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Friday, 30 November 2012

I and Robert Frost's relation

As usual, I'm gonna start this writing by saying "Hi, there!". Eumh actually have you realized that I change the url? hehe :p I change it because I want to avoid from type of a-kepo-person. Idk who she/he is but I just feel uncomfortable from it. Okay let's move to the main part of this writing cikiciw
Actually what I wanna share to you is about the result of my writing task. Have I told you about the writing task that I've given to my lecture? the "what if" writing? I already get it back to see a feedback from her this afternoon and there's one interesting thing from her comment. It's not a usual comment that she made. She wrote a comment for me that said I should read a poem by Robert frost "(The) Road Not Taken". She said that it will relate to what I've written. So, as soon as I catch to my second home-Purmel- I directly search about that poem because I'm too curious about it. When I've finished to search this poem on google, then I read it and do you know what's the message of this poem? It's such a very deep message that really relate to my writing. This poem tells about a person who had to face two different but equally 'fair' path. This person finally took the less-traveled path rather than the most-traveled path. At first, he doubted whether it was the right path to take or not, he also was so curious about what was happen on the other path. But, finally he realized that no matter which path that he took, it would bring its own story. Writer tried to say that actually taking a less-traveled path is not really that bad, because somehow taking a risk is worth it at the end. Why? because you have became the person you thought you'll never be. The person who's brave enough to take the road that's not as popular as other road. When I read it, the one thing that comes up to my mind is, Oh my god, thanks Maam Savina, I don't even know you'll be that care enough to your student. Btw, do you want to know how the poem is? I'll share it to you at the end of this writing. Have a good time to read it :) Thanks Mr.Robert Frost for leaving us this epic poem as your legacy

xoxo Yummi

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


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