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Friday, 27 April 2012

Calling the Wrong Boy


By Izza Karimah (XI IPA 4)

Have ever called the wrong man? What would you like to do when you called the wrong man? It’s ridiculous thing, isn’t?

My name is Izza Karimah. You could call me “Izza”. I’ve friend. Her name’s Tiwi. She’s my classmate at senior high school.

One day Tiwi and I went home after schooling. We rode tiwi’s cycle. When we were on the way, she greeted, called a man. “Hi Sellllll……”, she cried. The man whom she called didn’t response her. We were confused because he just kept silent. Then we stopped it and turned left. O my God, we felt surprise because we just had called the wrong man.

We were so ashamed. We laughed over loud (lol). It made her lose his concentration in riding cycle. We’d crash a tree beside the street. Luckily, nobody saw us.

So, next time, if we want to call someone, we make sure that he/ she is the man or not unless we will be shy.

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