LIL' BIRD

‘Run Baby Run Nicky Cruz’, judul novel yang menurut saya adalah novel terkeren yang pernah saya baca.

Novel itu produk cetakan tahun 1968 , wew so old :) manula haha , novel itu isinya bahasa Inggris semua :D

walaupun ada kata-kata yang kurang saya tahu :p tapi setelah dibaca , Oh God ! marvelous .

Novel itu saya temukan di perpustakaan sekolah,

sampul novel itu udah usang dan sedikit rusak dan setelah saya pinjam …. Tambah ancuuurr jadinya J

Saya menemukan sebuah paragraf yang beuuuhh , menurut saya sih amazing (it’s on my own guys) .

Paragfraf itu tentang LITTLE BIRD .

Taraaaaaaaa here It is :

‘Papa sat in a rocking chair on the veranda smoking his pipe and told me about a bird that had become a legend in Puerto Rico.

It had no legs and was continually on the wing. Papa looked down sadly at me, “That’s you, Nicky. You’re restless.

Like a little bird, you’ll ever be on the run.” He slowly shook his head and looked up at the sky,

blowing smoke toward the vines that tumbled off the porch roof.

“The bird is tiny and very light. He weighs no more than a feather and he picks the moving air currents and sleeps on the wind.

He’s always running. Running from hawks, eagles, owls, and birds of prey.

He hides by keeping himself between them and the sun. if they ever get above him they can see him against the dark earth.

But his little wings are transparent, like the clear water in the lagoon. As long as she stays high they can’t see him. He never rests.”

Papa sat back and blew a stream of blue smoke into the fresh air. “But how does he eat?” I asked.

“He eats on the wing,” Papa replied. He talked slowly like he had seen the tiny creature.

“He catches insects and butterflies. He has no-legs no-feet, he is forever moving.”

I was fascinated with the story.

“But what about in gray weather?” I had asked him. “What happens when the sun doesn’t shine? How does he escape his enemies then?”

“In Gray weather, Nicky,” Papa said, “He flies so high no one can see him.

The only time he ever stops flying-the only time he ever stops running-the only time he comes to earth is when he dies.

For once he touches the earth, he can never run again.”

Papa patted me on the bottom and shooed me away from the house.

“Go now, Little Bird. Run and fly. Your papa will call you when it is time to run no more.”

I skipped through the grassy field flapping my arms like a bird trying to take off.

But from some reason I could never seem to gain enough speed to be airbone.’

Jadi, kalimat-kalimat tentang ‘little bird’ tadi bisa digunain jadi motivasi .

But it depends on you guys .