Writing a Story
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The topic of this week.
Imgine you were going somewhere when you had a problem. Write a short story.
These questions can help you.
When was it? Where were you?
Who were you with?
What were you doing?
What happened next? What did you do?
Then what happened?
posted by Arbi @ 5:48 AM
3 Comments
3 Comments:
dear sir
i am writing to manifest how happy i feel , because at least there is some body who cares about us , and gave us the opportunity of expressing ourselves , i am thanking you again m.r
this morning as you told us to do , i have read this story in front of my classmates even i was little bit shy , and you maybe could notice that from my voice . in any way this is the story .
It was a summer foggy night , and as i have read in many sories and watched in many movies , all the bad things happen in foggy nights , it all started with a phone call in which on of my relatives invited me to a trip , i could not refuse his invitation , because the bordem was spreading in my life, so i decided to go .
after on hour and half , we met in the airport , then we got to the plane. this last was crowded by travellers from many nationalities and with various characters. but there was a man who could attract all my attention , he was a tall man with a funny hair cut , he was dressed in black , the colour of evils as most of people describe it . he seemed likely to be a criminal , just from the method with which he was staring on every body was on the plane .
After one hour of flying through the sky. all the travellers startled with the strange man with a big amount of bombes all around his body , soo my expectations were true.the man treatened to burn the plane if some body moves , the reaction of the travellers was panic, then many of them begged the terriorist , but invain , the anxiety then spreaded on the plane .
when i saw that my life and others life is in the edge , i tried to solve this awkward moment , and the only thing i could notice was the sadness in the face of the terriorist , then i could conclude that the man is suffering from something , and maybe he is in need of somebody who can listen to his problems.
then i dared to ask him about the reason which pushed him to do that . the man startled with my question, then he started to tale his story , he said that it s almost about six months that he lost his wife and his two young sons in a plane crash, then after that fatal accident , he could not bear life without them , he spent all his waking hours mired in alcoholic grief and selfpity, and that change in his fortune made him feel guilty , and put an early end to his life , as he thought.
His story could let a profound impact on every body was in the plane , we all felt tears in our eyes even some of us tried to hide that in their inside , the story was really grief .
when he noticed that we gave him the opportunity of expressing his feelings , i took advantage on that to persuade him , and i said that , it will be better if the law convincs him before his own conscience kills him.
now he is spending the rest of his life in jail , indeed it is among the greatest experiences i have ever spent in my nightmares.
the end
never judge a book from it s title
never judge a man from his look
I am attempting in this hunble work , to talk about one of the problems that we are suffring from in our society.There is no doubt that every body has been a victim of prejudgment especially in the phase of adolescence.
Is anyone who looks more darker likely to be involved in a crime ?Is it true that we can guess people s origines from their look.Is it true that every one who puts on horm rimmed glasses reflects that he is smart?
We can simply answer all these and other prejudgent with"no",but still most of people think the oppose ,because they still judge people from their appearances even they don t know any information about them or even they have not seen them yet .
As i noticed in our environement adults have always a bad image about teenagers , because they think that all the teenagersare uncivilized and unorganized , also charactered with showing out especially in front of girls , also with idiocies.
To react i think that there is teenagers who are more organized than adults and also more wise , from this fact we can conclude that every one has his own way to behave, that is why we have to be shame of any judgment we make.
As a result , prejudment seems to be a danger problem, bcause every prejudge hurts the hearth of the victim , and it kills people s abilities because it holds back them from thier dreams, and makes them feel that some body puts irons in his life and moves , prejudgment also shows them that they are strange and unwanted in the society , then makes them lose their ability to be theirselves , and that will cause various problems because people when they don t find a place in which they can manifest their feelings, that s will lead them to corruption .
This problem has to be solved as soon as possible , because .at least we have to fight to change the ideas and the pictures formed in peoples minds , at least we can simply answer any body who tries teeling us a prejudgement with " probably" , or " what are you doing is unfair " in any way these reactions will let an impact .
Hello Bouhcine,
I enjyed reading your story and I have to say you have the potential of writer. With more readings and practice, you will certainly be one in the future.
You need to pay more attention to punctuation and capitalization. As you will notice, I have rewritten parts of some of your sentences and used different words instead of the ones you originally opted for. This is just to make meaning more accessible to the reader. Another important thing you need to take into consideration is character description. You have to give ample description of your characters using different adjectives. That way, you'll make the reader believe in the people of your story. I suggest you develop your story with providing more details. VERY GOOD WORK!
Dear Sir,
I am writing to tell you how happy I feel, because at least there is somebody who cares about u. and gives us the opportunity of expressing ourselves. I am thanking you again Mr.
This morning as you told us to do, I have read this story in front of my classmates even if I was little bit shy , and you may have noticed that from my voice . Anyway, this is the story.
It was a foggy summer night and as I have read in many stories and watched in many movies, all the bad things happen in foggy nights. It all started with a phone call in which one of my relatives invited me to a trip. I could not refuse his invitation, because boredom was slowly invading my life. So I decided to go.
After an hour and a half, we met in the airport. Then, we got on to the plane. The latter was crowded by travellers from many nationalities and with various characters. But there was a man who particularly attracted all my attention. He was a tall man with a funny haircut. He was dressed in black, the colour of evil as most people think of it. He gave the impression of a criminal. Just from the way he was staring at everybody on the plane, one could tell his was a real one.
After one hour of flying through a cloudless sky, the man stood up and showed a heavy belt of explosives surrounding his waist. The passengers were terrified and some of them immediately fainted. My suspicions were right. The man threatened to burn the plane if somebody moved. The helpless passengers’ reaction was panic. Yet, a grey haired man and a sun-tanned young woman had still some courage left to beg the terrorist to have mercy on them. But, all their attempts were in vain. The anxiety quickly spread through the plane.
When I saw that my life and others lives were on a razor edge , I thought of putting an end to this awkward moment. The only thing I could notice was the sadness quite visible on the face of the terrorist. Then I could conclude that the man was suffering from something. Maybe he was in need of somebody who could listen to his problems.
Then I dared ask him about the reason which pushed him to do put his life and ours in danger. The man was somewhat startled by my question. Quite unexpectedly, he started to tell his story. He said that it was almost about six months that he lost his wife and his two young sons in a plane crash. After that fatal accident, he could not bear life without them. He spent all his waking hours mired in alcoholic grief and self-pity. And that abrupt change in his fortune made him feel guilty and put an early end to his life as he thought.
His story left a profound impact on everybody on the plane. We all felt tears in our eyes and some of us tried to hide that in their inside. It was a saddening story full of grief.
When he noticed that we gave him the opportunity of expressing his feelings , I took advantage on that to persuade him saying that it would be better to have confidence in the law before his own conscience would kill him.
Now, he is spending the rest of his life in jail. Indeed, it is among the greatest experiences I have ever spent in my nightmares.
The end
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