“the story behind the geulis tree”

 

Nama : Zaskia

Kelas : IX B

Guru pembimbing: Citra Roska Awaliyah M.Pd

 

     On Friday, October 7, 2022, I and some of my friends made a class tree. At first I thought there would be a lot of people participating because this was for class, but it turned out that there were only 4 people, namely me, Rayya, Cefira, and Mutfa.

     After school, around 11.15 we rushed to buy tools and materials. But it turned out that the cash was in Yohana's, while Yohana had already gone home, but we were still trying to catch up with Yohana.

     After that, we rushed to Borma, except for Mutfa because she has a dance school. At Borma, we were playing games and joking around. Then after going to borma, we continued to photocopy, and it turned out that when we were going school again it was raining but fortunately it was only drizzling, so we were just playing in the rain

     At 2 o'clock, Mutfa came and brought seblak for us, and we took a rest first while eating seblak, it was really delicious.

Then after arriving at school, we rushed to work on the geulis tree in the school library, fortunately there weren't many people at the library so we were more free, while singing so we wouldn't feel

     After the Asr prayer, the rain had started to let up and only a drizzle was left, we were playing in the field while enjoying the drizzling rain. Then it didn't feel like it was 5 in the afternoon, and all the children had gone home, but we were still discussing with Pak Rahmat about what had to be revised from our geulis tree.

and we discussed it in class, while our bags were in the library, when we returned to the library, it turned out that the library had been locked, there we were so panicked, that we finally decided to just go through the literacy room

     And fortunately, there was still a teacher who opened it, then after that we rushed to go home, and suddenly it rained very hard again, there we were very scared because it was almost Maghrib, and the rain was very heavy. Plus I don't have anyone to pick me up, so I have to take a motorcycle taxi. Meanwhile, none of the gojeks took orders because of the very heavy rain. Yes, I decided to just walk.

Honestly, it was the most exciting and scary experience for me, the streets were all dark, only one or two vehicles passed. In the pouring rain, I walked alone and just took cover under an umbrella. Along the way I can only pray to Allah so that I can safely get home. And Allhamdulillah for Allah's protection, I was able to go home safely and my mother at home was waiting for me even when she was going to pick me up but never mind.