I am trying to translate short story from my Native laguage into English. Can you help me to check the Grammar&Puncutation. I have given thre paragraph. Thanks for your help.

Hello Canada 1966, welcome to the forum.

I've got a feeling that you ran your own language through one of the translation softwares such as Babelfish as this reads very much like the sort of thing they come up with - translating single words without really being able to consider the overall meaning. It's very odd and almost impossible to understand what you are saying here. Your own English, in your request, is much better. Actually, I wonder if you did write the third paragraph yourself as the style is much much better and it is understandable

This is a story of a girl who came to this city today. Valliammal was waiting with her daughter Pappathi in the corridor of the Government hospital’s O.P department. Pappathi had developed a fever the day before. Valliammal took her to the Primary Health center; the doctor scared them by saying “She should be taken to City Hospital immediately”. Valliammal took the first bus in the morning.

Why don't you try the first two paragraphs again yourself as I think you'll get a better result? They are so distorted that I can't make any suggestions.

{I tried to level my best to modify the first two paragraph and posted here, also I have given few more paragraphs in the story. If you are interested I am ready to give full story. Pl rate my level of english. Thanks in advance-Canada_1966}

Foot size of letters and hoardings were made for each other for the variety of advertisements on the wall. The advertisements are: Nijam Lady tobacco - R.K.Bras - Cautions! Revolution! - Gospel meetings -Haji Musa Apparel store (Apparel ocean)-(30-Sep-1973) that was the day the atheist would be punished.

 

That was Madurai’s usual day. Water pots were waiting by the street water faucet as usual in a line. The kids were playing on the sand without any fear of ‘Tetanus’. The passing city transport buses were dispersing the mix of nationalism and diesel-smoke. Protineless policemen with pressed half-trouser, were controling the vehicles passing here and there. The human motion in the city was like a Brownian motion. On the left side of the road, there was a small group of protesters, were creeping with chanting slogans against government-imposed price hikes. The people of barefoot, four Gopuras (Towers) of Meenakshi temple, dried Vaigai River and Bridge; these are the indenties of the city Madurai.

 

This is a story of a girl who came to this city today. Valliammal was waiting with her daughter Pappathi in the corridor of the Government hospital’s O.P department. Pappathi had developed a fever first day. Valliammal took her to the Primary Health center; the doctor scared them by saying “She should be taken to City Hospital immediately”. Valliammal took the first bus in the morning.

 

Pappathi was laid on the stretcher. Six doctors surrounded her. She was only twelve years old. Both sides of her nose were pierced with poor stone, which was glittered in the hospital lights. Her skinny hands were sighted through the bedspread covered till her chest. Pappathi was in deep sleep because of fever, her mouth was opened.

 

Chief Doctor checked her head. He lifted her eyelids and saw. He pressed on her cheeks. Her skull was checked by his finger touch. The Chief doctor studied abroad and professor for post graduate studies. The persons surrounded were his medical students.

 

“Acute case of Menningitis. Notice the…”

 

The coversation was unknown language to her. Longing mother looked at her daughter. The sorrounding doctors came and examined her eyes using ophthalmoscope. Her eyeballs were examined with beam of torchlight. They all took notes.