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* Can someone please help check my grammer Thanks!

Anonymous — Fri, 23 May 2008 06:31:19 GMT

Thanks! to whom that correct my grammer mistake. It is bascally about my grandpa passing all i need is a grammer check. The paragraph/story struture don't matter.

As many of you know, losing a love one is very painful and hard to get through it may takes many months to recover. That is what happened to me, on the day after my High School graduation my Grandpa Khun passed away just days after he attended my graduation. I was shocked when I heard the news about my grandpa passing and I said to myself this canât be true, because just three days ago my grandpa was in excellent condition he was very active he told lots of jokes at my graduation dinner party and he seem very happy. I canât believe how a person who has such a strong heart who always exercises never once smoke or drinks and always eating health food can have a heart failure. After my grandpa passed away it had been emotional three months for me throughout my summer vacation. I didnât have any fun all I think was about my grandpa. Grandpa Khun was, quite simply, a beautiful man inside and out. He was incredibly giving and made huge sacrifices for his family, his wife, his children, and his grandchildren. I often spent holidays with my Grandpa over at his house for Christmas and Thanksgiving he was an excellent cooker and the present that he would give me for my birthday and Christmas is well over what I would expect from him, because the amount of moneys is too much to except from him, but he always said âsave up and try not to spend too much at onceâ he is a generous person . I feel very bad because I never got the chance to said goodbye to him and how much I loved him. Therefore, Take each day like it could be your last, you never know when it is your time to go.

Re: Please what's so funny on this story?

Avangi — Thu, 15 May 2008 00:52:13 GMT

My guess would be that the old man is telling this story to his daughter as if it's just about a bunch of guys. But when he says, "My boss fired him," it becomes clear that the father who's telling the story was in fact the driver of the car who decided to play hookey from work. It sounds like the others in the car were workmates whom he usually drove to work, but in this case took with him to the beach for a day off.

light = traffic light

boardwalk = a typical elevated board sidewalk at very commercialized beaches, where people stroll and gain access to the amusements and restaurants etc. There's a very famous one in Atlantic City, New Jersey. There's a famous 50's or 60's song Underneath the Boardwalk, which is the singer's favorite spot for making love.

get a tan = the reason many people go to the beach - to catch some rays.

I can't comment on how funny it is. When he was young, he and his workmates decided to take the day off. As the instigator, he was the one who got fired, but it was not a complete loss, since he got a tan. I suppose the thing that makes it funny is that the old man pretends to be telling his daughter a joke, but it fact it's a true story about himself.

- A.

Re: Why you is written as you when it can simply be written as u?

CalifJim — Fri, 26 Oct 2007 18:58:14 GMT

Why you is written as you when it can simply be written as u? Likewise, why are is written as are when it can be written as r?

These words are written out in full rather than as abbreviations to show that the writer is not common, vulgar, and lazy, that the writer is willing to follow, in a spirit of cooperation, the standards of communication understood by all, and that the writer has some respect for those to whom he is writing.
There are thousands of words that can be abbreviated, but in the extreme this can lead to difficulty in comprehension. This effect is seen in silly juvenile jokes:

--What did the lady say to her purse when she saw that it contained no money?
-- o i c u r m t

How would you like to have to read sentences like that all the time?
It wdnt b e z.

The effect is amusing at first, but I assure you, it wears off quickly.

CJ

Re: reported speech

Kooyeen — Tue, 17 Jul 2007 21:35:42 GMT

- Hey Tom!
- Hey, what's up?
- The robbers warned the victim not to report that to the police.
- What?
- Yes, the robbers warned the victim not to report that to the police.
- What are you talking about? What robbers?
- You know, they warned the victim not to report th...
- Damn, cut it out! I don't even know what you are talking about! I don't have a clue!
- I should have known. I believe it's "that" that confuses you... I should have said "the robbery".
- Uh?
- The robbers warned the victim not to report the robbery to the police.
- Exactly. Yes. Yeah. I see. I understand. Interesting. Cool. That's good. Go on please. Everything is clear now...
- Uh, really? You do you understand?
- Hmm, not really, but I have to.
- Uh? You have to understand?
- Yes. I still don't understand, but I think I am supposed to understand now that you've taken that confusing "that" out of the sentence.
- Oh, yeah, that makes sense. But... wait a second, it DOESN'T make sense! Now I'm kind of confused. I think I'd better ask in Englishforums...

That's a kind of joke.
What I want to say is that if you want to use "that", "it" or any other pronoun in place of something, you've got to have a good reason to do so. When you use pronouns, the context is vital. So, looking at Yoong examples again, I wouldn't say either is not acceptable. But there's no context at all, so you can't really say what is best and what is definitely odd until you put those sentences in a certain situation. Even the original sentence, with "this", might be odd in certain situations ("Do not report this to..." - Who says this, when and where? And to who? Or who to, or to whom, I don't know, grrrr).

Book Edit

Catwoman — Wed, 23 May 2007 20:56:29 GMT

Can you please help me editing my book.

As i am a first time writer i really don't know if my wording and pronouncement/grammer are correct.

Chapter 1

The blue dress

My story begins in Cape Town on 8^th January 1970, a day I will never forget no matter how I try. My 5^th birthday. The family consisted of five boys: William age 17; Edward 14; Andrew 12; Melvin 9; Michael 7 and three girls, Amelia age 15, Francis 8 and myself. With all these mouths to feed I had quickly learned not to expect any special treatment as mum always said weâre just too poor to waste anything. Shopping for clothes, shoes or food was a long, awaited special event. Only when my father would arrive back from long distance trips as a truck driver for Freighters Removals. On that day, if we were lucky, we were allowed one sweet each. Clothes and shoes were only purchased for the eldest as it was handed down to the others as they grew. Being a mere, toddler I didnât know any better and just enjoyed life the way it was presented to me. Staying in a two bedroom cast iron council home, with no power but the paraffin stove for cooking and candles, for light, we all had took turns to bath. Every night at 6pm everyone would practically fall over their feet to get hot water. If there was none and you were still dirty, cold water was the next choice. By then youâd surely be send of to bed hungry with a good spanking. The eldest brothers and sister usually were the first at this lavish privilege as they had to oversee the rest of us. Kitchen duty was for everyone no matter how big, small, tired or ill you were. Bedtime was a mission, as we all shared one bedroom, consisting of one double bed for the girls and two floor mattresses for the boys. Extra blankets were a special privilege for the cold Cape winters. This was the usual ritual in the Petersen household just before supper. Though I was always reminded never to expect any lavish gifts. I looked forward to having my dad home on my birthday. After all, I did not ask for gifts and my father loved me above all else. That morning I had woken with the best surprise any poor child could only dream of. Rubbing my eyes to see clearly my sister shouted.â Happy birthday Janie, I got something for your birthdayâ. Shocked, yet happy, I smiled as she handed me the gift wrapped in plain brown paper. Ripping the paper off, I waited to see if my father would also enter our room to wish me happy birthday, but he was nowhere. The present was a beautiful blue crapulence dress with a matching jacket and a little white hat. Added was a shiny pair of polished black patent leather shoes that by now was too small for my sister. Happy with the present, I jumped out of bed to thank my parents. âDad must be home with money, therefore I will be getting a special giftâ I thought racing to their bedroom. Not finding them there, I rushed of to the kitchen. Mum was preparing the same usual maize meal breakfast for the family. Ignoring, her I ran outside searching for my father. I couldnât wait to see him after he was away 3 weeks. I had missed the special occasions when he placed me on his knee, rocking me up and down. Though mum was always scared that he would drop me, especially when he was under the influence of alcohol, I didnât care but enjoyed every minute not wanting him to stop.

Yet that morning I could not find him. âMaybe his hiding somewhere,â I thought calling out his name in a cheery voice. After a while, realizing that he truly wasnât home, tears pouring down my rosy cheeks I ran to my sister for comfort. Mum never tolerated us crying as she said we had to grow up fast and go to work for our keep. Just a few years older Fran, was my pillar, always keeping me safe from the otherâs jealousy. They hated the fact that dad always called us Janie and Fenna, his youngest little angels. Even though he also loved Amelia, named Millie after his mum, he always said her to have inherited the old ladyâs mean streak and bad attitude. My brothers were more like mumâs large family, the Kleinhans family. Specially my grandparents. Soft hearted down, to earth simple people who lived on a farm in a rural area named Durbanville far outside Bellville. Mum felt that our family was just to poor for their approval. She was to proud and ashamed to introduce her children to them ,she always claimed her parents to be deceased. Now and then she would talk about her 16 brothers and sisters to us. You boys have my dad and brothers attitudes, never worried and care free from the girls. How I had wished to meet them but it was just not allowed. âFran, I cried, showering her with questions. Whereâs Derra, why is he not home, where did mum get my present from? Wait she screamed, donât cry so much, derra has gone to his friend Abdullah. As you were still asleep when he arrived he didnât want to wake you. Either you wait till his back or ill take you there, but you must promise to be quite and not tell the others or weâll get into big trouble,. âpromise first, she shouted nudging me softly in the ribs! âMum said you may wear your new clothes today as it is your birthday. Youâre going to look so pretty after I plate your hairâ she said, kissing me on the cheek. To excited and overjoyed I practically rushed her with everything. Totally forgetting that she too was only just a young girl and not our mother. After a while she turned me towards the mirror, smiled, saying. Look at yourself, so pretty in blue. Today you look like a little princess, come let me finish your hair with ribbons so we can go to derra. Millie will be so jealous when she sees you now. Just then mum entered the room announcing that she had to go somewhere and we were to go stay with grandma Mille. Rushing me along not even noticing my pretty dress or smile she shoved the hat on my head, wiped my nose and grabbed my hand. Dismayed I looked at Fran who was close to tears but dared not cry or utter a word. That surely would create a huge problem immediately and I didnât want my sister spanked for nothing. Mum was the General when it came to disciplining her children. She always said dad was to weak and soft for us. Sneaking of to see dad now, was out of the question. How am I going to see my daddy today I wondered? Obediently I tagged along as she dragged me towards the door. Come Fran she shouted, grandmaâs waiting and Iâm going to be late for my appointment. You children are always so slow when I need to go somewhere. Sometimes I wish I never had you all then I would be back with my family and not need to worry about you all. Those words had a way of always making my sister cry and it hurt me very much. Looking at her I thought does this woman hate us so much she wishes us gone.

Outside my youngest brothers Melvin and Michael were playing marbles with the neighborhood kids. Not seeing mum (the General), Michael shouted âWhere you going looking so nice, does mum knowâ. He was her little snitch always sucking up and getting us in trouble. She adored him, calling him Mickie her youngest baby boy. Apart from the others he always got away with murder no matter if he was at fault for starting trouble in the household. Just like Fran, Melvin always comforted and protected him no matter how much trouble he had caused. Melvin was the first to cry whenever mum took of her slipper. By then all hell would break lose, Parents arguing yelling at each other and children scattering around screaming and crying. Dad would get so mad that he physically and verbally abuses her till she scream, crawl away blue eyed. âU should learn to be a proper mother to these children and shut your big mouth, you nagging too much for money âheâd shout. As dad was an alcoholic this usually happened when he got drunk visiting his friend Abdullah? She always had a way of bringing out the worst in him. This was the only times I felt sorry for her, after all she was my mum and he was hurting her. Then I really didnât like my dad. Yet I still loved all my brothers no matter what they did. After all they were all I have and I was just too young to realize that sometimes they were naughty. âCome boys she said, you all have to go to grandma Millie as I quickly have to go out before your father returns from wherever he presently is.â But mum! Mickie nagged, we playing and donât want to go there as I donât like her. Sheâs nasty and always chases us outside as she says we dirty her house. Well Melvin is with you and besides Millie and the other boys are with their friends too. Oh come now, stop nagging and Iâll bring you a sweet when I return, be good okâ she said hurriedly dragging me along. Pulling my hair showing his tongue, he smiled grabbing mumâs hand. Grandma Millieâs house was only a few blocks away so we didnât have far to go. Along the way Melvin kept teasing Fran about her broken shoes and fatness. She was after all my plump big sister whom I loved very much. Arriving at there we were quickly shoved in by the gate. âGo on inside, mum said rushing off waving at us. On the patio gran was sitting in her favorite chair rocking herself to sleep. Opening her eyes she glared at us yelling âand now where you all think your going, your dads not here but at Abdullahâs house drinking him stupid again and whereâs your rubbish of a mother going now?. Suddenly I didnât feel so good about this lady, wanting to cry and hide behind Fran. Letâs go to derra please I cried, this aunty is nasty and scares me. Shih Fran said sheâs Derraâs mum. She must have heard what I said replying very loud in a screeching voice.â Yes go sit there by your drunken father and donât come back here again. Now I really wanted my mummy but she was gone. All I had was my brothers and sister who just stood there quietly. Being the immediate eldest among us Melvin decided we return home and wait for any of our family members to return. âI donât like that witchâ Mickie said Iâll tell mum what she says about us. Shut up you, Fran scolded him, as normal youâll get us all into trouble again but this time Iâll hurt you when I get punished for nothing. Oh yes, Melvin replied,â lets see who hits first. Ignoring them I walked slowly, dragging my feet. Back home the boys immediately got back into the marble game with their friends leaving us to sit one side. âFran was your birthday also like thisâ I inquired. Yes, she replied its nothing special so you had better get use to it. Thereâs no cake or party ever for any of us as you know what mum says about money. You still lucky you got these clothes. Suddenly I didnât feel so happy trying to offer her the jacket and hat. Laughing she refused my offering mumbling âKeep it on, itâs too small sis and besides itâs all you have. Mum gave all your other smaller clothes to the neighborâs baby. Letâs rather just be happy we have each other today ok. As it was a hot summerâs day I was thirsty and started sweating sitting on the wall. Having just too much clothes on I nagged at Fran. Can I take this off please? Tucking on the jacket? Iâm to hot and the hat makes my hair itch.â Oh ok, but just until mum comes back.â Now I felt better, soon placing my head on her lap. Sweat rolling down my forehead, I fell of into a deep sleep. Dreaming of a party with lots of balloons and cakes. Being treated like a fairy in never land. Suddenly it felt like I was floating. It was my eldest brother William, named after dad, picking me up of the ground. My beautiful dream was rudely interrupted by him carrying me into the house. Opening the door, Millie shouted. âWake up you or youâll get sick sleeping in the direct sunlight and weâll all get it again. Why you all outside anyway and whereâs mum. Fran, also half asleep rubbing her eyes just shrug her shoulders. I donât know, mum said she had to go somewhere quickly and left us with granny. But why you all here outside and not there. ?cause Melvin and Mickie â¦.Fran replied not able to finish her sentence as the two boys came around the corner yelling on top of their lungs. Derra, s back and he is drunk so now we going to get punished again. Donât be stupid, William yelled. You know dad donât do that when mumâs not around. Long as you stay out his way heâll go and sleep. Besides Iâm here and he wonât challenge me. Oh so who died and made you our protector, Millie arrogantly yelled. You canât even protect yourself thatâs why you always run away to Mrs. Mahajalâs house because youâre ashamed of us. Look whose talking, you do the same sleeping over at Johnâs house. Wait till dad finds that out about you and Longie and youâll be in greater trouble than all of us together. Mrs. Mahajal was a rich old lady who adored and spoiled him very much. Knowing our situation back home she wanted to adopt him but dad was against it saying his children stay together no matter what the circumstances. Therefore William always disappeared staying away for days. It was like he didnât want to know us. Millie was no better. I can to know john as Longie via friends whom always came to fetch her. She always sneaked away unseen especially when dad was away because she knew mum didnât worry much. But today they were both on their best behavior knowing dadâs back. On and on they went arguing till dad finally yelled. Shut up you lot and bring Janie here. He was in the lounge, relaxing with his feet up on the coffee table. Whereâs Derra, s babies he said in slurry drunken voice? Come here you birthday girl. I see you have your new dress on and you look so pretty like a little princess. And where is Fenna? How come sheâs not with you? Iâm here Derra, she said jumping around so he could see her. Both of you come sit here on my lap. I want to see my little angels. Millie and William had now stopped arguing just pushing each other around. They just couldnât stop getting into each other all the time. It was like a joke to them teasing each other about other boys and girls. Rocking on dadâs lap we laughed so much till our tummies ached. I was happy to see my father being in his strong arms again. All the while the others were watching jealously. We had totally forgotten about the bad situations surrounding us. Long as dad was home and we were happy we just didnât care about them or him being drunk. Just then Mickie entered the room spoiling our fun nagging, hello derra did you bring something for me, Iâm hungry derra! Suddenly dad stopped playing, shoving us away shouting loudly, âDorothy where are you, the kids are hungry so feed them. I gave you all my money and I brought food so what are you doing with it.â? Where are you? On and on he went till he realized she wasnât home. Millie whereâs your mother he inquired. I donât know derra; I wasnât here when she left. Ask Melvyn. Being a soft hearted boy I felt sorry as poor Melvyn had to explain over and over until dad finally understood. Did she say whereâs sheâs going. No derra! Mickie shouted again out of turn. Ma said she had to go quickly and will bring sweeties if Iâm good. Oh did she and did she tell you where sheâs going to? No but grandma Millie chased us away saying you drunk at Dulla donkeyâs house so Melvyn said we must come home. This angered dad, mumbling horrible words as he got up stumbling towards the kitchen. Now we knew that trouble was brewing just because of Mickie. Yet like all of us he was a little boy and surely needed to be fed. By then mille had prepared sandwiches serving us already. Would you also like some derra she inquired but he was to angry to even hear. There he stood mumbling, swearing at the door awaiting mum. After a while he left for his friends shouting, âTell your mother sheâs in trouble when I get back from Dulla. Now we knew that we had to get done early with our normal routine as we had to be out the way before they arrived home. Everyone had to be on their best behavior and in bed no matter if it was still daylight. Innocently I inquired, Mille is derra going to hit ma again? Hey I donât know, she yelled and donât ask stupid questions. Donât think because itâs your birthday your special in this house. Now you can go tell derra what I said because you two are his little ANGELS. I canât wait to get away from this poor family who always fight. One day Iâm going to run away and leave all this nonsense behind. William just shrugs his shoulders smacking Mickie on the head. Because of you we all are going to have a miserable evening again. Just then Andrew arrived unknowing the present situation smiling heavily. Hello you all, where were you earlier as I was home and found no one here. Again the explaining and insults between the eldest flew around. Mum arrived two hours later getting out of a big bakery truck smiling lovingly at the driver. Waving none stop as he quickly drove off. Carrying heavily on some parcels. Soon as she was inside the door they stopped arguing pretending that all was well. Mickie, little tired came running ready to inform her about the days events but Andrew pulled him back saying. Donât you dare or else. As he hardly around always hanging out a few blocks away at mumâs friend, aunty Chrissie, he never tolerated Mickie snitching and always stayed out the way when the fighting started. Are you all sorted out and fed because Iâm tired and need to rest a while, she said. Yes mum but Edwards not home yet, William replied. Never did she mention where or with who she was. Showing no interest in whatever we did during the day. Fran came and brushed my hair whispering. Donât worry Janie ma just tired and shell talk later. Best we get to bed before derra comes home. Iâm sure you donât want to hear all the shouting and swearing specially on your birthday again do you? Anyway itâs almost over so be a big girl and donât ask so many questions please. Later that evening Edward returned handing mum some money he earned selling newspapers all day. Unlike the others he had always try to make a few rand to help mum no matter how bad he was treated. Unfortunately sometimes some bad deeds landed him in trouble with the law having mum to fetch him from the police stations. Yet every time he returned home he had lots of money that made her happy. Sometimes it seemed like he was paying her to be our mother. All fed and ready for bed we all anciently awaited Derra, s return. Like little mice we were quietly laying in bed just waiting to hear his voice. In my little mind I had said a prayer for GOD to please spare my family and mum. Long after I had fallen of to sleep he had returned to drunk and tired to fight. Surprising mum never got scolded or beaten that night. That night I was very proud of my father for being a man overlooking all mumsâ wrong doings. Glancing at my pretty blue dress hanging over the bedroom chair I thought smiling. Thought my birthday was not the best I had hoped for I still got to wear my pretty dress and see my dad. Nothing else mattered more than that. I feel asleep knowing that I was loved and still special to him.

Re: This don't apply..

Eviltony — Thu, 17 May 2007 08:40:07 GMT

Kathrin >Why is the grammar incorrect ore even more atrocious? Yes, it means not relavant and it was supposed to be a kind of a joke. But it isn't funny any more.

Who wrote what, and to whom. Context would be good here.
As Mr Micawber said the grammar is atrocious in the sentence, but I suspect that there is more to this than we are seeing.

Grammatical rules need to be fully understood by both sides or else a 'joke' falls flat. It also helps if a signal is given that there is a joke involved.

I suppose "This don't apply for the poem" could be very funny as a joke in relation to grammar and 'poetic licence'.

Re: darling sweetheart honey

Grammar Geek — Fri, 11 May 2007 13:38:36 GMT

Hi Kekel,

Don't use honey or sweetheart with friends.

However, sometimes a "darlin' " sneaks in as a term of affection for a coworker with whom I have a friendship, but NEVER for one of the other sex. As in "There you go, darlin' " when I give her something that I worked on for her. I also have a few friends that I refer to as "Sugarplum" but it's just a joke.

And still I wish for her happiness...

Kingofmurk — Wed, 25 Apr 2007 16:43:23 GMT

Well, this is my first try. please read this and suggest me how can i make my writings even better.

Alone I sit and remember. Remember those days when we used to be together. Me and her, hands in hands, we used to spend most of the time with each other. She used to be the reason for my existence. And I used to be the one whom she loved.

I still donât know what made us meet was a fate, a destiny or it was mare a co-incident. Whatever it was, the result was painful. It was not love on first sight. When we first met I didnât feel anything special. I never believed in love. Those stories of love for me where pain, sacrifice and the dialogues like âI canât live without youâ or âYou are the reason I am aliveâ, were attached, existed only in books or movies. I never felt they had anything to do with real life.

On the first meeting itself, we talked for hours where she told me about herself and I did too. One can say we became friends on the first meeting itself. For long we talked and many things we talked. The day passed. And after that we started meeting frequently. We talked different things; our past, our present and even future plans and aims. When we used to talk about love, our thoughts never met. On one side I was there who never believed in love and on other was she who not only believed in love but wanted me to believe in it too. When ever we had those talks I commonly used to say âFine than; you be my girlfriend and perhaps Iâll also know what love really is; or even there is such thing as sacrifice and trust in love or not.â That was the best thing to tell to end the conversation, coz after that sheâd drop the topic. On that moment her face would look so red and her expressions used to be completely changed that I used to say that frequently. I used to ask to be my girlfriend and make me believe in love again and again. Our talks in phone were long too. The clock would stick 1 or 2 at night when we cut the line. When she had exams or I was busy, we couldnât talk for few days but as soon as we were free, the same routine used to continue.

One day she suddenly asked âDid you really mean it when you asked me to be your girlfriend?? Do you ask every girl the same question?? You know, I was so silly. I took it seriously and started feeling about you. Iâve started loving you.â

I didnât know what to say. I did used to joke around but with her it was bit more. I donât know the reason why I did so. Speaking honestly I used to say it to every girl who thought there is love and wanted me to believe in it too. But no one took it seriously every before. They all used to know I was just joking . But she took it seriously. She took each and every word I said seriously right from the first talk. At that time I was speechless. I didnât know what should my reply to her be â Yes I do; or No you are the only one. Without thinking I lied to her; I took the second option.

The whole night that day I thought about her. I thought, âWas it right I did??â or even âWas I ever serious when I told her all those words?â I thought that for some days. Those days I didnât talk to her. I just kept asking myself again and again. On one hand I was longing to talk to her while in other I was not sure what was I gonna tell her if she called me again. Her words were still stuck in my mind. After thinking for long finally I got the answer. The answer was âI love her as wellâ.

Next day, the first thing I did was called her. She couldnât receive the call for she was in college. So I waited till her college was over. Each second passed like hours. Finally her classes were over and she called me back and said, âSorry. I was in class so couldnât receive your call. What is it?? Today you called so early. Is anything special??â I said, âYes. Can you meet me today?? Iâve got something to tell you.â She agreed. The place and time was fixed. I took out my favorite pair of clothes, put on my favorite perfume, went to floweriest and took a red rose for her. From there I went directly to the place where we agreed to meet. I was three hours early. I waited for her. When she arrived, I couldnât remove my eyes off her. She was looking more beautiful than ever. She was wearing the dress which I liked a lot on her. Perhaps she knew what I was going to say. When she came near me and asked why such sudden plan, I gave her the rose and told her that I love her. I told her everything and asked her to be my girlfriend not just as a joke but for real. She said yes.

After that, our talk on the phone became even longer. We started meeting more frequently than ever. I thanked her for coming to my life. If she wouldnât be there I would have missed to see how beautiful the love is. She made me realize that the Love and sacrifice do not only exist in books or movies but they are in real life too. Whenever we were free or had holidays, we used to go out. Me and her, hands in hands, we used to spend most of the time with each other. She used to be the reason for my existence. And I used to be the one whom she loved. The dialogues in movies now seemed to be true. Now I couldnât live without her. She was my love, my life, my everything.

Now when everything was going fine and well, my life took a sudden twist. As I was trying for a college in abroad, my application was accepted. I got admission. Now the time came for me to leave her and go. Before leaving, we met and talked about our love. We promised each other to write or call whenever possible. I promised to call her as soon as I reach the college and we departed. For the first time, I regretted for the situation I was in. On one hand I had her, whom I loved the most and in next I had my career, my future.

When I reached college, things didnât go as well as Iâd thought. I got problems regarding the college formalities and accommodation due to which I couldnât call her sooner. After five days there, when I got bit free, first thing I did was tried her number but it was unreachable. I tried a lot but couldnât succeed. Then I went to cybercafÃ© to write to her. When I reached there, I was extremely happy to find her mail in the inbox. But as I opened it all my happiness flew away. I was shocked by reading it. I couldnât believe that she had no trust on me. On reading the first lines sheâd wrote, I thought it was some kind of joke. The starting was, âOk fine. I got the point. You were never serious about me. All you were doing was playing with me, playing with my feelingsâ¦â But no, it was not joke. She seemed to be serious. I read the mail 3-4 times to make sure the mail meant the same what I understood and nothing else. I couldnât believe my eyes. I didnât know what to do. From there I directly went to my room and started trying her number. Late night I reached her number. When she received the phone I was totally unaware what to say. The first thing came from my mouth was âWhat the *** was the mail about??â and her reply was âThat was truth; the truth that I felt.â

Her voice was changed. Or letâs say she was changed. The reason for what she wrote was nothing but the delay of 5 days to call her. I explained her why I couldnât call or write and said sorry. She at that point seemed to have understood that but after that our relation never was the same.

Our talk on phone gradually became less. Instead we used to get online and chat. I donât know if the reason was because âThat is what I feltâ or something else but on the chat after another, her love seemed to be getting lost. After few days she suddenly said, âYou know, I thought a lot about our relation and now I think itâs not love. Itâs some attraction or something but I donât think its love.â I asked her what should it be for being love and not attraction but she didnât have answer. All she said is, âI donât know but I think we should be just friends. Good friends in fact but I donât want to get engaged in love and think only about this and destroy my future and career. This is the time to study, to build the career.â I donât know why she didnât think this before and doing it now. I told her, âIf this is the thing, I can wait for you.â But after that she was never clear. Either she was confused or she wanted to confuse me perhaps either god knows it or her.

On each chat or mail I tried to tell how much I loved her and my life would be a hell without her. And also no matter what I could wait for her. But she said âPlease donât wait for me.â I asked her why. And the reply she gave, I donât know it was funny, silly or sensible but she said, âPlease donât take me wrong but you know I want to do MBBS and even if we get married later, the relation might not work. See, being doctor sometimes Iâd need to stay late, cannot give proper time for family and I think only a doctor can understand this.â

I tried a lot to change her mind. I told her there are hundreds of couples from different profession but the love and the understanding is never less in them. After saying so sometimes she seemed to have understood and again sometimes she used to repeat the same. When ever I wanted to talk about our relation, either she gave confused thoughts, or changed the topic or stayed quiet. I did my best for the relation to work but couldnât help myself alone. One day finally I asked, âI am going to ask you for the last time and this time u canât escape it. Anything you say else than yes or no, Iâll take it as no and this time u canât stay quiet either. So tell me do you or do you not love me. Do you want to continue this relation or not??â Her answer was clear this time. No.

From that day, that instant, everything is finished. We do sometimes get online same times but the talking is very less. For saying we are friends but there is nothing like friends in us. Itâs just a forced relation.

What Iâve just written here is our love from my point of view. If she writes this same story, it might be different. She might perhaps show that I am guilty or perhaps not. And if she reads this she might ask me, âWhat the *** was that about??â and I would reply, âThat was truth; the truth that I felt.â

Whatever be, I loved her and will always do. Though my first love was broken, or letâs say she broke my first love and my heart, but I still wish her she gets a good doctor, who can understand her and love her as much as I did. And I still wish for her happinessâ¦

Re: Quick help needed, this is important (grammar).

Ant_222 — Thu, 18 Jan 2007 13:17:11 GMT

«Um.....I think the "helper" needs more help than the poster requeting for help. Many simple errors....»

Ok. If I corrected some of the poster's mistakes and introduced several new ones, why not look at my corrections and omit the mistakes! Anyway, I warned Jacek about that...

By the way, could you point the "simpliest" mistake? I am very interested.

«2. It has just been announced that everyone of those who obtained (Past Simple or Present Perfect?) less than 50 percent will have to take another exam. All of those, who will not be able to come to the US in Spring may apply for taking the exam in US embassies.»

"everyone of those" and "all of those". Do you really want to keep them? Maybe replace them by "those who" or something like that?

«Past Simple or Present Perfect?»

To me, both are acceptable but Past Simple is better.

«4. The new synthetic costs three times as much as cotton. But since it's here, no teenage girl will even look at old costumes. Well, the money which they spend isn't theirs, but their parent's.»

Parents'

«5. The fact is that no female journalist from the newspaper, whom had thrown these accusations was present at the dinner, during which the Collonel has been telling or, as he claims, he hasn't been telling those racist jokes.»

"Colonel was...". Surely.

«Anyonymouns: This can't be done your way, because the situation is set at present time. It's like two blokes sitting in a room and talking about another one behind the looking glass, and now they're willing to figure out if he noticed he's being recorded or not.»

Are you speaking to me, to Ant_222? I thought they were analyzing a recording, not listening in real time.

«sounds slightly better than "of convincing", but it does not convince me... Help?»

to prove?

«Oh, and although some parts of these sentences may seem incorrect I have to leave them as they are, because they were set up this way by the author of my exercise book.»

Well, how does one decide which parts can and which cannot be corrected?

P.S.: I recommend that you remove your e-mail from the signature...

Re: Quick help needed, this is important (grammar).

Jacekkr — Thu, 18 Jan 2007 11:36:30 GMT

Ok I had a look at these sentences and altered a few things, so here they are again... Voila:
The text in red are those 'updated' sentences and the text in dark green are my comments.

1. We certainly cannot accuse Fred of being shy. Look how he enjoys talking about himself in front of television cameras.

2. It has just been announced that everyone of those who has obtained less than 50 percent will have to take another exam. All of those, who will not be able to come to the US in Spring may apply for taking the exam in US embassies.

2. It has just been announced that everyone of those who obtained (Past Simple or Present Perfect?) less than 50 percent will have to take another exam. All of those, who will not be able to come to the US in Spring may apply for taking the exam in US embassies.

3. Since no more than half a bottle of syrup was left, Granddad must have been taking his treatment very seriously. I bought five bottles last Monday.

4. The new sytnthetic costs three times as much as cotton. But since it's here, no teenage girl will even look at old costumes. Well, the money which they spend isn't theirs, but their parent's.

4. The new synthetic costs three times as much as cotton. But since it's here, no teenage girl will even look at old costumes. Well, the money which they spend isn't theirs, but their parent's.

OR

4. The new synthetic costs three times as much cotton does (is this correct?). But since it's here, no teenage girl will even look at old costumes. Well, the money which they spend isn't theirs, but their parent's.

5. The fact is that no female journalist from the newspaper, whom had thrown these accusations was not present at the dinner, during which the Collonel has been telling or, as he claims, he hasn't been telling those racist jokes.

5. The fact is that no female journalist from the newspaper, whom had thrown these accusations was present at the dinner, during which the Collonel has been telling or, as he claims, he hasn't been telling those racist jokes.

6. Having decided months ago in advance what will be the topics of main speeches and who will be making them after whom, the organisers were unwilling to make any changes last-minute changes.

6. Having decided months ago in advance what will be the topics of main speeches and who will be making them after whom, the organisers were unwilling to make any last-minute changes.

7. Listen to this! Doesn't this change in Simon's voice suggest, that he might have realized at that moment, that the conversation is being recorded.

@ Anyonymouns: This can't be done your way, because the situation is set at present time. It's like two blokes sitting in a room and talking about another one behind the looking glass, and now they're willing to figure out if he noticed he's being recorded or not.

8. Because of safety regulations we had to send two drivers instead of one. After a few hundred kilometers it turned out, that although they both have been driving buses for many years, none of them was used to driving in such heavy traffic.

9. I doubt wheter they have a clear idea themselves how many rehearsals there should be before the show is ready for television.

10. Before the conference I would never have thought that translating a lecture about the history of fashion can be so difficult. I am afraid that a few listeners could have had doubts about my knowledge of French.

11. Please do not expect owners not to get upset when they are told that since the beginning of the strike you haven't managed to make a list of negotiators and experts.

12. As far as buying cosmetics is concerned, Laura is sceptical about advertising. She thinks, that the least advertised products are usually much cheaper than those that can be seen on TV.

12. As far as buying cosmetics is concerned, Laura is sceptical about advertising. She thinks, that the least advertised products are usually much cheaper than those seen on TV.

I'm having a dilemma here, cause I'm not sure whether to use the expression "those that can be seen on TV" (which sounds awfully) or maybe the one in the sentence in red - "than those seen on TV".

13. From our point of view the latest proposal seems to be acceptable under the condition, that we won't have to pay for the equipment, we will not be using in the future.

14. Let's not argue about specific questions to be asked both guests until we make sure that Father John won't have anything against appearing in the same show with a strip dancer.

15. The manager decided that the best way of convincing customers that the juice is not radioactive was having every hundreth bottle checked by an independent laboratory.

15. The manager decided that the best way to convince (sounds slightly better than "of convincing", but it does not convince me... Help?) customers that the juice is not radioactive was having every hundreth bottle checked by an independent laboratory.

Oh, and although some parts of these sentences may seem incorrect I have to leave them as they are, because they were set up this way by the author of my exercise book.