Kamis, 26 Januari 2012

cerpen terjemahan


MOTHER
By Joan Hawkey
( Diterjemahkan oleh : Vivin Febri )

            Setiap orang bisa berkata yang mana yang harus dilakukan dan yang tidak boleh dilakukan. Tugas yang harus dikerjakan oleh Ibu adalah memberikan banyak perhatian kepada semua anggota keluarga. Jika hal itu terjadi padaku, maka aku akan melakukan hal yang sama.
            Ibu selalu mengerjakan sesuatu untuk keluarga namun tak seorang pun yang memperhatikannya kecuali ketika makan malam belum siap atau pakaian mereka belum disiapkan ketika akan digunakan.
            Suatu hari, Ibu memutuskan untuk belajar membuat kerajinan tangan, namun ayah, adikku, dan  kakakku menertawakannya. Mereka tidak percaya bahwa Ibu bisa membuat kerajinan tangan, tetapi dia bisa. Dia membuat sesuatu yang tampak indah namun lelucon dari mereka terus berlangsung. Aku hanya duduk diam, dan melihat semua kejadian itu. Aku masih bisa makan setiap hari, keadaan rumahku bersih, dan baju-bajuku juga selalu rapi. Tak ada yang berubah dalam hidupku, jadi mengapa aku harus khawatir?
            Selanjutnya Ibu memutuskan untuk kembali berkuliah. “Aku akan melanjutkan kuliah di perguruan tinggi khusus Guru.”
“Oh, tidak!” jerit kakakku, Jody. Dia pikir dia telah mengetahui segalanya hanya karena dia sudah berumur 18 tahun.
            Aku mulai khawatir sejak saat itu, karena kupikir jika ibu masuk di sekolah yang sama dengan ku, hal itu sangat memalukan. Namun ketika kutanyakan, dia bilang bahwa dia akan kuliah malam, jadi tak masalah bagiku.
            Ibu menjalani kegiatan belajarnya dengan sangat  baik. Dia menjadi yang terbaik di kelasnya. Tidak ada seorangpun yang memperhatikannya namun dia terus belajar. Bahkan ketika dia telah lulus dari universitasnya, kita semua tidak merasa bangga. Saat itu kakakku dan adikki sudah meninggalkan rumah dan melanjutkan karirnya.
            Hanya ada ibu, ayah, dan aku di rumah. Aku punya pacar, David yang selalu memuji ibuku. Dia bilang bahwa ibuku menarik, cantik, dan pintar.
            Kemudian Ibu pergi mendaki “Ayres Rock” sendirian. Dia pergi selama satu bulan penuh. Ayah selalu marah setiap saat ketika ibu pergi.
“Ada apa dengan ibumu?”tanyanya. “Kenapa dia tidak bisa tinggal di rumah seperti orang normal lainnya?”
            Aku juga sudah mulai merasa kesal terhadap semua ini. Ibu tidak merapikan semua baju-bajuku sebelum dia pergi dan aku harus melakukannya sendiri. Aku harus membayar pembantuku dengan uangku sendiri.
            Ibu kembali ke rumah saat ulang tahunku yang ke 21. Kami merayakannya dengan pesta yang meriah. Setiap orang datang ke sana dan ibuku menghibur mereka. David tidak begitu mendengar cerita tentang petualangannya saat mendaki di “Ayres Rock”. Aku perhatikan, seperttinya dia lebih banyak menghabiskan waktunya dengan ibuku daripada denganku.
            Keesokan harinya, ibu bilang bahwa dia akan mengajar anak-anak Aborigin di wilayah barat. Reaksi pertama dari setiap orang hanya kesunyian yang terasa begitu menegangkan kemudian disusul dengan teriakan. Ibu tidak berkata apa-apa. Dia hanya melihat setiap orang dan mendengarkan.
“Bagaimana dengan kami, khususnya denganku?” teriak ayahku. “Aku suamimu dan ini rumahmu!”
“kamu membutuhkan aku di sini hanya saat kamu ingin menyuruhku melakukan sesuatu”, jawab ibu dengan lemah. “Rumah ini tidak dipenuhi kasih sayang. Aku akan pulang ketika akhir pekan saat aku memiliki waktu luang.”
“Bagaimana denganku Bu? Aku juga membutuhkanmu”.
“Kamu juga hanya mengingatku ketika kamu ingin menyuruhku melakukan sesuatu, dan sekarang kamu harus melakukannya sendiri. Kamu manja dan egois. Tak ada satupun dari kalian yang menyadari bahwa aku manusia biasa yang juga ingin diperhatikan, walaupun aku sudah berusaha sangat keras.”
            Ketika mengucapkan hal itu, ibu tampak sedih. Mata biru indahnya, kini tampak lelah.
“Aku akan mengunjungi orang tua David sekarang. Aku memberi kalian waktu untuk memikirkan apa yang telah kukatakan dan menerima keputusanku.”Ibu meninggalkan kami yang menatapnya.
            Awalnya kami merasa sangat marah dan dan tak menyangka bahwa dia serius. Kemudian aku mengingat semua kejadian di masa-masa yang lalu.  Saat kami menertawakan dan mengejeknya. Tak satupun dari kamu menghargai hasil karyanya. Kami tidak menunjukkan kasih sayang dan perhatian yang dalam untuknya. Kami hanya mengharapkan dia melakukan semuanya untuk kami. Aku merasa bersalah padanya namun aku masih tidak bisa menerima keputusannya.
            Ibu telah kembali dari rumah orangtua David dan dia kelihatan normal seakan-akan tidak ada hal buruk yang telah terjadi sebelumnya. Ketika semua anggota keluarga telah berkumpul, ibu bergabung dengan kami. Namun aku menyadari bahwa segala sesuatu di rumah ini sudah tidak berjalan dengan normal lagi. Tidak ada lagi kedekatan dan kehangatan. Tak satupun dari kami tahu cara untuk berbincang dengan yang lainnya, kami sepertinya asing satu sama lain.
            Keesokan harinya, ibu pergi. Tak seorang pun yang mampu memaksanya untuk tetap tinggal. Dia hanya mengangkat tas dan barang-barangnya ke dalam mobil, kemudian dia pergi.
“Sampai jumpa 2 minggu lagi.” Ucapnya.
            Ayah dan aku membiasakan diri ddengan segala rutinitas pekerjaan rumah. Ibu menelpon satu kali ketika dia sudah sampai di tujuannya. Kemudian dia tidak pernah menelpon lagi. Aku mulai jarang melihat David yang sudah tidak terlalu peduli padaku. Aku memutuskan untuk bersikap dingin padanya.
            Ibu kembali ke rumah 2 minggu kemudian dan waktu yang kami habiskan bersama terasa menegangkan. 2 bulan kemudian dia kembali pulang ke rumah, sejak saat itu dia tidak pernah pulang kembali.  Dia tidak menelpon dan juga tidak mengirim surat.
            David juga tak terlihat selama beberapa waktu. Ayah mulai bermain golf untuk menghabiskan waktu luangnya. Aku mulai merasa kesepian dan menghawatirkan keadaan ibu di sana. Aku merencakan kunjungan ke tempatnya minggu depan.
            Ketika aku sampai di depan rumah barunya, aku begitu terkejut karena seharusnya ibu ku yang harus membukakan pintu, namun ternyata David. Aku pikir aku salah alamat. Kemudian aku menanyakan alamat tempat tinggal ibuku pada David.
“Ibumu tinggal di sini bersamaku,” ujarnya “masuklah untuk bertemu dengannya.”
            Ibuku muncul dalam balutan celana jeans dan kaos ketat, dia tampak masih seumuran denganku. Dia kelihatan berbeda. Muda, begitu bersemangat, dan sangat bahagia. Dia tampak sangat senang bertemu denganku, namun dia terlihat agak canggung.
Apa yang akan kamu lakukan jika ibumu tinggal serumah dengan mantan pacarmu yang seusia denganmu? Tidak ada, kecuali “Selamat Tinggal”.


Rabu, 25 Januari 2012

Lyrics

What about now : Westlife


Shadows fill an empty heart
As love is fading,
From all the things that we are
But are not saying.
Can we see beyond the scars
And make it to the dawn?
Change the colors of the sky.
And open up to
The ways you made me feel alive,
The ways I loved you.
For all the things that never died,
To make it through the night,
Love will find you.
What about now?
What about today?
What if you’re making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love never went away?
What if it’s lost behind words we could never find?
Baby, before it’s too late,
What about now?
The sun is breaking in your eyes
To start a new day.
This broken heart can still survive
With a touch of your grace.
Shadows fade into the light.
I am by your side,
Where love will find you.
What about now?
What about today?
What if you’re making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love, it never went away?
What if it’s lost behind words we could never find?
Baby, before it’s too late,
What about now?
Now that we’re here,
Now that we’ve come this far,
Just hold on.
There is nothing to fear,
For I am right beside you.
For all my life,
I am yours.
What about now?
What about today?
What if you’re making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love never went away?
What if it’s lost behind words we could never find?
What about now?
What about today?
What if you’re making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love never went away?
What if it’s lost behind words we could never find?
Baby, before it’s too late,
Baby, before it’s too late,
Baby, before it’s too late,
What about now?



Back to December : Taylor Swift


I'm so glad you made time to see me
How's life, tell me how's your family
I haven't seen them in a while
You've been good, busier then ever
We small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up and I know why

'Cause the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses and I left them there to die

So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
And I'd go back to December all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right
I go back to December all the time

These days I haven't been sleeping
Staying up playing back myself leaving
When your birthday passed and I didn't call
And I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I watched you laughing from the passenger side and,
Realized I loved you in the fall
And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye

So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
And I'd go back to December all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time

I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night,
The first time you ever saw me cry
Maybe this is wishful thinking
Probably mindless dreaming
If we loved again I swear I'd love you right

I'd go back in time and change it but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand

But this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
And I'd go back to December
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time

Fireworks : Katty Perry

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in?

Do you ever feel already buried deep?
Six feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there's still a chance for you
'Cause there's a spark in you?

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause baby, you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go, oh
As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make 'em go, oh
You're gonna leave 'em falling down

You don't have to feel like a waste of space
You're original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow

Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed
So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow
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And when it's time, you'll know

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go, oh
As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make 'em go, oh
You're gonna leave 'em falling down

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
It's always been inside of you, you, you
And now it's time to let it through

'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go, oh
As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make 'em go, oh
You're gonna leave 'em falling down

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon


Report Text for your students


Wasps

            All the many kinds of wasps are closed relatives or the ants and bees. Wasps can be told form their relatives by their slender waists. Like the ants and bees, they go through four stages in thier lives. First, they are eggs, then worm like larvas, then pupas, and finally grown up insects. Like many of their relatives, they can sting.
Some wasps live in colonies just as honeybees do. The wasps in a colony work together. Some do one task and some another. These wasps are called social wasps. The wasps that do not live in colonies are called solitary wasps.
            Paper wasps and white-faced hornets builds their nets of paper. They make the paper of chewed-up wood. Wasps made paper long before people did.
Each nest of a paper wasp or a white-faced hornets is the home of the whole colony. In each colony there is a queen that does all the egg-laying. Most of the other wasps in the colony are workers. The story of every wasp colony is very much the same.

Narrative Text for your students


Little Red Riding Hood

            Little Red Riding Hood’s mother said,”Grandma is on the phone. She said she’s ill. Why don’t you take your motorbike and take her some magazine?”
“OK,” said Little Red Riding Hood. “I will.”
“Be careful with the traffic. Don’t go to fast,” warned her mother.
            Little Red Riding Hood went to her grandmother’s. When sho got there, she knocked at the door.
“Come in,” said grandmother. “The door is open.”
When Little Red Riding Hood walked into the bedroom,her grandmother was listening to the music.
“Grandma,” said Little Redv Riding Hood. “This is a surprise! You like music!”
“Yes, I listen to the music every day.” Said her grandma.
“And Grandma, you like reading comics!” said Little Red Riding Hood.
“Yes, I read a lot of comics every day.” Said Grandma.
“And Grandma,” said Little Red Riding Hood. “You like chewing gum!”
“Yes.” Said Grandma. “ I like chewing gum, but I like little girl like you better.”
                  Suddenly, Little Red Riding Hood took an aerosol out of her pocket and sprayed her grandma until she fainted.
“I know you were not Grandma.”
                 Later she found her grandmother hiding in the garage.
“Thank you, the burglar wanted to steal all things.” Said the grandma.
“I know how to deal with burglars,” said Little Red Riding Hood, putting the spray back into her pocket. “Let’s call the police.”

Ali Baba

            Once upon a time there were 40 thieves who put their stolen money and treasures in a cave. When they wanted to come in the cave, they said to the cave entrance,”Open Sesame!” A poor man saw them while they were doing that, so he heard the opening word. After they left, he went toward the cave and opened it. He was surprised to see a very large quantity of money in it. He took some of it and went home back soon. After that he became a rich man and his brother wanted to know how he became rich.
            One day, his brother followed him to solve that mystery. Next day the brother went back to the cave and opened it. He found  lot of money but when he tried to go out, he could not. After a few minutes, the thieves came in and saw the brother. The boss asked him how he knew about the cave, so he told them the story. They killed the brother and went to find Ali Baba’s house.
            Next morning the thieves hid in big jars and went to Ali Baba’s house. The boss and two of his men pretendded that they were merchants. Ali Baba invited them to lunch.
After lunch they took a rest. The house maid went out and found 40 thieves in te jars, so he boiled her oil and poured it on their heads to kill them.
After that Ali Baba lived in happiness for ever.