Contoh teks Narative Bahasa Inggris Pendek

Contoh teks Narative Bahasa Inggris Pendek
Contoh Narative Teks Pendek

How the Philippines was made story

        Many thousands of years ago, a man and his wife lived in the Philippines, they were called Angngalo and Angngarab.
One morning, they went to
gather some shellfish. Inside one, they found a pearl. It was an unusual yellow colour and very large.
Angngalo gave it to Angngarab. “Oh!” she said, “I can find many more pearls than you!”
Soon they were quarrelling and shouting at each other. They ran along the seashore looking for shellfish. Before, they had a big pile in front of them. They pulled open the shells and looked in them for pearls.
“I’ve go more pearls than you!” shouted Angngalo.
“No, you haven’t!” answered Angngarab. “Anyway, my pearls are bigger than yours!”
Soon, they were fighting. They threw the shells and pearls at each other. (That is why there are so many shells and pearls in the Philippines) They rolled on the ground and stamped their feet.
There was aloud “Boom!” and “Crack!”. The mountains and hills began to split. The water in the rivers and lakes flooded the land.
They still continued fighting. Suddenly, there was a great storm, with thunder lighting. The land broke into several parts. Luzon was in the north, the Visayan Islands were in the middle, and Mindanao in the south.
Because of this, there are now over seven thousand islands in the Philippines.


The woman in the moon

           There was once a farmer called Gatan. He owned more than ten buffaloes and several large rice fields.
One day, he went to plant rice. He was surprised to find that the rice field had changed into a pond. The water was a beautiful golden colour.
Some people said it was very lucky, but others said that some trouble would come to Gatan.
The next morning, when Gatan went to visit the pond, he heard some girls singing. As there were no girls living near his farm, he hid behind some bushes-, to watch. Soon he saw several lovely girls approaching the pond. They were wearing long red dresses with wings fixed to the back. They took off their dresses and jumped into the water. He watched them laughing, singing and playing with each other for some time.
Suddenly, he stood up. "Hey! Who are you?" he shouted. "What are you doing here?"
The girls hurriedly jumped out of the water and put on their clothes. They looked like large butterflies. They all flew away except one. She was unable to fly because one of her wings had become caught in some long grass.
Gatan ran towards her. "I should cut off your head!" he said. "You have turned my rice field into a pond."
"Let me go!" said the girl. "Don't you know who I am? I am the daughter of King Kabigat, who lives in the clouds."
Gatan had heard of King Kabigat. He was the King of the Fairies.
Gatan took her home with him. She looked after his house, cooked his food and helped him with his work.
When later he asked her to become his wife, she said, "One day, I shall have to return to my father. He's not happy that I am living on earth. However, you are a good man and if you would like me to marry you, I shall do so."
They lived happily together for many years, and they had a lovely daughter whom they called Bugan. Gatan loved his daughter very much. He always played with her and taught her to read and write. Whenever he went out to work in his rice fields, she went with him.
One day, they did not have enough vegetables in the house for dinner, so her mother sent her to fetch some from the store-room.
There she found her mother's old dress with the wings still fixed to it. She put it on and ran back to see her mother, flap¬ping the wings like a butterfly.
As soon as her mother saw her, she put her hands to her mouth. "Oh! Where did you find that?" she asked. "It's the dress I wore when I first met your father. You'd better not tell your father. He doesn't know that I've kept it all these years."
When Gatan returned home that evening, his wife was crying.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"Dear husband," she said, "I've just heard from my father that my mother is very ill. He wants me to go back to see her."
"How can you?" her husband said. "We've been so happy together. If you have to go, let's all go together."
"But my wings are not strong enough to carry all three of us," his wife replied.
"Where are your wings?" Gatan asked. "I thought you had thrown away your dress with the wings a long time ago."
"Please don't be angry," his wife said, "but I have kept the dress all this time in the store-room. Anyway, I told you before we married that I would have to return one day to my father's home."
Gatan ran to the store-room. He looked everywhere but he could not find his wife's dress.
"Your dress is not here," he said. But just as he was speaking, he saw his wife flying out of the window. She was wearing her dress with the wings, and carrying their daughter in her arms.
"Come back!" he cried.
"I'm sorry, dear husband, I can't. It's time for me to return to my parents. My mother is old and sick."
Soon his wife and daughter were only tiny dots in the sky.
That evening, when Gatan looked up at the sky, he saw the moon. There was something new in it. There was a woman holding a child. The woman was crying.
Gatan knew that the woman in the moon was his wife. $he had returned to her parents' house. But she was crying be¬cause she was sad at leaving her husband behind.

Pinocchio and The Wicked Witch

          In a large pine forest in the country Italy , lonely . He always dreamed about having a child . Every day , he went to cut wood for the city people . One day , an idea illuminated his mind , the idea of crafting a puppet , that he would give the name of Pinocchio . He made the doll and at night , the puppet come to life ! One year of happiness and thriller passed , on Sunday morning , Gepetto told Pinocchio : it's my birthday soon , my little boy ! I hope you do not forget it ! Euuh , sure , I'm not ! Pinocchio felt awkward .

 He did not think about it . Gepettos birthday comes just three days ahead, and he had not prepared a gift . After a long night of reflecting , Pinocchio finally decided to offer a homemade chocolate cake to her as a gift . When the sun rose, Pinocchio was ready to go outside find the ingredients . The main problem was not even known he was in and the recipe.

 So after school , he decided to go ask someone for the ingredients to bake a cake . During his walk , Pinocchio , the wooden puppet , met shamans city . Hey , little boy , do you need help for your chocolate cake ? Hum You can help me ? , Tanya Pinocchio . Sure , I could . Follow me ! After walking a few minutes so , Pinocchio saw big , big , big huge candy house . They entered together and Pinocchio was caught by a large enclosure . Mouahahaha ! I was finally able to catch you ! you be mine , you will work for me ! , Said the evil witch .

  Pinocchio was terrified . When the guards came and took him out of the cage , he immediately ran very fast and he managed to escape . At the same time, the evil wizard , summoned all his troops with him , ran after him and he pulled out his wand . Evil devil changed the little wooden puppet into a chocolate cake ! When he returned home , he told the whole story to his father and they went to find a fairy god . After a long journey , they finally found the fairy god and they had a magic potion for Pinocchio , Pinocchio to treat the poor.
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The Kusu legend
(Favourite stories from Singapore)

            Over a hundred and fifty years ago there lived in the village which is now Singapore, two holy men. One was an Arab named Dato Syeh Rahman, and the other was a Chinese named Yam.

These holy men spent most of their time praying and fasting. But soon they found the village too noisy. And so one day Yam said to his friend. “Syed, there is an island near here where we could go for some peace and quite.”
“That’s a wonderful idea” said Syed. “But how do we go there?”
“That’s easy. We hire a boat,” said Yam, and that is what they did. Their boat was very simple, and they took nothing to eat or drink.
God took Yam and Syed Rahman to the island safely and when they got there, they each went a different way to pray and fast. Yam walked up the hill, and Syed stayed near the sea.
For two days, the man prayed without having anything to eat and drink. Then Yam began to feel sick. At first he tried to hide his illness from his friend, but soon his throat began to feel as if it were on fire, and his lips grew dry and cracked. Yam went to where his friend was praying.
“Syed,” he called. “Syed.”
“Yam,” said Syed. “You look weak.” He felt his friend’s forehead. “Why, you are burning up with fever.”
Syed made a place for Yam to rest, and while Yam slept, he prayed, after praying for some time. Syed shook him by the soldier.
“Wake up, Yam.” He said, “Wake to the boat now. I think you’ll find all you need there.”
Yam walked to the boat, and when he got there he found food and a jar of cool fresh water. He ate and drank, then went back to Syed and told him what happened.
“God is merciful,” said Syed. “Now we must go on with our prayers.”
Yam went back to the hill-top while Syed stayed by the sea. They prayed and fasted for several more days before returning to their homes.
After that, the two holy men often went to the island to pray. And many years later first one. And then the other, died on the island. Syed Rahman’s mother, Cik Galib, and his siter, Cik Sharfah Fatimah, were both very religious women, and when they died, their bodies were also brought to the island and buried there. Later, a Chinese temple for Tuah Peh Kong, the God of Prosperity, was built on this same island.
Today, thousands of people visit Kusu Island each year. The come to honour the two holy men, Yam and Dato Syed Rahman, who first went there.

The bear-lady story
(Favourite stories from Singapore)

            Once there was a bamboo-cutter who lived with his wife in a small wooden house near the town. As they grew older. The man became bald while his wife began to lose her hearing and her eyesight.
One afternoon the old bamboo-cutter said, “I’m going to town to sell my bamboo.”
“EH?” said the wife. “What did you say?”
The man loudly repeated what he had said and then set off for town. “Yesterday she put salt in my tea,” he said to himself, “and this morning she put sugar in the rice porridge. Still, she says there’s nothing wrong with her eyes! Later, long after her husband had gone, the old woman it happened that an old sun-bear was walking in the woods behind the house. When he smelled the foo, the sun-bear began to feel very hungry. At first he thought the smell came from a pile of rubbish. He pawed through the rubbish, but found of the house and knocked loudly.
“Is that you, husband?” the old woman called out. “Come in and eat. The food is almost cold,” She put a large dish of porridge and some fish and vegetables on the table.
The sun-bear ate all the fish, all the vegetable and all the porridge. Then he went back to his home in the woods, happy that he had met such a kind old woman.
The next morning the bear again passed the house, and again he smelled food. When he knocked on the door, the old woman called, “Come and eat your breakfast before it gets cold,” so the bear ate the food she had cooked.
For the nest three days, the sun-bear ate all his meals in the bamboo-cutter’s home. Then one evening, as he was eating, the bamboo cutter’s wife called out from the kitchen, “There’s a hole in the roof. You’d better repair it before the rains come.”
The bear, which had just swallowed a mouthful of hot rice porridge, made a loud noise.
“Well,” said the woman, “it’s no use sitting there making rude noise, husband. The hole won’t repair itself.”
The bear went on eating quietly.
“you know, you’re beginning to smell, said the woman. “When did you last wash yourself?”
The bear was so hurt by these that he left the food half-eaten and walked off into the woods.
The next morning, the bamboo-cutter arrived home. “The bridge was swept away by a flood and so I had to stay in town,” he said to his wife. “But now I’m home, and I’m very hungry for rice and fish.’
“Fish?” said the woman. “but you’ve been eating fish every day, for the last few days.”
“How could I when I was in town?”
“Well,” said the woman, “Somebody’s been eating.” Just then there was a knock on the door. The bamboo-cutter went on see who it was. There stood the sun-bear! The old man chased the bear away and laughed. “Do you know something?” he said to his wife. “You’ve been feeding that old bear.”
When the old woman heard this, she fainted.


Mat Jambol and The Tiger Story
Folktale from Sing

                              One day, as Mat Jambol was mending his fishing nets, he saw a man running across the field towards him.
Folktale from Singapore
“Mat, come quickly” cried the man. “a tiger has eaten my chickens and killed my goat.”
Mat Jambol ran back across the field with the farmer. when they got to the farmer’s house, he looked carefully at the ground. The tigers’s track led to a small clearing in the forest not far from the farm. In the grass were chicken feathers and some bones.
Folktale from Singapore
“The tiger brought your
goat and chicken here to eat them,” said Mat Jambol. “I will build a trap for him,”
Folktale from Singapore
Cutting some bamboo, Mat Jambol made
long sharp stakes. These he pushed into the ground under a tree near the farmer’s house. When the bamboo stakes were pushed firmly into the ground. Mat Jambol covered them with some green leaves, tree branches and grass. Then he hung a dead goat from the tree. He covered the goat’s body with oil, and then walked home across the field.
Folktale from Singapore
That night, the moon was full and the hungry tiger come to the farm to look for food. As soon as he reached the farmyard he smelled the goat. “That stupid farmer has left his food outside,” thought the tiger as he followed the scent of the goat.
Folktale from Singapore
The farmer and his family were looking through the cracks of their house, watching the tiger in the moonlight. Suddenly the tiger leapt at the goat hanging from the tree. His orange and black body gleamed in the moonlight, for he was a very handsome tiger. The tiger caught the goat between his paw, and for a moment, it looked as if the farmer would lose another goat. But the goat’s body was slippery, so slippery that even the tiger couldn’t hold it. With a roar the tiger slid to the ground, and there he fell on Mat Jambol’s sharp bamboo stakes. The stakes went right through the tiger’s body. He died with a terrible scream.
Folktale from Singapore
The farmer and his family ran out of their house to look at the tiger. “Thanks to Mat Jambol, he won’t bother us again,” said the farmer.
Folktale from Singapore
The following day, Mat Jambol helped the farmer throw the tiger’s body into the sea.
“we must repay you for this kindness,” said the farmer. “Why don’t you come to dinner tonight?”
“I’ve got to repair my nets,” said Mat Jambol. “maybe some other time. But remember, you don’t owe me anything. I’m always happy to help a friend.”
Folktale from Singapore
The farmer went home. Happy that his chickens and goats would be now safe, and grateful that he had such a clever friend as Mat Jambol.

Folktale - The giant princess’s fan story
(Favourite story from Singapore)

                   In days long gone by, the world divided into two parts, and each part was rulled by a powerful giant king. The Eastern lands were hot and wet, while the Western lands were cold and dark. Sometimes there were wars between the giants of two the lands, but story takes place when there was peace.
The youngest  son of the king of the Western Lands wanted to travel, and so left father’s palace. For many days, the prince travelled east, hiding whenever he saw soldiers. Many weeks later, he came to a small lake in the Eastern lands.
Because it was hot, the prince went for a swim in the lake. Suddenly, he saw a beautiful girl on the opposite side of the lake. He swam to her side, and they began to talk.
“I am a traveller from the Western Lands,” said the prince.
The girl’s eye grew wide. “Then you must leave,” she said. “My father, the king, will kill you if he finds you here.”
The prince was about to swim away when the giant princess called him back. “Don’t go yet. My ladies and I will hide you for a time, and we can swim together each day.”
After his long journey, the prince was glad to have chance to rest. The princess’s ladies hid him in a small house in the forest near the lake. Each day they brought him food, and each day he swam with the princess in the lake, before long, the prince and the princess fell in love.
“I want to marry you,” said the prince.
“But my father would never agree to it,” said the princess. “He would never let me marry a prince of the western Lands.”
“I’ll go and ask him anyway.” Said the prince, and he walked to the palace of the king of the Eastern lands.
When the king heard the prince say he wanted to marry the princess, he immediately threw the young man into prison. A few days later, the princes escaped, and he went to the lake. There he saw the princess. “Come with me to the west,” he said. “we can be married in my father’s palace, and my family will welcome you as my wife,”
“Are you sure it will be all right?” asked the princess. “Yes, but we must hurry.”
The princess wrapped her jewels and a beautiful fan in a length of silk. Then she took the prince’s hand, and together they ran towards the west, away from her father’s guards. In her hurry, the giant princess dropped her bundle. In the darkness, she was able to find her shiny jewelry, but not her fan. “I’ve lost my fan, my beautiful fan,” she cried.
The princess could hear the guards coming closer. “Come, my dear,” he said “we cannot waste any more time. I’ll buy you another they fled to the Western Lands where they were married. The beautiful fan that the giant princess dropped, fell to earth in what is now Malaysia. Some time later it flated down a river to the sea where it caught on some rocks and turned into an island. This island is now called Singapore.

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Source: Favourite stories  from Singapore by Irene-Anne Monteiro and Jenny Watson