being had been enough, maybe because it had been eating him from the inside for far too long, it snapped him into pieces, broken beyond repair. So he does not feel.

The cold water had mixed with the blood from his wounds, tainting the clear sea water with red.

Noiz hated the color red.

But red is such an awful color that suited him more than he appreciated. It was the pigment of his mother's eyes, the woman that had pushed him into the abyss since the beginning of his life; the color of the curtains, drawn tightly together so that nobody can see his body curled up in a pool of red, and the color of blood, the very same liquid that runs through his veins that was tainting the purity of the blue that was the ocean’s water.

Why did you walk towards the sea, Noiz?

There was no answer.

Silence.

It was quiet. Deafening.

The roar of the ocean filled his ears until he heard nothing, the taste of salt was gone and the burn of it left his throat. 

He felt nothing.

He heard nothing.

The thing that calmed him the most had been his demise, and he wouldn't have had it any other way.

With his eyes closed and body underwater, the world felt so peaceful. So lifeless. The sound was muffled, the waves not travelling well through the water and all Noiz was able to fully make out was the ringing that came from inside his own head.

The darkness was comforting, like a cup of tea on a stormy autumn day. The smell of soup after coming home from school. Or a pat on his shoulder, telling him he had done his best, he deserved to rest now.

Why were you walking towards the sea?

His thoughts were drowned out as sinks farther, farther, and farther. 

Until he was no more, until he was nothing more than a lost memory that is.

Noiz thinks, that there is a common misconception that people cry for help when they drown. 

But he believes, that it couldn't be farther from the truth. 

 

Self Introduction

Iman Hasrat Hia(9f)

Guru Pembimbing:Rahayu Purwaningsih,S.pd

          Hallo. . .my name is Iman Hasrat Hia from SMPN 3 Ngamprah, teacher superrvisor is Miss.Rahayu Purwaningsih,S.pd.This time I will make a self introduction video for the last TMBB assigment,yeee. . .

            So. . .I mentioned my name at the beginning, I was born on the 30 october 2008 and now im in class 9f.

          My dream when I was small was to become a FireFighter and now I want to be an Architecture because I like math subjects and for hobbies I like swimming, reading, drawing, and cooking.

          The thing I like whales, I don’t know why but I think its because I like swimming or maybe something is important whales are funny, cool, big, and great.Yes, that is so.

          Maybe that’s all the introduction. . .
          Now the last ups and down follow TMBB

I like being able to be busy with friends and being able to see friends In distress and being able to see friends are very panicked.
The sorrow is like liking that the tast hasn’t been completed, the deadline is near, that really makes me scared and likes that there are no books to read for TMBB and sad when im really busy with assignments and added TMBB, sorry TMBB

        Maybe that’s all the video, bye. . . 

 

 

We will Find The Way

Faza Dhafina D.R

 Going through the day must have felt sad, happy, and joyful. Moods that can change according to situations and circumstances. But what is definitely expected is to be able to get happiness and unintentional pleasure in every day. But sometimes we still feel sadness and regret and must be able to find a way to fix it. Many unexpected things can happen. Yes, everything we experience will become memories in life.

 Like one day, when I felt very down, deep sadness because I was disappointed with the situation. I was very happy before. Very, very happy that I never thought would happen, but it didn’t last long until the disappointment came and destroyed all the happiness.

 I tried to get up, and tried to feel happy again. But I was too scared. Scared at the thought of it all happening again. How will I be? Will I continue to feel sad? Do I still have a chance to be happy? The thoughts kept spinning.

 The sad days lasted quite a long time until I met a man named Emil Angarnata, I got to know him and became friends. He was a man who was quite well known by people, had a caring and respectful attitude, bringing out the figure of an authoritative man. I became good friends with him.

 My day began to be filled with him. Telling the things I experienced, the down times and the sadness of my past. He understood me so well.

 He uttered words that moved me. “Sadness can sometimes take us to a higher place. Seeing things we never saw before, and making us more mature”, “You can run wherever you want, run as far as it is, run as fast as you can, but your problem will not go away, it is behind you until you dare to turn around and face it” he said calmly.

 I came to understand that behind the sadness we feel there must be something hidden that will come, namely happiness. We just need to go through the whole process by gathering courage and solving the problem at hand will find a way to get “fine today”.

Name: Faza Dhafina D.R

Mentor: Rahayu Purwaningsih, S.pd

Moon: March 2023

 

 

Name: Faridz Zulfikar Rahmat
class: 9F
teacher : Mrs. Rahayu

‘’ SOMETHING ‘’

 He sat in the study chair located in the room. The man with short hair was working on a story for a weekend assignment. While listening to a song that could be used for thinking. He stared at his monitor with a casual face and occasionally sang. At the edge of the computer, a glass of strawberry juice that was almost finished with the jelly already visible at the bottom of the glass, then he finished it. A few minutes later someone called him downstairs. The black-eyed man took off his headset and got up from the chair to go downstairs. The door to the room had already been passed, now he was at the top of the 4th staircase. It was dark downstairs, so he had to turn on the switch near the kitchen door. 

   Cekleek... the sound of the slightly stuck light switch he pressed using his forefinger. The lights instantly turned on brightly, illuminating the darkened area of the house. For a moment he saw several hands being pulled into the shadows. Not finding anyone, he returned to his room with a kitchen knife that he took. He turned off the downstairs lights that were still on, then he ran as hard as he could to the stairs that were illuminated by the room lights. Before reaching the stairs, a black hand suddenly grabbed his left leg firmly, but he was able to let go. When he turned around for a moment, not just one, but a lot of black hands appeared on the walls, floor and dark areas. One of them pulled the collar of the shirt, the man's movement was hampered because of the black hand. As if he was used to it, he swing the right hand holding the knife very quickly. Feeling pain, the black hand released its grip. An opportunity for the man to escape immediately.

   He then locked his room. Letting the hands take over the whole downstairs. The clock showed 17.46. The man wearing casual shorts sighed. He sat back in his study chair and continued his end-of-week assignment as if nothing had happened. In his mind ''if only she hadn't called me downstairs, this wouldn't have happened... but never mind I'm used to it''. The man looked back at his monitor screen. Visible on the left side of his keyboard was a birthday letter from a girl of the same age named Yuki.  

When he got to the end of the story, the man with a rather small body pressed the enter button on the right of his keyboard and positioned his writing to be in the middle. He also typed the word "the End". Instantly the power in his house went out, making all corners of the room filled with darkness. Taking out her cell phone and pressing the flashlight feature to illuminate at least a little corner of the room. he pointed it forward. The man's flat face instantly changed as he saw "her" in front of him smiling. The hand holding the flashlight suddenly went limp and dropped the phone. The room was again enveloped in darkness. After a while, the power came back on. But there was no one in the room. The computer monitor came back on and displayed a family photo. The heads of all of them except the man had been covered by a thick red scribble, then accompanied by the head of the man also crossed out with the same red color. under the photo the words "the end" were written.