Secara luas Narrative text jika diartikan adalah :
a text which contains about story (fiction/non fiction/tales/folktales/fables/myths/epic) and its plot consists of climax of the story (complication) then followed by the resolution. A narrative text is a text amuse, entertain and deal with actual or vicarious experience in different ways.artinya :
teks yang berisi tentang kisah (fiksi / non fiksi / dongeng / cerita rakyat / dongeng / mitos / epik) dan plot yang terdiri dari klimaks cerita (komplikasi) kemudian diikuti oleh resolusi. Sebuah teks naratif adalah teks yang menghibur, menghibur dan berurusan dengan pengalaman nyata atau perwakilan dengan cara yang berbeda.
1. Generic Structure:
- Orientation: berisi pengenalan tokoh, tempat dan waktu terjadinya cerita (siapa atau apa, kapan dan dimana)
- Complication: Berisi puncak konflik/masalah dalam cerita. Sebuah cerita boleh memiliki complication lebih dari satu.
- Resolution: Pemecahan masalah. Bisa berakhir dengan kegembiraan (happy ending) bisa pula berakhir dengan kesedihan (sad ending).
3. Sering menggunakan kata penghubung waktu (temporal conjunction), misalnya: once upon a time, one day, long time ago, …
Long time ago a remote village, in central China was inhabited mainly with farmers and hunters. One day, a poor farmer lost his entire livestock to flood. He prayed hard to God for help or his family would die of starvation. Few days later, an old man with long grey beard, passed by his house took pity on him. He gave him a goose and said “ I don’t have any expensive thing to give you and hope this goose will help you to ease your hardship.” A week later to almost surprise the farmer found and egg in his yard. This was no ordinary egg. It was a golden egg. He was suddenly overcome with joy. Thereafter, his livelihood had rapidly improved but the farmer had forgotten his earlier hardship. He became lazy, arrogant and spendthrift. Strangely, the goose only laid one golden egg every six months. The greedy farmer lost his patient and slaughtered his goose thinking there were plenty of golden eggs inside its stomach. Though he very much regretted for his foolishness, it’s already too late.**
Once upon a time, there was a puppeteer named Geppetto. He really wanted a boy but his wife has been died for a long time ago. One day, he had an idea. He wanted to make a puppet so he would never felt lonely again. He made a puppet all night without resting. In the morning, finally he finished his work. He named the puppet, Pinocchio. He played whole day with Pinocchio. However, he felt lonely again because Pinocchio couldn't talk or walk by himself. In the middle of the night, Geppetto prayed to the God. His wish was Pinocchio became a real boy, human. He thought it on his mind in his dream.
In the next morning, he surprised. Pinocchio was alive. He really was happy. He tough Pinocchio how to walk, how to speak, how to read etc. like a teacher. Pinocchio learned fast. He entered an elementary school. One day, Pinocchio felt bored. So, he went home late. Geppetto worried about him. When Pinocchio came to home, Geppetto asked him. He said he was on school but he didn't. Suddenly, Pinocchio's nose grow longer. It meant that Pinocchio lied.
The next day, Pinocchio got caught by thieves. The thieves was the owner of circus. Pinocchio became a slave for the circus. He was famous because he was a talking puppet. Geppetto worried him. Pinocchio didn't come home for 2 days. He found Pinocchio everywhere. When he discovered the sea, big wave smashed him. He was on whale's stomach when he awoke. He couldn't find the way out.
In different place, Pinocchio finally could get out from circus. He went to home but Geppetto wasn't on there. He found Geppetto at sea. He had the same accident like Geppetto. He met Geppetto in whale's stomach. They got out from its stomach by made a fire.
They went home back together. In the end, they lived happy forever after.
A Lane Going Up The Hill
It had been a heavy rainstorm in Kampung Sepang. Jabri and Halil had just finished their dinner together at Jabri’s house. They were sitting in the living room for coffee and conversation, hoping, the rain would stop soon.
It was half past eleven at night and the downpour was showing no signs for stopping. “It looks like you’ll have to spent the night here, Halil.” Said Jabri “No way,” Halil said, “I’ve to be at work early tomorrow morning.”
A few moment later Halil got into the car, started the engine, and said good night to Jibri. Something told him that he shouldn’t have turned off the lane going up the hill, but it was the shortest way home. He knew that lane. It run across an old Chinese cemetery. There were no lights, no cars, no people, just Halil and his old car.
All of a sudden, a white shape appeared in the middle of the lane. Halil shone his beam of light in that direction. The white shape turned to Halil. He saw a pair of crimson eyes staring at him. It was a-long-haired woman in a long white dress. She grinned at Halil.
At once, Halil felt his blood frozen. His heartbeat stopped. His mouth opened but he was speechless. His eyes opened widely in terror.
Suddenly consciousness came into his mind. He quickly reserved his car and sped away just in time.
“I think I’ll take up your offer to spend the night here after all,” Halil told Jabri with his legs trembling.