Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Essay Writing.....


How to begin an essay........

Take a pen...

Open the note book...

Write the word which comes in your mind....

Read that word again and follow the intuition...

Link the relative words and ideas with that word and see......you have written the first line!

e.g.

Pen.....

Ask yourself a few questions....

What is a pen?

Why a pen is used?

When was it invented?

Who?

Why?

How?

Now what next?.....

The Essay has been designed.....

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Monday, June 20, 2011

Ann Frank's Diary part 1 ...

Plot Summary

Anne receives a diary on her thirteenth birthday. She names it Kitty.

One day, Nazi police send a call-up notice for her father and her sister Margot for their deportation to a concentration camp. They flee to their hiding place, the Secret Annexe.

Another family, the Van Daans, arrive with their son Peter. Anne particularly dislikes the frivolous Mrs. Van Daan. She also complains that the grown-ups criticize her.

Anne tells Kitty that her Jewish friends are being taken away by the dozens. They are loaded into cattle trucks and sent toconcentration camps.

Daddy gets sick, but they cannot call a doctor, since they are in hiding. Anne reads a book on puberty and longs to have her period. She does not like to say her prayers with Mummy, for she finds Mummy cold. She gets jealous of Margot sometimes.

They take in another person, Mr. Dussel. He is stubborn. Anne often feels guilty for being safe in hiding while her Jewish friends are probably suffering.

Anne feels frustrated that she is criticized so often. She still does not get along with Mrs. Van Daan, and still finds Mummy cold, refusing to pray with her, upsetting her greatly.

Anne cannot sleep because of the air raids, and they are eating terribly-dry bread and ersatz coffee for breakfast, spinach and rotten potatoes for dinner. Still, Anne feels lucky that they have food and shelter, that they are able to laugh at each other, and that they have books and a radio.

There is an announcement that Italy has surrendered. This gives them hope for peace.

Friday, June 17, 2011

Learn English Free.....

WORDS FOLLOWED BY PREPOSITIONS

Certain Verbs, Nouns, Adjective, and Participles are always followed by particular Prepositions.

1. Mumbai is famous for its textiles.

2. The goat subsists on the coarsest of food.

3. Jawaharlal Nehru was fond of children.

4. India is a noble, gorgeous land, teeming with natural wealth.

5. Being appraised of our approach, the whole neighborhood came out to meet their minister.

6. In the classical age the ideal life of the Brahman was divided into four stages or ashrams.

7. It is natural in every man to wish for distinction.

8. He was endowed with gifts fitted to win eminence in any field of human activity.

9. The writer is evidently enamoured of the subject.

10. These computers are cheap enough to be accessible to most people.

11. Ambition does not always conduce to ultimate happiness.

12. The true gentleman is courteous and affable to his neighbors.

13. Newly acquired freedom is sometimes liable to abuse.

14. Little Jack proved quite a match for the desert.

15. Camels are peculiarly adapted to life in the desert.

16. He is a man of deep learning, but totally ignorant of life and manners.

17. The income derived from the ownership of land is commonly called rent.

18. The Moors were famous for their learning and their skill all kinds of industries.

19. Alexander profited by the dissensions of the Punjab Rajas.

20. Few things are impossible to diligence and skill.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

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THE ACCURSED HOUSE. Intro....

THE ACCURSED HOUSE

BY EMILE GABORIAU

Emile Gaboriau, best known for his remarkable detective stories, was born at Sanson in 1853, and died at Paris in 1873. He was for a time private secretary of Paul Feval, the novelist, and published a great variety of work. In 1866 appeared in the paper called "Le Pays" his first great detective story, "L' Affaire Lerouge," which the author dram- atized in collaboration with Hostein in 1872. Like all of the great series, "U Affaire Le- rouge" "Monsieur Lecoq," "Les Esclaves de Paris," etc., are written in an easy flowing style, and are full of exciting moments.

It is interesting to trace the ancestry of the modern detective story. The first seeds are said to be found in Voltaire's "Zadig"; they germinate in Poe's tales, take form in Gabo- riau, and are in full bloom in Conan Doyle's "Sherlock Holmes."

The Butterfly part one...

Stay near me---do not take thy flight!

A little longer stay in sight!

Much converse do I find I thee,

Historian of my infancy !

Float near me; do not yet depart!

Dead times revive in thee:

Thou bring'st, gay creature as thou art!

A solemn image to my heart,

My father's family!



Oh! pleasant, pleasant were the days,

The time, when, in our childish plays,

My sister Emmeline and I

Together chased the butterfly!

A very hunter did I rush

Upon the prey:---with leaps and spring

I followed on from brake to bush;

But she, God love her, feared to brush

The dust from off its wings.


William Wordsworth,

To a Butterfly.....

TO A BUTTERFLY
Written in the orchard, Town-end, Grasmere.

I'VE watched you now a full half-hour;
Self-poised upon that yellow flower
And, little Butterfly! indeed
I know not if you sleep or feed.
How motionless!—not frozen seas
More motionless! and then
What joy awaits you, when the breeze
Hath found you out among the trees,
And calls you forth again!

This plot of orchard-ground is ours; 10
My trees they are, my Sister's flowers;
Here rest your wings when they are weary;
Here lodge as in a sanctuary!
Come often to us, fear no wrong;
Sit near us on the bough!
We'll talk of sunshine and of song,
And summer days, when we were young;
Sweet childish days, that were as long
As twenty days are now.

William Wordsworth, 1802