Rabu, 30 Mei 2012

Title : The Wish (Story)

Name : Vania Putri Rahmanto
NPM : 21209541
Class : 3EB13

The Wish

It was a pleasant evening. Me and my parents were sitting at the balcony enjoying each other’s company. When suddenly we heard banging at the door. My parents told me to stay there, while they go and check who it is. I thought it would be some guests and that they would have bought presents for me. I was wrong, utterly wrong. I heard shots being fired downstairs and stood on the balcony in complete silence. The shots were fired for some seconds and I heard my mom screaming for help, screaming to me to hide. But I was too shocked to move. I heard people coming upstairs and I gathered courage to move and I sneaked under a bed. I only saw their shadows and heard their angry voices. They left the house, but I did not want to move from there, I was scared to see my parents dead. I somehow went downstairs and saw the sofa, it was blood stained. I took a deep breath and went towards the kitchen. I was thunder struck. My dad was lying there dead, with a knife in his stomach. My mom was lying next to him. I guess she was shot, shot at the head. I did not know what to do, where to go.

Days passed, and the bodies of my parents started to rot. When our neighbors were back from their vacations, they checked on the house, and saw me and my parents. They called the police and sent me to my grandmother’s. I was broken. it was like my life source had been destroyed. After some days grandmother (Sasha), said that they were thugs. They had the intention of robbing our house. And were caught.

I grew up to be a fireman at the Manhattan fire department. I had a girlfriend, Samantha. I trusted only three people in the whole wide world. My grandmother, my girlfriend and me. One day when I was at the ice cream parlor, I got a phone call. My jaw dropped. My grandmother had an accident and was at the Manhattan city hospital. I rushed to the hospital and saw my grandmother laying in a bed, with a big bruise on her forehead. I sat beside her and gently kissed her cheeks. She looked towards me with tears in her eyes and said, -‘it’s time my son. I have to go. Take care of yourself.’ A teardrop ran across my cheek. She said to me that she had this wish of opening a place for orphans. A safe place so they can live in peace. But she did not have the financial support to do that. I promised her that I would make her wish come true. And I would name it – ‘Sasha orphanage.’ She was pleased and closed her eyes. I knew she was gone, gone to heaven. I packed up and made a run towards my house.

As soon as I reached to my house I opened the laptop and stared at the blank screen thinking of how to build such an orphanage and how to get the financial support. I took a loan of about 20000 dollars and then gathered the contractors, bought a piece of land and started building the orphanage, Sasha’s orphanage. I gave my girlfriend the work of making a symbol for this orphanage.

In a matter of months, our orphanage was ready. I was so happy to see it. But I had to repay the loan which I took. For that I asked the help of NGO’s. They agreed to help me and my burden was somewhat reduced. Now I needed to make Sasha’s orphanage popular. That was no big deal, with the help of internet and a few geek friends. They all made advertisements and published them on various sites. My friend designed a site for the orphanage. Samantha was ready with the symbol. And In a matter of weeks we started getting hundreds of mails. We were astonished by how fast the orphanage had gained popularity. We were happy and we made a small box for donations and we would get at least 100-200 dollars per week. My geek friend advised me to have the same donations system online and guess what? we used to get about 1000 dollars per week. From all the money I got I upgraded my orphanage. I had trees planted all over the boundary. I made this huge fountain at the entrance. A pool in the backyard and a playing ground for all the kids. I bought new beds much softer for the kids. Soon we were full, but the mails did not stop coming in. We made a big decision. We calculated and came to a decision that if we started a new orphanage we would be in debt of about ten thousand dollars! But with the amount of donations we got online we would easily come out of it in a matter of weeks. This was my biggest mistake. We started making our new orphanage and we were able to build it in a matter of months. The orphanage was a hit. But to our shock hardly anyone paid for the donations. The donations we got on the other orphanage were also decreasing. We were trying to recover form the big shock we got when suddenly I got a phone call and the NGOs said that they were no longer able to finance us. We searched and searched for any other Ngo party and at last we got a small one. But they could only finance us 1000 dollars a month. Which was quite low for running two orphanages. Soon, even they withdrew. We were not able to repay the loan. And we already had the second orphanage full. The bank took our land as we were not able to repay them the loan and the kids were left all homeless. We contacted their previous guardians. Some took back their kids, others ignored. We had 120 left with us. We took them back to our first orphanage. We did not have money to pay the electricity bills, nor were we able to supply them water. I was shattered.

My geek friend came up with an idea. He said we needed to reach the heart of other people. I knew what he meant. We clicked the pics of all the orphans, how they used to live, when we got a huge amount of donations and how they lived now. We posted it online on our site and we got a hike in our donations. But that was not enough. We started posting the same stuff on various sites expecting everybody to donate. And to our astonishment, we did get a hike. A HUGE one. We were now getting 3500 dollars a week. We bought our land back and made the orphanage again. I designed it same as the first one (With the pool the playground and all.). We had enough money to start 3 more orphanages. But we invested money in shares and thanks to our geek friends we had a huge profit. We decided to make a large orphanage at the centre of Manhattan and by huge we meant really huge. We were successful and we built the biggest orphanage in the whole world. Then news spread out quickly and Sasha’s orphanage was a huge hit. After few years we started building more orphanages around the world. In Europe, India, Pakistan and many more. I was happy that I fulfilled my grandmother’s wish. Sasha’s Orphanage now was a worldwide phenomenon….
Source :  http://www.storystar.com/php/read_story.php?story_id=4206


Conclusion : 
This story tells of a boy who left to die by his parents, because her parents were killed by a group of thugs who wanted to rob his house. since her parents died the boy lived with his grandmother, until one day her grandmother fell down the stairs and later died as well, but there is a message from his grandmother that he wanted to create an orphanage, the boy finally rack my brain about how to realize the dream she had though already dead. The boy was looking for a loan here and there to build an orphanage until there is a booming debt and the debt charged, but he could not pay the debt and end up in foreclosure orphanage. The boy never gave up, then he put an ad to solicit donations for the construction of the orphanage through online media and eventually up to now collected sizable donations every week. So a message that must be run and realized. During our good intentions must always be the way of convenience. Do not be easily discouraged by failure, because failure is the beginning of success.

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