Writing has been a passion for me. When my prof. from Chaucer class gives us an assignment to write a dairy of one of the characters in that Tale, I was having a very wild imagination. And here is my wild imagination looks like.
Adhari ADHARI
130216097
Assist. Prof. Dr. Papatya ALKAN GENCA
ING 2110 Chaucer
April 07, 2015
Dear Diary,
Last night I could not sleep. One possible thing that caused this to happen is the fact that I was under the influence of a book that I have just read. The topic of that book kept bothering my head. Even when I decided to read many other sources, in a hope that it could help me to understand this particular book better. No, it did not. Quite the opposite, it brought me to a more confusing situation. My head was full of thoughts that I couldn’t handle anymore. Oh no! I am a student. I should’ve never said that. Yes! No matter what, I should keep reading book.
The truth is I have no more book left to read. Two days ago I decided to join these fellow gentlemen and gentlewomen to Canterbury Cathedral, which means I will not be able to find book any time soon. We met at an inn in Tabard. Upon knowing that we are in the same destination we decided to go together. And, if I am not mistaken the owner of that inn initiated a very great idea to make a game or should I say a competition of telling stories. I forgot the rest when he talked about the reward. As I said, I was too preoccupied with my own studies. To tell the truth I have no idea what I am going to tell. My mind is too preoccupied with many thoughts. I can’t even think of one story now.
I decided to take a walk among the body of my other fellows who were peacefully sleeping. It was the third day of our journey when we agreed to take a stop for the night. We lodged in a beautiful lodging house but as I have no money whatsoever, we, I and some other fellows, just slept over on the ground in front of that lodging house. The weather was so cold, I must say, I didn’t enjoy my walk. I decided to go back to the group. As I was sitting I found a book near a fine fellow gentleman. I held that book with great astonishment. I still didn't have any intention to open it but my head kept telling me to open it. At last, I have to admit that I did open that book. I was so ashamed of doing it.
What I was about to say here is I object what that gentleman wrote about me. I wouldn’t be a quiet person if it wasn’t because of my head is too preoccupied with hundred of thoughts. I wouldn’t mind spreading my knowledge if I was sure enough about the knowledge I have. The thing is, as I have mentioned earlier, I am still questioning on many things. There are many things that I am not sure of, which if I did arrogantly talk about it, it would be so much wrong. I am quiet because; one, I am preoccupied with my own thoughts; two, I don’t think I am competence enough to talk about certain topic yet. Hopefully, one day I can come up with a conclusion and so I will devote myself to sharing the knowledge I have for the better of our society.
About my clothes, however, I find his description has some truth. I should thank him for this matter, because honestly if it wasn’t because of him, I wouldn’t be aware that I have such situation in my life. Yes, I did prefer buying a bunch of books rather than buying clothes. Not because I don’t need them, but my head needs clothes more than my body. Like the book that I mentioned earlier, for example, in order to solve the case like that I need books more desperately.
My body and my horse, again, are two things that I should thank him for. He has paid a great attention on me, which shows how good-natured he is. I should say I haven’t eaten for days, or better yet for months maybe. I just don’t feel hungry anymore. Or maybe hunger doesn’t feel me anymore. One that this gentleman has to know, I do have a full time job. Solving the questions in my head is my full time job which nothing can be compared with. One goal that I have for the future, which I am still working on; how to turn the stone into gold. Once that comes true, I will show it right to face of this gentleman. My conscience says “how happy a man would be when that day came.”
My teacher once said, "don't take criticism as humiliation, take it as lantern that will accompany you in the dark." Therefore, I don't hate him for all the description he wrote about me. I thank him for giving me latern. Now I can be more brave to pace my way in this dark world.
Under the moonlight
Adhari ADHARI
130216097
Assist. Prof. Dr. Papatya ALKAN GENCA
ING 2110 Chaucer
April 07, 2015
Oxford Cleric Diary
Dear Diary,
Last night I could not sleep. One possible thing that caused this to happen is the fact that I was under the influence of a book that I have just read. The topic of that book kept bothering my head. Even when I decided to read many other sources, in a hope that it could help me to understand this particular book better. No, it did not. Quite the opposite, it brought me to a more confusing situation. My head was full of thoughts that I couldn’t handle anymore. Oh no! I am a student. I should’ve never said that. Yes! No matter what, I should keep reading book.
The truth is I have no more book left to read. Two days ago I decided to join these fellow gentlemen and gentlewomen to Canterbury Cathedral, which means I will not be able to find book any time soon. We met at an inn in Tabard. Upon knowing that we are in the same destination we decided to go together. And, if I am not mistaken the owner of that inn initiated a very great idea to make a game or should I say a competition of telling stories. I forgot the rest when he talked about the reward. As I said, I was too preoccupied with my own studies. To tell the truth I have no idea what I am going to tell. My mind is too preoccupied with many thoughts. I can’t even think of one story now.
I decided to take a walk among the body of my other fellows who were peacefully sleeping. It was the third day of our journey when we agreed to take a stop for the night. We lodged in a beautiful lodging house but as I have no money whatsoever, we, I and some other fellows, just slept over on the ground in front of that lodging house. The weather was so cold, I must say, I didn’t enjoy my walk. I decided to go back to the group. As I was sitting I found a book near a fine fellow gentleman. I held that book with great astonishment. I still didn't have any intention to open it but my head kept telling me to open it. At last, I have to admit that I did open that book. I was so ashamed of doing it.
What I was about to say here is I object what that gentleman wrote about me. I wouldn’t be a quiet person if it wasn’t because of my head is too preoccupied with hundred of thoughts. I wouldn’t mind spreading my knowledge if I was sure enough about the knowledge I have. The thing is, as I have mentioned earlier, I am still questioning on many things. There are many things that I am not sure of, which if I did arrogantly talk about it, it would be so much wrong. I am quiet because; one, I am preoccupied with my own thoughts; two, I don’t think I am competence enough to talk about certain topic yet. Hopefully, one day I can come up with a conclusion and so I will devote myself to sharing the knowledge I have for the better of our society.
About my clothes, however, I find his description has some truth. I should thank him for this matter, because honestly if it wasn’t because of him, I wouldn’t be aware that I have such situation in my life. Yes, I did prefer buying a bunch of books rather than buying clothes. Not because I don’t need them, but my head needs clothes more than my body. Like the book that I mentioned earlier, for example, in order to solve the case like that I need books more desperately.
My body and my horse, again, are two things that I should thank him for. He has paid a great attention on me, which shows how good-natured he is. I should say I haven’t eaten for days, or better yet for months maybe. I just don’t feel hungry anymore. Or maybe hunger doesn’t feel me anymore. One that this gentleman has to know, I do have a full time job. Solving the questions in my head is my full time job which nothing can be compared with. One goal that I have for the future, which I am still working on; how to turn the stone into gold. Once that comes true, I will show it right to face of this gentleman. My conscience says “how happy a man would be when that day came.”
My teacher once said, "don't take criticism as humiliation, take it as lantern that will accompany you in the dark." Therefore, I don't hate him for all the description he wrote about me. I thank him for giving me latern. Now I can be more brave to pace my way in this dark world.
Under the moonlight
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