THE UGLY DUCKLING

The Ugly Duckling

Once upon a time down on an old farm, lived a duck family, and Mother Duck had been sitting on a clutch of new eggs. One nice morning, the eggs hatched and out popped six chirpy ducklings. But one egg was bigger than the rest, and it didn't hatch. Mother Duck couldn't recall laying that seventh egg. How did it get there? TOCK! TOCK! The little prisoner was pecking inside his shell. "Did I count the eggs wrongly?" Mother Duck wondered. But before she had time to think about it, the last egg finally hatched. A strange looking duckling with gray feathers that should have been yellow gazed at a worried mother. The ducklings grew quickly, but Mother Duck had a secret worry. "I can't understand how this ugly duckling can be one of mine!" she said to herself, shaking her head as she looked at her last born. Well, the gray duckling certainly wasn't pretty, and since he ate far more than his brothers, he was outgrowing them. As the days went by, the poor ugly duckling became more and more unhappy. His brothers didn't want to play with him, he was so clumsy, and all the farmyard folks simply laughed at him. He felt sad and lonely, while Mother Duck did her best to console him. "Poor little ugly duckling!" she would say. "Why are you so different from the others?" And the ugly duckling felt worse than ever. He secretly wept at night. He felt nobody wanted him. "Nobody loves me, they all tease me! Why am I different from my brothers?" Then one day, at sunrise, he ran away from the farmyard. He stopped at a pond and began to question all the other birds. "Do you know of any ducklings with gray feathers like mine?" But everyone shook their heads in scorn. "We don't know anyone as ugly as you." The ugly duckling did not lose heart, however, and kept on making inquiries. He went to another pond, where a pair of large geese gave him the same answer to his question. What's more, they warned him: "Don't stay here! Go away! It's dangerous. There are men with guns around here!" The duckling was sorry he had ever left the farmyard. Then one day, his travels took him near an old countrywoman's cottage. Thinking he was a stray goose, she caught him. "I'll put this in a hutch. I hope it's a female and lays plenty of eggs!" said the old woman, whose eyesight was poor. But the ugly duckling laid not a single egg. The hen kept frightening him. "Just wait! If you don't lay eggs, the old woman will wring your neck and pop you into the pot!" And the cat chipped in: "Hee! Hee! I hope the woman cooks you, then I can gnaw at your bones!" The poor ugly duckling was so scared that he lost his appetite, though the old woman kept stuffing him with food and grumbling: "If you won't lay eggs, at least hurry up and get plump!" "Oh, dear me!" moaned the now terrified duckling. "I'll die of fright first! And I did so hope someone would love me!" Then one night, finding the hutch door ajar, he escaped. Once again he was all alone. He fled as far away as he could, and at dawn, he found himself in a thick bed of reeds. "If nobody wants me, I'll hid here forever." There was plenty a food, and the duckling began to feel a little happier, though he was lonely. One day at sunrise, he saw a flight of beautiful birds wing overhead. White, with long slender necks, yellow beaks and large wings, they were migrating south. "If only I could look like them, just for a day!" said the duckling, admiringly. Winter came and the water in the reed bed froze. The poor duckling left home to seek food in the snow. He dropped exhausted to the ground, but a farmer found him and put him in his big jacket pocket. "I'll take him home to my children. They'll look after him. Poor thing, he's frozen!" The duckling was showered with kindly care at the farmer's house. In this way, the ugly duckling was able to survive the bitterly cold winter. However, by springtime, he had grown so big that the farmer decided: "I'll set him free by the pond!" That was when the duckling saw himself mirrored in the water. "Goodness! How I've changed! I hardly recognize myself!" The flight of swans winged north again and glided on to the pond. When the duckling saw them, he realized he was one of their kind, and soon made friends. "We're swans like you!" they said, warmly. "Where have you been hiding?" "It's a long story," replied the young swan, still astounded. Now, he swam majestically with his fellow swans. One day, he heard children on the river bank exclaim: "Look at that young swan! He's the finest of them all!" And he almost burst with happiness.

...the end...

any way angkai kena lah e?! wehehe..
well,cerita ini d tulis oleh Hans Christian Andersen...
menceritakan tentang seekor anak itik buruk rupa,,yang d kucilkan oleh keluarganya sendiri karna buruk rupanya.. (how poor)..
sebenernya sih,,hal ky gtu sering kejadian d dunia nyata,,gak mirip2 banget sih ama kisah "the ugly duckling" tapi intinya orang tua yang pilih kasih kali ye...
buat elo2 yang punya nasib kaya cerita ini...yang sabar aja deh,,,hehe
semua indah pada waktunya... ^.^

tross. ..diriku pun masi blajar nulis...ya maap klo kagak nyambung...bage pe nggo ermengkah nge...wkwkwkwkwk (jadi ng0mong ndiri aq nya)
sekian dulu ah...

Belahan Jiwa

Soulmate

A final goodbye is now being said
i feel the best part of life is now dead
i can understand , altough the pain is still there
life now turning to uncertainty and despair

there is safety in staying, i know that is why

the answer was made , the reason i cry
i'll have to let go, although i don't know how
head held high, hands on the plow
keep turning the dirt, planting the seeds
trying to find an orchid in the weeds
there's only one out there, so keep a good eye
and maybe i'll find one, if God feels it right
i've asked for forgiveness, in all that i've done
i know that he gave it, because of his son
tough choices are handled,in one or two ways
both choices are cruel, both leave you afraid
how long do you beg, to the ones that you chose
how long for the hole in your heart to close
to forgive you for some one God put in your heart
i can't ask for that which he made the start
a soulmate is chosen, at the drawing of time
you have but a lifetime,in order to find
a mirror of you exist but one place
you'll know it the moment you look at their face
kissing a neck,just out of the blue
is God's ways of saying, I've brought them to you
giving it up means living through hell
casting your chances, to the bottom of the well
life will return to the manner it was
missing that something,hoping because
seeing that look at the end of the day
saying i'm still watching,you best afraid
will the feelings of distrust ever end
the glaring looks the evenings send
will you just exist, and be happy with that
i will not fault you, i will not look back
i'll pray for your family, i'll pray for you
and although not deserving,please pray for me too

ketika kau dan aku tidak seirama

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