SOAL Enrichment dan Reflection Bahasa Inggris Kelas 12 Kurikulum Merdeka dan Jawaban Unit 1

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Pembahasan ini ada pada unit 1 Bahasa Inggri kelas 12 Kurikulum Merdeka, Narrative Text: The Story of a Friendly Future

Baca juga: Buku Pelajaran Bahasa Inggris Kelas 12 Kurikulum Merdeka Semester 1 dan 2 Sebanyak 4 Unit Materi

The Boy Who Harnessed the Wind
by William Kamkwamba and Bryan Mealer

In a small village in Malawi where people had no money for
lights, nightfall came quickly and hurried for farmers to bed.
But for William, the darkness is the best way for dreaming.
He dreamed of building things and taking them apart like
the trucks with bottle-cap wheels parked under his bed and
pieces of radios that he’d crack open and wonder. If I
can hear the music, then where is the band?

His grandpa’s tales of magic also whispered in the
pitch black of his room. Witch planes passed through the
window while ghost dancers twirled around the room, as
if a hundred men were inside their bodies. At dawn in the
fields, William scanned the maize rows for magical beings,
then wondered as a truck rumbled past. How does its engine
make it go? “Pay attention where you throw that hoe!” his
father shouted “You’ll cut off your foot.”
For all its power over dancers and
flying things, magic could not bring the
rain. Without water, the sun rose angry
each morning and scorched the fields,
turning the maize into dust. Without food, Malawi began to
starve. Soon William’s father gathered the children and said,
“From now on, we eat only one meal per day. Make it last.”
In the evenings, they sat around the lantern and ate their
handful, watching hungry people pass like spirits along the
roads.
Money also disappeared with the rain. “Pepani,” his
father said, “I am sorry. You will have to drop out of school.”
Now William stood on the road and watched the lucky
students pass, alone with the monster in his belly and the
lump in his throat. For weeks he sulked under the mango
tree, until he remembered the library down the road, a
gift from the American. He found science books filled with
brilliant pictures. With his English dictionary close by,
William put together how engines moved those big trucks,
and how radios pulled their music from the sky. But the
greatest picture of all was a machine taller than the tallest
tree with blades like a fan. “A giant pinwheel? Something to
catch magic?” Slowly he built the sentences: “Windmills

can produce electricity and pump water.” He closed his eyes
and saw a windmill outside his home, pulling electricity
from the breeze and bringing light to the dark valley. He
saw the machine drawing cool water from the ground,
sending it gushing through the thirsty fields, turning the
maize tall and green, even when farmers’ prayers for rain
went unanswered. This windmill was more than a machine.
It was a weapon to fight hunger. “Magetsi a mphepo,” he
whispered: I will build electric wind.
In the junkyard, pieces appeared like rusted treasures in
the tall grass. A tractor fan. Some pipes. And bearings and
bolts that required every muscle to remove. “Tonga!” he’d
shout to the birds and spiders, holding up his prize. But as
William dragged his metals home, people called out, “This
boy is misala. Only crazy people play with trash!”
After many weeks, William arranged his pieces in the
dirt: a broken bicycle, rusted bottle caps and plastic pipe,
even a small generator that powered a headlight on a
bike. For three days, he bolted, banged and tinkered while
chickens squawked and dogs barked
and neighbors shook their heads,
saying, “What’s misala doing now?” His
cousin Geoffrey and best friend Gilbert
soon appeared. “Muli bwanji,” they greeted. “Can we help
with the electric wind?” “Grab your pangas and follow
me,” he said, and took them into the forest. Together, they
swung their sharp blades into the trunks of blue gum trees,
then hammered them together to make the tower. Standing
atop, William shouted, “Bring it up!” while the boys tugged
and heaved. a Crowd gathered below and gazed at this
strange machine that now leaned and wobbled like 

a clumsy giraffe. Some giggled, others teased, but William
waited for the wind.
Like always, it came, first a breeze, then a gusting gale. The
tower swayed and the blades spun round. With sore hands
once slowed by hunger and darkness, William connected
wires to a small bulb, which flickered at first, then surged as
bright as the sun. “Tonga!” he shouted, “I have made electric
wind!”
“Wachitabwino!” a man yelled. “Well done!” As the
doubters clapped and cheered, William knew he had
just begun. Light could not fill empty bellies, but another
windmill could soak the dry ground, creating food where
once there was none. Magetsi a mphepo-electric wind- can
feed my country, William thought: And that was the strongest
magic of all

1. The story is about….
a. Problems encountered by William in Malawi
b. William’s struggle to solve the problems
c. The story of a boy who want to feed his country
d. The story of the electric wind discovery in Malawi
e. The story of a boy who made his family proud

Jawaban : B

2. What kind of person is William?
a. ingenuitive
b. famine
c. teasing
d. insane
e. rushing