<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Read The Short Stories</title><description>We can read more short stories on this blog. Find the articles, news, etc.</description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><pubDate>Sun, 8 Sep 2024 23:24:34 +0700</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://entryvi.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>We can read more short stories on this blog. Find the articles, news, etc.</itunes:subtitle><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><title>Nobel Prizes</title><link>http://entryvi.blogspot.com/2008/06/nobel-prizes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 17:35:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35971164.post-5360225535015687304</guid><description>Alfred Bernhard Nobel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only few people do not know Nobel Prizes, because these prizes are given annually to those who have made remarkable and profitable activities in various fields. Many experts in different field enable have received the prizes for the contribution, but the general public knows little about Nobel, his life, inventions and intentions. In 1861 Alfred Bernhard Nobel helped his father produce nitroglycerin. When he was 43, he needed a secretary and house keeper and then he tell in love with her, but it was too late. Though disappointed he still had a life long friendship with her. One year before his death, Nobel wrote Nobel Foundation and the prizes.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">30</thr:total></item><item><title>THE KING’S BOATMAN</title><link>http://entryvi.blogspot.com/2008/01/kings-boatman.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Wed, 9 Jan 2008 18:59:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35971164.post-7813418924434416369</guid><description>&lt;h1&gt;THE KING’S BOATMAN&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;In the days before cars, trains and aeroplanes, the king traveled by boat. Once the king was traveling to a town far from the capital. Besides the boatmen, he had several of his ministers with him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;The day was very warm, and the ministers fell asleep. Of course, the boatmen couldn’t sleep. It was their duty to row the king’s boat. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;As the day grew warmer, the boatmen became very tired. One of them looked at the sleeping ministers. He became very tired. One of them looked at the sleeping ministers. He began to grumble. “Look at them,” he said. “Sleeping the day away. I don’t know why they can’t help us row the boat. After all, we’re all men. We should be able to do the same work and help each other out.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Now the king happened to overhear this. A little later he heard a noise coming from the woods beside the river. He ordered the boat to stop and sent the grumbling boatman to find out what the noise was. Soon the boatman came back. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;“What’s making that noise?” asked the king. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;“Some puppies,” repelled the boatman.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;“How many are there?” the king asked. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Because he didn’t know, the boatman had to go back to look. When he returned he said there at six. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;“What color are these puppies?” asked the king.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Again the boatman had to returned to the woods. This time he said that the puppies were black, white and brown. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;“They must be very nice puppies,” said the king. “Tell me, are they male of female?” Once more the boatman had to go into the woods. This time he was able to tell the king that four were male and two were female.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;The king then woke one of his ministers and sent him to find out what the noise was. When the minister returned the king said. “Well, what did you find out?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;“That noise is made by some new-born puppies, Your Majesty, “said the minister. “There are six of them, four males and two females.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;“What color are they?” asked the king. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;“One is white, three are black, and the others are brown, like the mother,” the minister replied. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;The king turned to the boatman. “When I asked you to find about the noise, you had to make four trips into the woods. This man had to go only once. This is one reason that he is a minister while you are a boatman. Some people are good at giving information and advice. Others are good at rowing boats.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;After this, the boatman did not grumble about his work. &lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></item><item><title>A FARMER AND HIS DONKEY</title><link>http://entryvi.blogspot.com/2008/01/farmer-and-his-donkey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Wed, 9 Jan 2008 18:55:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35971164.post-9039075242317262820</guid><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;A farmer was going to the market with his son to sell his donkey, He was very anxious to keep the creature in good condition. He wished to get a good amount from the buyers. So he loaded the animals into a cart and drew it along the road. Some passersby noticed this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;The shouted in loud voices so that the farmer could hear, “See, what a funny sight, instead of riding the donkey, ha is giving it a ride. Have you ever seen anything like this?” The farmer paused for a while and thought. He then took the donkey out of the cart and clambered on its back. His son was walking behind him. One the way he heard some women talking, “look at the strong man. He is riding the donkey and his poor son is made to walk,” The farmer halted for a second time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;This time he made his son get on the donkey, while he tugged along on food. “Oh! What a shame?” said some passersby? “The son rides the donkey while the poor old man has to walk.” The he decided that both of them should ride on the donkey’s back. A few minutes later came across some young man. One of them told the farmer, “Shame on you! Have pity on poor creature. He is tired of carrying such a heavy load.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;At this time the farmer lost his patience. He shouted, “I am not going to listen to anyone anymore. I will do according to my will.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Saying this he went on his way towards the market.&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total></item><item><title>Wolf and The Lamb</title><link>http://entryvi.blogspot.com/2008/01/wolf-and-lamb.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Wed, 9 Jan 2008 18:43:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35971164.post-4038237026959587545</guid><description>&lt;h1&gt;Wolf and The Lamb&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;In a forest a deer was grazing along with her babies. Suddenly she saw a wolf coming towards them. The deer thought of how to save her babies form the wolf and face danger. So she turned towards the wolf and politely wished, good morning.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;The wolf replied good morning looking rather puzzled. The deer always run away when they see him. He asked, “Are you not frightened of me?” The deer repelled, “Not al all, because I know that you are brave. You do not attack anyone unless they quarrel with you”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;The wolf said, “You are absolutely right. I am very peaceful animal. “and it went into the forest. Suddenly the wolf saw a lamb drinking water down the stream. He felt very happy. He said to him self , “ Oh ! I have go my dinner”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Suddenly he remembered the deer’s word.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;He searched for an excuse to attack the lamb. He told the lamb, “Oh! Wicked one ! Why are you making the water muddy which I am drinking?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;The lamb politely replied, “Sir I am drinking water in the downstream. How can I make your water muddy? Water never flows up.” For a moment the wolf did not find any answer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;He was determined to quarrel with the lamb. Finally the wolf said, “Six months ago you had called me name.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;The lamb replied, “Sorry sir, you are mistaken. I was not even born six months ago.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;The wolf realized that the lamb was right.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;He went away to the forest without causing any harm to the lamb.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;While returning to the forest the wolf thought to him self, “ My brother wolf never talked to its victim, but the deer tricked me to save her life.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;So, he hurriedly came back to the stream. But he found that the lamb had already disappeared.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.05pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;The wolf had to go without a meal.&lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></item><item><title>Sweet Memory</title><link>http://entryvi.blogspot.com/2007/12/sweet-memory.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 19:42:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35971164.post-5058245219492368473</guid><description>&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0cm;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;My name is Lintang Mutiara. I live at street wader      two number 3 city Tegal. I had born on date October 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; 1991.      My hobby is reading and listening music. In the family, I have two      brothers, the first name Linggar and the second is name Dinar. Linggar age      seventeen years old, he is school in STM DWP class tree. And the second      Dinar, he is age eight years old. I had very loving them. My mother is      wide wife and my father is technical electric. We had harmony family. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;Now, I age sixteen years old. My school is SMK PGRI      class two. No feel traveling my school had finish. The first in school SMK      PGRI, I had be in class 1 AP or can mention direction secretary. Because I      hope later tomorrow I will be secretary in order to I can make happily my      parents. In school I have many friends as Heni, Dewi, Devi, Tika and etc.      they always apprise feeling friends another. In class one AP occupation is      all women because pointed secretary, class AP leader is Ms. Laili. She      very beautiful and good. We very loving her. Although first she had      killer, but we know what her aimed for educate us in order to student is      discipline. Quantity students in here is 45 children, very many and they      also compact for voce all problem. We believe, we will can save it. In      here also there teacher very killer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;Class AP is very fun and the students is very      naughty, in fact here all women. On time I have best friend, it’s eight      person, we always compact, anywhere we always together. But don’t know      why, that friendship shattered, I don’t know what problem it? Possible      among us no there agreed again one another. But although we don’t together      again, we constant like usually.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;On date August 7 – 9 2007 my school camping, the      place is Lebaksiu, very horrible. Because there are in middle woods. But      have fun. We go by truck. We staying in there for three days, time very      long. I’m happy after last day we come back.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;On middle years, I followed Bantara is program      Indonesia Boy Scout with my friend movement. I followed this activity with      friend together. In class AP very many follow it. This program hold in      order to study the student to be independent, besides that to in order to      we can know out area there, and we too can to add insight and new      experience. In this program my friend believe me for be secretary, I very      happy and I too can study for future moderate difficult, but I will always      studied it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;I’m in the class 2, feeling me very happy like      usually, we meet again with on class 1. But now difference because the      student don’t compact again. In class 2 AP leader is Ms. Ita J. She is      teacher very educated vast, she is studied Math in class us. She too very      killer, till I nervous if she studied us. But she too loves me and we too.      &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;Till now, I still to be Bantara. In this program I      believe I will be good student. I very happy because I can do what I want.      I will always effort for reach by desire idea. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;My friend, possible enough for my memory. I hope to      be sweet memory in my live. Thanks for all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>The legend of Timun Mas</title><link>http://entryvi.blogspot.com/2007/11/legend-of-timun-mas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 17:07:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35971164.post-1160676814864647830</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.e-smartschool.com/cra/001/timunemas3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 227px;" src="http://www.e-smartschool.com/cra/001/timunemas3.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Long time ago, there was a farmer couple. Unfortenately, they hadn’t had any children yet. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;They prayed to God for a child One day a giant passed their home. He heard what they were praying. Then giant gave them a cucumber seed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Then the couple planted teh cucumber sees. Each day the took care of teh growing plant so carefully. Month later, a golden cucumber grew from the plant. Teh cucumber was getting heavier and bigger each day. When it was ripe, they picked it. Carefully they cut of the cucumber and how surprised were they when found a beuatiful bay inside. They were so happy. They named the baby Timun Mas. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Many years after, Timun Mas had grown into a beautiful girl. Her parents were very happy. But thier happiness turned to fear when her 17th birthday came. The giant was going to take Timun Mas away. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;The father was giving a small bag to Timun Mas, equipped with magic stuff, salt, chilty, cucumber seed, shrimp paste as weapon. Her father told her that it could help her from the giant. He ordered Timun Mas to run away. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;The giant was chasing Timun Mas and he was getting closer and closer. Timun Mas then took a hardful of salt from her small bag. She spread out the salt behind her. Suddenly a wide sea appeared between them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Timun Mas was still running, the giant almost caught her. Then she took some chilly and threw them to the giant. The chilly suddenly grew into some trees and trapped the giant. Timun Mas could escape again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Unfotunately the giant almost caught Timun Mas. So she took me the third magic stuff, the cucumber seeds. She trow the seeds and suddenly they became a wide cucumber field. The giant ate those fresh cucumber. He ate so much that he felt sleepy and fell asleep soon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Timun Mas kept on running as fast as she could. But the giant had woken up Timun Mas so scared. Then she threw her last weapon, shrimp paste. It became a big swamp. The giant fell into it but his hands almost reached Timun Mas. But at last he was drowned.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt;Timun Mas was safe now. Then she returned to her parents house her parents were very happy. &lt;/span&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">16</thr:total></item><item><title>Adi as Internet Operator</title><link>http://entryvi.blogspot.com/2007/09/adi-as-internet-operator.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Fri, 7 Sep 2007 19:07:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35971164.post-4198693666970355462</guid><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His name is Adi. He is as Internet operator at ADP COMPUTER. He is 21 years old. His height is about 169 centimeter and his weight 60 kilograms. He works six days a week. His cyber cafe is in Jl. Blimbing. His hobby is chatting. He very is Very busy. He has more girlfriends. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of his girls is Mrs. Andri. She is an elementary school teacher.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everyday she comes to ADP Computer to meet Adi for dating. Adi loved her so much, so did Mrs. Andri.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She always smile to Adi when meet him. When Adi types something she always sits on his side to make Adi be happy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;May be they having a planning to prepare all they need for their marriage. &lt;/p&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>While I studied at Vocational High School</title><link>http://entryvi.blogspot.com/2007/07/semua.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jul 2007 18:10:00 +0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35971164.post-8064389901956143740</guid><description>While I studied at Vocational High School, I had a beautiful girl friend.  She always  reminded me  to  study hard  and  checked our home work together. I had ever helped to do the task from our teacher, so did he. He was so kind for me. Because she was smart, friendly, and beauty, so I was interested in her. It was happened at first class.We often discussed about the studies to solve the problem of the mater. Sometime, she told me about her boy friends. She said that her boy friends was the school mate of her junior high school. Since, anyone gave me the letter of love she looking was different. I did know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hoped that can be the best her friend, but I can not do it because I had not self confidence.</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>