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<rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>ESL Essay, Writing World</title><link>http://www.englishforums.com/English/EslEssayWritingWorld/Forum9.htm</link><description>Post your essay, short story or composition here. Review, comment or just read for fun.</description><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CSMOD (Build: 3260.39585)</generator><item><title>Re: Please comment my writing, thank you!</title><link>http://www.englishforums.com/English/WritingThank/zjvwl/post.htm#463125</link><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 18:19:06 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="true">946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:463125</guid><dc:creator>Chibi</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://www.englishforums.com/English/WritingThank/zjvwl/post.htm#463125</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.englishforums.com/English/comments9-463125.xml</wfw:commentRss><description>Thank you very much, Doll &lt;img src="/emoticons/emotion-1.gif" alt="Smile [:)]" /&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description></item><item><title>Re: Please comment my writing, thank you!</title><link>http://www.englishforums.com/English/WritingThank/zjvwb/post.htm#463115</link><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 17:44:25 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="true">946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:463115</guid><dc:creator>Doll</dc:creator><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><comments>http://www.englishforums.com/English/WritingThank/zjvwb/post.htm#463115</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.englishforums.com/English/comments9-463115.xml</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;H1 align=left&gt;Care and Happiness&lt;/H1&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;SUB&gt;Whenever people are cared, they feel warm and happy, and&lt;FONT color=#ff1493&gt; so I do.&lt;/FONT&gt; However, I sometimes ask myself what I have done or how good I am to receive such sensation. It seems a silly question, doesnât it? Does anyone else think so?&lt;/SUB&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;SUB&gt;I work as a tutor on every Thursday evening. My pupil is a boy &lt;FONT color=#ff1493&gt;in grade eleven&lt;/FONT&gt;. He is fairly obedient. His ability of learning English is within the average level. It is apparently acceptable because he focuses on the subjects of natural science, namely mathematics, physics and chemistry. I had a tutoring class today on schedule. I did go to his house but I let him &lt;FONT color=#ff1493&gt;on study leave.&lt;/FONT&gt; One reason was that I had a splitting headache. &lt;FONT color=#ff1493&gt;L &lt;/FONT&gt;I am quite frustrated with this chronic disease. However, it was my fault today not to bring a hat along. Cycling in a blowing wind without a hat made the situation worse. The other reason, which I suppose the main one, was that I hadnât prepared the lesson carefully. I was &lt;FONT color=#ff1493&gt;blamable &lt;/FONT&gt;to give him a day off without proper reasons, but I was &lt;FONT color=#ff1493&gt;more blamable&lt;/FONT&gt; if I taught him with a carelessly prepared lesson. To be surprised, it was that time I &lt;FONT color=#ff1493&gt;did realize&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp; my pupilâs care for me. I told him that it would be better for me to leave early; otherwise my headache would be worse in the increasingly blowing wind in the late evening. He then immediately showed me the less windswept way cautiously. When I told him that I would be able to get lost easily, he drew a detailed map for me. The sheet &lt;FONT color=#ff1493&gt;of paper&lt;/FONT&gt; was not very nice. It might be a sheet of scratch paper any other time, but at that moment it was suffused with love and care. He also explained the map again and again, worrying I could still not remember something. At that time, he looked like a dedicated teacher with an awkward student â me. I &lt;FONT color=#ff1493&gt;did feel&lt;/FONT&gt; a blooming friendship between him and meâ¦ Before leaving his house, I said: âYou have reminded me of a friend who is always beside me whenever I go in a wrong way.â His action may probably mean nothing to other people but a gift to me. &lt;/SUB&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;SUB&gt;Mother Ty &lt;FONT color=#ff1493&gt;said I&lt;/FONT&gt; was not born for teaching career because I am easily affected by many things related to my pupils. I formerly denied all that she said. However, since I started my teaching career as a tutor and a teaching assistant in ETDC I have somehow felt some &lt;FONT color=#ff1493&gt;what?.&lt;/FONT&gt; Maybe this is a chance for me to know more about myself. On the other hand, I would like to tell Mother Ty that I will never be disappointed in my pupils but try my best to help them improve themselves. Moreover, such a small but meaningful action will drive nearly all my negative thoughts away. &lt;/SUB&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;SUB&gt;Indeed being cared, no matter how much it is, always brings me huge happiness.&lt;/SUB&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff1493&gt;I tried to catch your mistakes and reddenned them.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description></item><item><title>Please comment my writing, thank you!</title><link>http://www.englishforums.com/English/WritingThank/zjvzn/post.htm</link><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 16:14:14 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="true">946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:463076</guid><dc:creator>Chibi</dc:creator><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><comments>http://www.englishforums.com/English/WritingThank/zjvzn/post.htm</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.englishforums.com/English/comments9-463076.xml</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;SUB&gt;Hi beloved members! Could you please proofread my writing. I do expect that you will give some general comments in terms of word choice, expression, and structure. It seems that I am too demanding but it will help me to see if my writing has been improved or not. Thank you very much!&lt;/SUB&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;H1 align=left&gt;Care and Happiness&lt;/H1&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;SUB&gt;Whenever people are cared, they feel warm and happy, and so I do. However, I sometimes ask myself what I have done or how good I am to receive such sensation. It seems a silly question, doesnât it? Does anyone else think so?&lt;/SUB&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;SUB&gt;I work as a tutor on every Thursday evening. My pupil is a boy in grade eleven. He is fairly obedient. His ability of learning English is within the average level. It is apparently acceptable because he focuses on the subjects of natural science, namely mathematics, physics and chemistry. I had a tutoring class today on schedule. I did go to his house but I let him on study leave. One reason was that I had a splitting headache. L I am quite frustrated with this chronic disease. However, it was my fault today not to bring a hat along. Cycling in a blowing wind without a hat made the situation worse. The other reason, which I suppose the main one, was that I hadnât prepared the lesson carefully. I was blamable to give him a day off without proper reasons, but I was more blamable if I taught him with a carelessly prepared lesson. To be surprised, it was that time I did realize my pupilâs care for me. I told him that it would be better for me to leave early; otherwise my headache would be worse in the increasingly blowing wind in the late evening. He then immediately showed me the less windswept way cautiously. When I told him that I would be able to get lost easily, he drew a detailed map for me. The sheet of paper was not very nice. It might be a sheet of scratch paper any other time, but at that moment it was suffused with love and care. He also explained the map again and again, worrying I could still not remember something. At that time, he looked like a dedicated teacher with an awkward student â me. I did feel a blooming friendship between him and meâ¦ Before leaving his house, I said: âYou have reminded me of a friend who is always beside me whenever I go in a wrong way.â His action may probably mean nothing to other people but a gift to me. &lt;/SUB&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;SUB&gt;Mother Ty said I was not born for teaching career because I am easily affected by many things related to my pupils. I formerly denied all that she said. However, since I started my teaching career as a tutor and a teaching assistant in ETDC I have somehow felt some. Maybe this is a chance for me to know more about myself. On the other hand, I would like to tell Mother Ty that I will never be disappointed in my pupils but try my best to help them improve themselves. Moreover, such a small but meaningful action will drive nearly all my negative thoughts away. &lt;/SUB&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;SUB&gt;Indeed being cared, no matter how much it is, always brings me huge happiness.&lt;/SUB&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>