Mata Pelajaran : Bahasa Inggris
Kelas/Semester : XI / 1
Alokasi Waktu : 4 x 45 menit ( 2x pertemuan )
Topik Pembelajaran : Narrative Text
“The Black Cat”
Pertemuan Ke :
A. Standar Kompetensi
Membaca
1.
Memahami makna teks
fungsional pendek dan monolog berbentuk
reports, narrative, dan analytical exposition dalam konteks kehidupan sehari-hari.
Menulis
2.
Mengungkapkan
makna dalam teks tulis fungsional
pendek dan esei sederhana report, narrative dan analytical exposition dalam
konteks kehidupan sehari-hari.
B. Kompetensi Dasar
5.2. Mengungkapkan makna dalam teks monolog dengan menggunakan ragam bahasa lisan secara
akurat, lancar dan berterima dalam konteks kehidupan sehari-hari dalam teks
berbentuk: narrative.
6.2. Mengungkapkan makna
dan langkah retorika dalam esei dengan
menggunakan ragam bahasa tulis secara akurat, lancar dan berterima dalam
konteks kehidupan sehari-hari dalam teks berbentuk: narrative.
C. Materi Pokok
Teks tertulis
berbentuk narrative:
The
Black Cat
I
don’t expect you to believe the story I am about to write. But in order to
die peacefully, I must tell my story.
My wife and I loved pets. One of my
wife’s favorite pets was Pluto, the cat. Pluto was a very clever black cat.
One day I came home very drunk. I was
in a very bad temper. For some reasons, Pluto made me angry. In a rage I
seized the cat, took a small knife out of my pocket and cut its throat and
took one of its eyes out ! Then I hanged the poor creature until it was dead
The next morning, I wake up and
remembered what I had done and I felt sorry very much. I buried my memory in
the drink.
One night my house was burning. There
was nothing left, but a strange thing happened. I found out in my bedroom
wall the shape of a huge cat with one eye and a rope around its neck. I was
terrified and could not forget such a horrible sight.
I regretted and felt sorry for Pluto so I
bought another cat to take Pluto’s place. This cat had a white patch on its
chest.
I soon began to dislike the cat because
it often stared at me with a strange and hatred look. It terrified me very
much.
One day my wife and I went to the
cellar. I was getting drunk at that time. The cat followed us. It got between
my feet and nearly made me trip down the stairs. I was carrying an axe in my
hand. I was so angry that I raised my axe wanting to kill the poor animal
when my wife prevented me from doing so. My rage soon directed the axe at
her. She fell dead at my feet.
Then I
dug a grave to hide her body inside the cellar wall. I looked for the cat
because I decided to kill it too, but I couldn’t find it anywhere.
The
fourth day after the death of my wife, the police came to my house because of
my neighbours’ suspicion. The police searched the house and found nothing. I
was so glad that I said, “ Gentlemen, this is a well-built house. Look at
this wall.” I lifted a stick and beat
the wall in which I had buried my wife.
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Narrative Text “The Black Cat”
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