Kamis, 24 November 2016

Essay Informal - My Mudd Day



On the end of the weekend is the refreshing days of students. My class planned to had a trip together to an area that had a hot water. But before went to the trip, we must done our task first. Actually We had said to our parents that we went to our friend house for done the school task, we didn’t said that we will went to hot water area. Because if we said that we went to the hot water area they were not gave us allowed because the area is so far and through a bad road to there.
After  we done the task, my class friends  and i in a moment went to the hot water area by motorcycle together. I brought a motorcycle with my best friends on the passenger seat, we facing a bad street that perforated, sharp incline, winding streets, steep, small streets and with forest in the left or your right.
The beginning of our trip was fun, but after we find a road that full of mud its not fun anymore. All road side was so full of mud and the road also a slippery ground that so difficult to pass by motorcycle. One by one of my friend made a queue to passed the ground of mud, they  passed it well although the bike tire had slipped. And when its my turn i rode slowly, but the bike tire got stuck and would not move i started to pull the motor controller so hard that makes the motorcycle wheel spinning again. But because of that i lost my balance and fell into a mud puddle, fell into a mud puddle right in front of all my friends. That so embarrassing and became the worst thing in my life, half my body filled with mud from head to toe because i fell in a position tilted to the side. All my friend helped me but also laughed at me so hard.
I clean my head and my body that filled with mud in the hot water area, the mud in my ear, on my face and on my hair its filled by the mud, mud everywhere.  On the way back to home my friends not allowed me to rode my motorcycle for fear of falling again later. And in the end i back to home with a wet clothes and hair and that all make me scolded by my parents. In the future maybe i will more beware in rode a motorcycle and asked for parental permission wherever  i go also avoiding the muddy road.

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