Friday, November 30, 2012


TASK 7: INDIVIDUAL PARAGRAPH WRITING

Unforgettable Childhood Memory
Every people have their own unforgettable childhood memory. There must be happy, funny or sad childhood remembrances. However, my unforgettable childhood memory is the worst memory that I ever had which was very embarrassing to me. But, for other people they thought it was funniest story. The situation is my bad attitude that often I do as a child that is bedwetting. My parents figure out my problem because they know that me still child that time and my currently age that time is around 5-6 years old. Nevertheless, that is exhausted and struggle thing because they need to wash my bed sheets every time and frequently change the mattress.
            Yet, when I am still childhood, I often stayed and sleep at my grandparents house when my parents off to outstation. Same situation at there, my grandparents always yelling on me because my behavior always get bedwetting that time. They need to dry the mat every day.
However, this is the beginning of my story that I not really feel too embarrassing. The real story is when one day I decided to sleep at my grandparents house and in the mean time there is many my uncle, aunt and cousin also staying there. One of my uncles that always play me around knows that I will stay with them at one night. Seriously that time, my uncle wanted to scare me. He told me that if I still get a bedwetting, he will cut my pubic and throw it give the dogs eat. At that time of course I scare but I just shut and keep calm. Inside my mind and my feeling I keep tell to it, no bedwetting. I just speak it silently mostly every time. No bedwetting.
Then, I keep thinking about what my uncle told me that time. In my mind, one thing to avoid get bedwetting that time is did to drink much water. Then, I just drink a little amount of water and go to pee before sleep. Hopefully what I have done will stop me to get bedwetting even if only for that night.
Unfortunately, when I wake up early in the morning, directly I touch my pants and oh no! It’s wet. Suddenly, I wake up and find another pant and take change the wet pant. While to do that, I heard a voice come near me, and quickly I run to the behind the main door. Like play hide and seek, I hiding behind the door. The voice that I heard before is actually my grandmother. At that time, she wondering that I wake up so silently that morning. Therefore, my grandmother plans to search for my existence. She looks at me every side in the house. Unfortunately, my grandmother cannot find me. So, she tells to my grandfather, my uncles and aunt, cousins also people inside that house to find me. Surprisingly they also cannot find me even though I just hiding near of them which is behind the door.  I considered safe that time no one found me, because behind the door is cover between the sofa and main door.
Because they too worried, they plan to call police but decided to find me one more time around the house also at neighborhoods area. However, in the mean time, my sister already sees me but she just keeps quiet. But, no longer from that, she tells my mother that I am hiding behind the door. Suddenly my mother looks behind the door and see me lie at there. Every people quickly went to see and directly their laugh each other. They all know that I am hiding because again I get bedwetting and that time I just keep quiet and make sulk face. Because of that that day was really funny situation, all of them thank me because it’s was great exercise in early morning. They know me was sulking that day, then they just persuade me to take a breakfast together while have a talk about the wonderful experience that day.
Even though I am feel so embarrassing about that situations, but I realize that how deep my family love me. I really appreciate of their caring and loving feeling they have through me. But, unexpectedly because of bedwetting my family can gather each other just like family gathering. And now I know bedwetting is power full moment childhood memory in my entire life. The End !

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