Do you prefer to Love or to be Loved?

Me? I’m a Lover. Why? It’s simple. I’m a coward. It’s easier to Love. It’s far simpler for me to give Love. What? It’s true. As long as I’m giving of my Love than the focus is on the individual who is receiving the Love … not me. Mother Teresa once said, “The success of Love is in the Loving – it is not in the result of Loving. Of course it is natural in Love to want the best for the other person, but whether it turns out that way or not does not determine the value of what we have done.” To me, the relationship my ultimately fail, but if I give of myself … if I Love as I know I can Love … then my Love has had value. It has meant something to someone.

Those individuals who can answer with 100% honesty that they prefer to be Loved are much braver than I. Robert Frost wrote, “Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.”There is some truth in that. We all want to be Loved. However, to truly allow someone to Love you all barriers have to be dropped. Walls must be broken down. You must allow yourself to be vulnerable. I detest my vulnerability. Again, I am a coward. I don’t like to let people in. I am worn out. I am tired. I am jaded. I have been hurt one too many times. I have misjudged what Love really is one too many times. Ultimately, my inability to let those who would Love me into the deepest core of my being will result in my loss. Who knows what I will miss because I allowed myself to be caught in the ‘Illusion of Love’ too often.

Do you prefer to Love?
“Because when we Love, we always strive to become better than we are.”
~Paulo Coelho

Do you prefer to be Loved?
“You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back.”
~Barbara DeAngelis

You decide.

“Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it. Those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, will never … never forget it.” ~Unknown
“You know when I said I knew little about Love? That wasn't true. I know a lot about Love. I've seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate... It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind Loves... You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that Love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and... What I'm trying to say, Tristan is... I think I Love you. Is this Love, Tristan? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange - no fits. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you Loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.” ~Stardust, Film 

YOU MOM

By Annisa Hudani, the first grade student of SMPN BERNAS Pangkalan Krinci.

Editor: Rita Endriyani, S.Pd.

You taught me to hold

Tears pouring rain

To always be patient in the trial

Prostration and kneeling to the Lord

You couplet formed by prayer

Take care of the crime

Sweep me away from the dust

That will make me fall

You are an inspiration in my life

To sweep the obstacles

Patience and care to create

You are a hero throughout the ages

FOR YOU MY FRIENDSHIP

By Feby Junia Putri, the first student of SMPN BERNAS Pangkalan Kerinci.

Editor: Rita Endriyani, S.Pd.

I live with you friend

Like diving

With open eyes

Stinging my eyes

Look big fish swallowing the small fish

Exposed mud, threatened blind

But my hear is lighter than air

And though my body sank

My soul will return to the sky

To bring you this poem

For you

MICHERLY MERCHANT

By Fitri Lovina, the first grade student of SMPN BERNAS Pangkalan Kerinci.

Editor: Rita Endriyani, S.Pd.

A long time ago, one day he sailed to the country for a trade affairs. When he was walking in the middle of the market, he met an old woman who is carrying two pieces of bread. Then, the merchant said hallo to the woman. “Mom is this bread for sale?”, “Yes” replied her. He offered two thousand dollars. Then, he ate two pieces of bread. He was satisfied because he felt very lucky.

The next day, he returned to the market. He saw the old woman again, he bought the bread. For twenty days he bought the bread, but after that the old woman did not show up anymore. Then, he asked people around there, but none knew.

One day, while he was at a high way, he looked the old woman, and he asked the reason for not selling the bread anymore. Then the old woman said “lord listen my answer, actually I made breads to the man who suffered with a disease. But now he was died, so I could not make bread anymore. He felt regret and then he got stomachache, nausea, and vomiting.

THE LUCKY TREE

By Nurul Izzah Aulia, the first grade student of SMPN BERNAS Pangkalan Kerinci.

Editor: Rita Endriyani, S.Pd.

Thermometer in my home showed 39 degrees Celsius. Unusually hot, my shirt was wet. However, I turned on the fan. I told to Mom that I wanted to go swimming. My Mom knew where I would like to go swimming. I carried my bag, and then I go to my neighbor to pick Alice up. Then, we went to the swimming pool that was behind our house. The swimming pool protected us from the heat by its roof, and there was a tree around the swimming pool. There are apple trees and lemon trees. We made an apple pie and lemon juice while harvest time was coming.  

“Come on Alice!!”, I said to Alice while I was preparing to jump to the pool. “Wait, wearing sun block first to keep your skin not burn”, said Alice. After that, we jumped together.

In the next morning, I went to Alice’s home. Today was a harvest time, so we planed to make apple ice cream and lemon juice. We took two hours to make them. After that we brought them under the tree and we ate there. Then, we small talked each other. We thought that people who live in this complex was so lucky, because they could feel fresh because of the trees. Besides, trees could prevent the Global Warming.

MYSTERIOUS BLOOD

By Gabriela, the first grade student of SMPN BERNAS Pangkalan Kerinci.

Editor: Rita Endriyani, S.Pd.

Hi, I’m Grace Morgan. I study in Junior International School. There is a forest near my school. In the forest, there is a small river that we usually call “River of Death”, and beside the river there is a cottage and the son who has an ugly face.  We call him “confuse son”. Every son who plays in the river will surely drown. But confusedly, there is much blood in that cottage. Firstly the color of the rivers is brown, and suddenly it becomes blue, and then changes again to brown. “Let’s search what’s going on there”. I say. “Come on” says my friends together. On Sunday we spy what’s the son doing?’’. But we don’t see the son today. “Maybe he tries to find the new one” I say. When we come in to the cottage, suddenly he is over there, and then we yell and go out soon. When I look back, he is drinking red water. “Guys, he is gosh. I see him drinking red water. “Really??” ask my friends. We decide to come back to the cottage, and we still see the son drinks red water. We try to brave and ask him, “What are you drinking? Is that blood?”, and then he replies “who says this is blood, this is strawberry juice”. Briefly, gosh story in that cottage is not true, and now they are friend with the son.

THE TEST RESULT

By Atikah Muna, the first grade student of SMPN BERNAS Pangkalan Kerinci.

Editor: Rita Endriyani, S.Pd.

The test finishes, and students wait the test result. Clara, Jane and Kate are very happy because they get a good result. Then, they directly go to the Mrs. Riza’s room to take their test result. Mrs. Riza is in her room. After getting te result, they go out from that room. In the outside, they open their test result soon.

“Yeeey….” Yell Clara. “Wat happen?” ask Kate to Clara

“Look at this!” says Clara. “Wow! God job, Clara” says Jane.

“Thanks Jane” says Clara.

“How about you Kate?” ask Clara. “not really good and really bad” says Kate.

“Oh, no problem Kate” says Clara. “thanks Clara” says Kate.

“And you jane? Ask Clara to Jane. “pretty good reply Jane.

“Hmmm, no problem, GANBATTE Jane!! Say Clara.

“Anyway, do you get something to do tonight?” ask Clara to Jane and Kate.

“Probably no” reply Jane and Kate.

“can you go to my house? I would like to invite you for dinner to refresh our mind.” Clara invites them.

“OK”, say Jane and Kate.

Finally, they come to Clara’s house and they spend night together.