Hi everyone, this time I will share a collection of materials from group eight. Starting with the opening by singing Indonesian compulsory songs,
short films, presentation material, and closing we sing Indonesian
regional songs.
- OPENING :
INDONESIA PUSAKA
LYRICS :
Indonesia tanah air beta
Pusaka abadi nan jayaIndonesia sejak dulu kala
Slalu dipuja-puja bangsa
Disana tempat lahir beta
Dibuai dibesarkan bunda
Tempat berlindung di hari tua
Sampai akhir menutup mata
Indonesia tanah air beta
Pusaka abadi nan jaya
Indonesia sejak dulu kala
Slalu dipuja-puja bangsa
Disana tempat lahir beta
Dibuai dibesarkan bunda
Tempat berlindung di hari tua
Sampai akhir menutup
Mata
- Presentation With PPT :
- SHORT MOVIE
TITLE :
HOW TO EXPLAIN
SINOPSIS :
All people have their own ways, so every story must be great.
A small child has just returned from his activities. With a worn bag on his shoulder, the boy flew his paper airplane, as high as the sky, as high as his ideals. Humming like the sound of planes flying in the sky there. Continue to hum with such exuberant footsteps.
"Rizka, what are you doing, anyway? Is it really cool?" Alles asked the brat. While laying down the radio.
"I'm flying my dreams, les!"
Little boy, indeed never know where his steps go. Little children, just follow what is ever said. But, whose name is life, always wins from words. No matter how strong, life always has the right to change everything.
"Eh, Rizka, don't go there, it's an adult's business!"
"Let it go! Young children have rights too!"
Rizka sleeps in the middle of the field, Alles is the same. The exhausted Prili and Dimas also slept beside them. Under the hot sun, Rizka still flew her forgotten paper airplane. Prili seems tired of seeing Rizka continue to play the plane.
"Riz, what are you doing?"
"I'm flying my dreams"
"What are your dreams? Pilot? Can you be a pilot? You already quit school"
God, always has his way. So don't hesitate to accept others.
HOW TO EXPLAIN
SINOPSIS :
All people have their own ways, so every story must be great.
A small child has just returned from his activities. With a worn bag on his shoulder, the boy flew his paper airplane, as high as the sky, as high as his ideals. Humming like the sound of planes flying in the sky there. Continue to hum with such exuberant footsteps.
"Rizka, what are you doing, anyway? Is it really cool?" Alles asked the brat. While laying down the radio.
"I'm flying my dreams, les!"
Little boy, indeed never know where his steps go. Little children, just follow what is ever said. But, whose name is life, always wins from words. No matter how strong, life always has the right to change everything.
"Eh, Rizka, don't go there, it's an adult's business!"
"Let it go! Young children have rights too!"
Rizka sleeps in the middle of the field, Alles is the same. The exhausted Prili and Dimas also slept beside them. Under the hot sun, Rizka still flew her forgotten paper airplane. Prili seems tired of seeing Rizka continue to play the plane.
"Riz, what are you doing?"
"I'm flying my dreams"
"What are your dreams? Pilot? Can you be a pilot? You already quit school"
God, always has his way. So don't hesitate to accept others.
- CLOSING
CUBLAK-CUBLAK SUWENG
LYRICS :
Cublak-cublak suweng
Suwenge ting gelenter
Mambu ketundhung gudel
Pak empo lera-lere
Sopo ngguyu ndhelikake
Sir-sir pong dele kopong
Sir-sir pong dele kopong
Suwenge ting gelenter
Mambu ketundhung gudel
Pak empo lera-lere
Sopo ngguyu ndhelikake
Sir-sir pong dele kopong
Sir-sir pong dele kopong
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