Saturday, 10 December 2016

Oh... Oh... Oh... By: Idrus


The People fall in line front of the ticket line. Someone was constanly couching and spitting. the young man coughed again, and his mouth came a thick milk. Mopping the sweat from his forehead with a fancy hankerchief, the Indonesian gre angry. His words were staccayo: "If you please,Mister, don't get out of yoir place in the line". The train pulled out of Subakami Station. The Chinese sat in the secondclass smiling and laughing sweetly toward a Eurasian girl. In the Third and Fourth classes people were jammed together. They Complained and even cried because of the crowdin. Near Borgor the trainwas racing over the rails. Suddenly the cripple hanging to the door rails glost his grip and fell off. someone pulled the cord and train stopped. People ran back down track, but he was dead. they left body there. The train came to a stop at a tiny station, Several young men got oh.. oh.. oh.. on the train; all of them are to the waist. When someone asked her what the matter was, she answered: "My Rice" That policeman has gone off, People looked left and right for a policeman a carrying a bag of rice.

The Story I think Environment and Sacrifices Environment because not all the police man you being confident. sacrifices because the police man get the rice all the passengers,
If you one of the passenger are you giving your rice? and What do you think many of them crying?
I think we harast the passengers to get the rice and we smote and threating the passengers to gave the rice.

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