Recount Text

Recount Text is a text that retells about the experience in the past time.

Social Function is to retell events for the purpose of informing or entertaining

Recount Text adalah salah satu jenis text dalam bahasa Inggris yang menceritakan kembali tentang kejadian-kejadian atau pengalaman-pengalaman di masa lampau. Tujuan dari Recount Text adalah untuk memberikan informasi atau untuk menghibur pembaca sehingga tidak terdapat konflik.

Macam-macam Recount Text :

a. Personal Recount

Yaitu menceritakan tentang pengalaman pribadi penulis

b. Factual Recount

Yaitu laporan peristiwa yang benar-benar terjadi, seperti laporan percobaan ilmu pengetahuan, laporan kepolisian.

c. Imaginative

Yaitu membuat cerita imaginative lalu menuliskan peristiwa atau kejadian yang telah terjadi.

Struktur  Recount Text (Generic Structure) adalah:

a. Orientation

Memberikan informasi tentang siapa, dimana dan kapan peristiwa atau kejadian itu terjadi di masa lampau.

b. Events

Peristiwa yang terjadi, biasanya disampaikan dalam urutan kronologis, seperti : "In the first day... . And in the next day... . And in the last day... ." Pada bagian ini terdapat juga komentar pribadi tentang peristiwa atau kejadian yang diceritakan.

c. Reorientation

Pengulangan pengenalan yang ada di orientation, pengulangan tentang rangkuman peristiwa atau kejadian yang diceritakan.

Ciri Kebahasaan Recount Text.

a. Menggunakan kalimat dalam bentuk  Past Tense.

   Contoh : We went to Bandung last year, I was very happy.

b. Menggunakan Action Verbs.

    Contoh : went, bought, wrote, slept, dll.

c. Menggunakan Adverbs and Adverbial Phrase untuk mengungkapkan waktu, tempat dan cara.

    Contoh : yesterday, at school, quickly, dll.

d. Menggunakan Conjunction dan Time Connectives untuk mengurutkan peristiwa atau kejadian.

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Contoh Recount Text.

Last Friday, a friend of mine asked. me to accompany him to buy a new shirt at a department store. We left home at 03.00 p.m. by motorcycle. As soon as we arrived there, we went to the clothes section. I let him choose one. An hour later,      I got bored watching him confused in choosing a shirt. So I left him and went to the cassette counter. Thirty minutes later, I went back to the clothes section but             I couldn't find him there. My cell phone was broken so I couldn't call him. I went to the parking area. I saw his motorcycle was there but I couldn't find him. I waited for him for a few moments then finally I gave up and decided to go home.

When I arrived home, my mother told me that my friend called. She said that he was in the department store looking for me. My mother asked me to come back to the department store. Reluctantly, I walked to the department store and you know what? When I arrived there his motorcycle was not in the parking area. He just went home. I was very tired. There was no other choice, 1 had to walk home again. When I arrived home, I was so tired. I was very angry but when I saw my friend's broad smile greet me in front of the door, I just could not help laughing.

Last week, Mr. Rahmat’s wife had an accident. Her youngest child, Amir, was at home when it happened. He was playing football. Suddenly Amir heard his mother calling, “ Help! Help!” He ran to the kditchen. His mother had burnt herself with some hot cooking oil. She was crying with pain and the pan was on fire. Mr. Rahmat had gone to his office . The other children had gone to school.

   

            Amir was too small to help his mother, and she was too frightened to speak sensibly to him. But he ran to the neighbour’s house and asked his neighbour to come and help his mother. The neighbour soon put out the fire and took Amir’s mother to the hospital.

   When Mr. Rahmat came home, his wife told him what had happened . He was very pr oud of his son, “When you are a man, you will be just like your father,” she said.

Last Lebaran holiday I and my family went to my grandparents’ house. It is located in a small village on the slope of Mount Lawu. The village is very quiet and the scenery is very beautiful.

One morning, I and my cousins took for a walk in the garden. Suddenly we saw a nest of bees. It was hanging on a mango tree. One of my cousins said, “Let’s throw it”. All of us agreed with his idea. We took some stones and threw it. The nest broke down into pieces and thousands of bees flew out. They were very angry. The bees chased us. We run as fast as possible. We shouted and shouted for help but there was no one helped us. Fortunately there was a river. Without thinking too long, we jumped into the river. The bees didn’t chase us anymore. They flew away.

That Sunday evening I felt very tired after hanging out the whole day with my friends at the mall. As soon as I arrived home, I hung my jacket on a hanger and got ready to take a rest. Suddenly I remembered that I had to call a friend. I looked for my cell phone everywhere but couldn’t find it. I was getting panicky. I asked everyone in the house whether they knew where my cell phone was but no one knew. Well, I lost it I thought. Then I had an idea. I asked my brother to call my cell phone. To my surprise, I heard it ringing in my jacket. My cell phone was there.