http://www.englishforums.com/search/pro.htm?q=user%3aBassim&o=DateDescendingSearch results for 'user:Bassim'en-USXMOD (Build: 3616.28671)http://www.englishforums.com/English/ATaleDictatorShortStoryPart-Five/hcqwj/post.htm#604837Thu, 04 Dec 2008 18:54:51 GMT946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:604837bassimDear Julielai. I do not understand what you mean with "slow down the pace..?" This is not an ordinary short story. This is a tale and in the tale everything is possible. I have not intended to make this tale believable. What is important is the message- power and material things seldom make people happy and satisfied. Best wishes.http://www.englishforums.com/English/ATaleDictatorShortStoryPart-Five/hcqwj/post.htmSat, 29 Nov 2008 23:39:59 GMT946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:599242bassimThis is the fifth and last chapter of my short story. I would be glad if someone could proofread it and correct the mistakes. The dictator ran into the river letting its waves wash the dirt and blood on his clothes. The murmur of water sounded like the most beautiful music in his ears and stimulated his senses. The river was so clean that he was able to see every stone on its bottom and even some fish which peacefully swam close to his legs. He was splashing in the water and laughing - a child who ended up in a fairy tale. When the night came they went to sleep. The goatherd did not indulge in luxury and the dictator was forced to lie on a simple bed made of hay. However, he was so tired and affected by the new impressions that he fell...http://www.englishforums.com/English/ATaleDictatorShortStoryPart-Four/hcjhg/post.htmThu, 27 Nov 2008 23:16:01 GMT946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:597199bassimPlease, would you proofread the fourth part of my short story. From his hiding place the dictator saw a black sheepdog which was sniffing around and wagging his hairy tail. Behind the dog walked an older man with a grey workman's cap on his head. His face was wrinkled and sweaty. His blue thin jacket was threadbare and who knows when it was properly washed the last time. In his right hand he was holding a long stick made from a branch. There were no other people in his company and the dictator felt a huge weight lifted off his mind. He got up and waved with his hands shouting," Good man! Please help me!" The dog barked again, but the old man made him silent with one single word. He approached the dictator without haste and...http://www.englishforums.com/English/ATaleDictatorShortStoryPart-Three/hczvb/post.htmWed, 26 Nov 2008 21:50:24 GMT946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:595987bassimPlease, would you proofread the third part of my short story. When the dictator finally came out of the wreckage and let his eyes sweep around he only saw cliffs, boulders and huge, stones with sparsely growing gnarled trees. There were no signs of roads, paths or other signs of civilisation. The sun was scorching and sweat appeared on his face. His legs wobbled confronted with such an unfriendly landscape. At the time when this was happening the mobile phone was not invented nor the computer and for the news to travel it usually took days if not many weeks. The dictator could have got lost and never returned alive in this remote place which probably not a human being had been visited for hundreds of years. What was going to happen if he...http://www.englishforums.com/English/ATaleDictatorShortStoryPart-Two/hcbbk/post.htm#595590Wed, 26 Nov 2008 15:04:34 GMT946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:595590bassimJulielai Thank you very much for helping me. Your help is very appreciated! Have a nice day!http://www.englishforums.com/English/ATaleDictatorShortStoryPart-Two/hcbbk/post.htmTue, 25 Nov 2008 23:22:00 GMT946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:594789bassimThis is the second part of my short story, please would you proofread it. The dictator never dared to speak to anyone about his plight. Instead, he masterly kept the mask of a satisfied leader who never suffered nor felt any feebleness. He knew that any sign of weakness could have been interpreted as a crack in his armour which would have caused enormous joy in his enemies who would seen their chance to get rid of him. It took him months until he spoke to his doctor about his depression. The old man listened to him politely and patiently looking at him steadily through his thick glasses and stroking his grey goat beard. At times he lowered his eyes to jot notes down in his notebook, and in the end he advised the dictator to take long...http://www.englishforums.com/English/ATaleDictatorShortStoryPart-One/hbnnh/post.htm#594632Tue, 25 Nov 2008 20:17:06 GMT946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:594632bassimDear Julielai. Thank you very much for helping me with my short story and thank you for your time and effort. Best wishes.http://www.englishforums.com/English/ATaleDictatorShortStoryPart-One/hbnnh/post.htmTue, 25 Nov 2008 00:21:55 GMT946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:593545bassimPlease, would you proofread the first part of my short story. A tale of a dictator Once upon a time, there lived a dictator who had an absolute power as many dictators before him had. He could do in his country whatever pleased him. His every wish would be fulfilled, his all plans implemented without resistance. If he wanted a palace close to the sea it would be built and if he wanted a cottage in the mountains it did not take the builders more then a week and he would sit in a cosy living room with the open fireplace enjoying delicious food and wines.A specially invited quartet would play Mozart because he was the dictator's favourite composer. If he wanted to sleep with beautiful girls his assistants...http://www.englishforums.com/English/PleaseWouldProofreadTextPart-Two/hbcqh/post.htm#593461Mon, 24 Nov 2008 22:04:08 GMT946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:593461bassimDear Fandorin. Thank you very much. Your help is much appreciated! By the way, when I wrote, "Nowadays they have become student dormitories." I meant the wards, of course. Maybe I should have been clearer and wrote from the beginning," Nowadays, the wards have become student dormitories."http://www.englishforums.com/English/PleaseWouldProofreadTextPart-One/hbbmn/post.htm#590663Sat, 22 Nov 2008 12:25:56 GMT946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:590663bassimHello Nona, Thank you very much for helping me with my text. I only have a few questions. Instead of saying, "True, it will give it a few days of respite could I say , "it will give nature a few days of respite?" Maybe I should write, "Instead of gazing yearningly at women men are careful about where they put their own shoes and boots. Nobody wants to slip over on the ice and brake his leg." Also I do not understand what was wrong with the sentence, "There is a little river and a path which goes all the way close to it which I have slowly paced.." Best wishes.http://www.englishforums.com/English/PleaseWouldProofreadTextPart-Two/hbcqh/post.htmFri, 21 Nov 2008 19:20:07 GMT946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:590417bassimThis is the second part of my text. WINTER There is a little house around forty meters to the right of the path. From its chimney belches white smoke which wind drives above the trees towards the nearby woods. I have never seen people around but probably their is a family with children living there because there is a swing in the garden and children bicycles leaned on the house wall, frozen and covered in snow. I wonder how it feels to live so isolated, without neighbours and playmates? At least one can scream and quarrel as much as one wants and never risk disturbing one's neighbours. In the past this area was a huge mental hospital where thousands of mental patients were kept behind the thick...http://www.englishforums.com/English/PleaseWouldProofreadTextPart-One/hbbmn/post.htmThu, 20 Nov 2008 23:13:48 GMT946f00bb-57d3-4b7b-a9a2-059b5341af52:590066bassimDear people Is there anyone around who could proofread my text? WINTER Winter is here again. Like a powerful predator it has dug its claws in nature and it will not let it loose until the end of March and the first sunny days. True, it will give it a few days of brief respite when sun appears on a horizon for some minutes, but winter is merciless in this part of the world. In the summer women walk in short skirts and tight dresses leaving men drooling over their bodies, but now they are wrapped up warmly in thick jackets and long shawls. Instead of gazing yearningly at them, men usually watch over where they put their shoes and boots; nobody wants to slip over on the ice and break his leg. When I was younger...