I'M HALF MAD (FUNNY STORY)

it was fruit season. Almost all people at the country planted fruit trees.
So did nasreddin. He had a lot of grape trees. Hi picked two basketful of grapes and wanted to sell the grapes to the market. He put the two baskets on his donkey and brought them to the market

it was a very hot midday The market was still far before him. he stopped and had a drink in a foot stall nearby, than several men with several donkeys bringing grapes came and took a rest at the same foot stall. After having lunch, they fell asleep, Nasreddin did not fell asleep. seeing the men were sleeping he went out, he began taking out some grapes from the men's baskets and putting them into his.

suddenly one of them woke up and saw him. he shouted, "What are you doing"
"oh, i'm half mad. sometimes i do strange thing and do not know what i am doing, "said he"

really..? then why don't you sometimes take grapes from your basket and put them into our basket..? "asked the man angrily. Meanwhile the other men woke up. they approached nasreddin. nasreddin was afraid

"you don't understand me. i said i am half mad, not tottally mad. so . i still can differentiate which one are my baskets and which ones others. but i cannot differentiate where are others baskets if mine are there also

SELLING LADDER (FUNY STORY)

there was a rich garden that was full of fruit trees  near nasreddin's house. nasreddin him self did not have any fruit tree. one day he saw that the fruit trees had a lot of ripe fruits. nasreddin wanted  to pick some

then he took a ladder from his tool shed and put it against the wall that protected the garden. soon he climbed the ladder. as he was on top of the wall he pulled the ladder up and put it in the other side of garden. then he climbed down the ladder.
when he was about to shop to the land, the owner of the garden came. he shouted, "what are you doing, here." i have ladder and i want to sell it now said nasarudding quickly,

"selling your ladder in my fruit  garden ? don be foolish , naseruddin. i wan't believe you. you mast want to steal my fruits, 'said the owner anggrily.

'you are  the poolish." said nasheruddin, it's my leader you know? i can sell it anywhere  i want to. if you don't have any money, you needn't buy it "

and he climbed up the ladder again quickly. then he pulled up the ladder and put it in the other side of the garden. he climbed down quickly and he got to his own yard already.

PENDIDIKAN PROSES PEMBODOHAN SECARA SISTEMATIS

manusia adalah insan yang dinamis dan selalu ingin menuju perbaikan. salah memilih tempat pendidikan akan mematikan bakat yang terpendam pada diri mereka. misal saja anak yang berbakat olahraga dan benci matematika dipaksakan untuk mengambil jurusan matematika maka hasilnya akan tidak maksimal padahal seandainya mereka mengambil jurusan olahraga maka mereka akan lebih poduktif.

manusi terlahir dalam keadaan yang sama namun perkembangan mereka mempengaruhi keahlian mereka ketika mereka hidup pada komunitas keluarga dan masyarakat yang taat beragama maka diapun akan tumbuh dengan pengetahuan agama yang memadai beditu juga kalau keluarga dan masyarakatnya hidup sebagai tukang tenun dia akan tumbuh dengna mengetahui ilmu tentang menenun.

dengan demikian kita dilahirkan dalam keadaan unik dan membawa bakat masing masing yang harus dikembangkan karena dengan mempelajari dan mengembangkan bakat itu akan lebih menyenangkan bagi peserta didik daripada mempelajarai sesuatu yang mereka tidak penah ingin mengetahuinya.

sayangnya pendidikan menyuguhkan sesuatu yang tidak menarik untuk dipelajari oleh siswa. ketidak menarikannya itu disebabkan oleh banyak faktor baik dari faktor guru, saranda dan prasarana, maupun tidak ada niat dari siswa untuk mempelajari hal tersebut karena dari awal mereka sudah tidak suka dengan pelajaran seperti itu.

maka jangan salah kalau pendidikan sekarang hanyalah tempat untuk ketemuan tampa tujuan yang jelas yang lebih parah lagi tempat mematikan bakat. karena mereka dipaksakan dengan materi meteri yang mereka tidak sukai dan akhirnya melupakan mutiara bakat yang seharusnya mereka kembangkan.

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