GRAMMAR & VOCABULARY

GRAMMAR & VOCABULARY

   i've applied for a job at the Rich Bank,but it seems they're only taking people who're fluent in English.Of course,i toldthem,Im really very fluent,but from the way they looked at me.i knew they did't beleve me.

   I think I'm going too fast for you.What actually happened was this-I sent an application,without any thought about the qualification as such.I just wanted to work in a bank, because everybody says it's great to get loans and so on.

   Anyway,although i sent the application, i had no hope of being called for an interviwe.Can you beleve it-they actually sent me a letter asking me to come for an interviwe.

   I showed it to my parents-my mother was very proud,but my father laughed and said they must've called every applicant to the interviwe,without sorting out the application.

   I was not going to listen to him-I had already pictured myself as an executive,drinking coffee in an air-conditioned room behind a huge desk.

   May be i should've listened to him.The interviwe was a disaster.to beging with,i did't have the right clothes-I was so desperate,i thought I'll were my school uniform,because that seemed the only proper thing I had

   luckily my friend Rehina,who lives next door said i could borrow any of her clothes I asked for a white blouse because i had read in a magazine that white and gray are the colours people associate with banks.She was surprised and said.Why white?"it's colour of mornning" i daid "No it's the colour banking"and she just shrugged her shoulders.shoulders.should've asked her for another colour-the entire interviwe panel was dressed in bright colours-and i went in white.

   To come back to the interviwe,they asked me about my school etc. which was fine-i answered all the questions.Then they asked me why i wanted to work in a bank,i was stuck-i didn't want to tell them about the money and the loans.While i was wondering what to say,a horrble man on the panel asked me what my English qualifications wre-i said,"O level" and he said that didn't mean a thing.Then,a worse thing happened-they said i had to come for the English Test this weekend-that's tommorrow-i don't know what to do.i hope they don'tgive any grammar questions,I'll fail as soon as i see them,and faint in to the bargain.

          See You Soon,Wish Me luck....

"THANKS TO MY MOTHER.I WAS LUCKY"

"THANKS TO MY MOTHER.I WAS LUCKY"

  Thanks to my mother i was a lucky. i did go to school. What is more, i went to secondary school as well as primary,and even to teacher traning.By the of age 19, i was "something" not only in my own eyes but also but in the eyes of the community.Such was the lack of educated people that even with qualifications,that would seem like ant spittle in other parts of the world, i was held in very high esteem. i was a one eyed giant in the land of the blind.

When at the age of 23,i found my self asingle parebt with three  children,who depended solely on me for their survival, i saw the tremendous advantage that was mine. Many a woman finding herself in a similar situation,would have had no other alternative but to find another man to provide dor her.

I chose to remain single.i decided to raise my three children alone.until the yougest finished high school. Why? i knew that any man marrying a women in her early twenties, would expect to have children with that woman.But i also knew that children are not cement; they do not glue a man to the woman who is the mother of his children.This what that brilliant teacher,bitter expreience,had taught me by this time..

Would i have been in a position to make those choices,had i not had my Teacher's Certificate,humble as it was? Would i have ever been aware that such choices existed,that it was not compulsory to be always attached to a men? i made those choices because i had the means of supporting myself and my children.i knew i would not be confined to menial jobs for the rest of my life.Although i had to work for some time as a domestic laborer,i knew that one day i would go back to teaching.And as soon as i was able to start teaching again,i astrted studying once more,

"MAKE EDUCATION YOUR HUSBAND"

"MAKE EDUCATION YOUR HUSBAND"

  my mother used to say. "He well never tire of you. if i were growing up during these times of yours, my child,i would not brother getting married. i would just make sure i got an education and then work for myself."

Even as a young child.i was aware of the tremendous importance of education."Akaconi"('s/he is blind'),say the Xhosa people of one who cannot read.Mama told me repeatedly that i would be insane not to fit my self with the only means of self-support that i could ever hope for-an education.She believed that just as we teach children to wolk,so we should give them at least primary education.Education is a debt that each genaration owes the next.

DON'T CRY REHINA(BY THUSHARA)

DON'T CRY REHINA(BY THUSHARA)

Jimmy please say you'll wait for me
i'll grow up some day you'll see
Saving all my kisses just for you
Signed with love forever true.

Rehina was a girl who lived next door
I've known her i guess ten years or more 
Rehina wrote me a note one day
And this is what see had to say 

Slowly i read her note once more
Then i went over to the house next door
Her teardrops fell like rain that day
When i told rehina what i had to say

Rhina Rehina please don't cry
you'll forget me by and by
you;re just fifteen i am towenty two
And Rehina i just can'twait for you.

Soon i lest our litlle hometown 
Got,me job and trid to settle down
But these words kept haunting my memory
The words that Rehina said to me

I packed my clothes and caught a plane 
I had to see Rehina,i had to explain
How my heart was filled with her memory
And ask my Rehina if she'd marry me

I ran all the way to the house next door
But things weren't like they were before 
My teardrops fell like rain that day
When i heard what Rehina had to say

Jimmy,Jimmy please don't cry
You'll forget me by and by
It's been five years since you've been gone
Jimmy I'm marred to your best Sachin...

HOW THE ETIOPIAN WOMAN TAMED HER HUSBAND...

       HOW THE ETIOPIAN WOMAN TAMED HER HUSBAND...

    nce there was a woman who was greatly troubled by her husband.He no longer loved her.He neg lected her didn't seem to mind whether she was happy or sad.

So the woman took her troubles to the local herbalist.She told him her story,full of pity for herself and her sad plight.'Can you give me a charm to make him love me again?' she asked anxiously.

The herbalist thought for a moment and replied,' i will help you,but first you must bring me three hairs from the mane of a living lion.These i must have before i ca make a charm for you'.

The woman thanked the herbalist and went away.When she came near her home she sat down on a rock and began to think."how shall ido this thing?" There is a lion who often comes near my vilage,it is true.But he is fierce nad roars fearfully'.Then she thought again and at last she knew what she would do.

And so,early next morning she took a young lamb and to the place where the lion was accutomed to stroll about.she waited anxiously.At last she saw the lion approaching.Now was the time.Quickly she arose and leaving the lamb in the path of the lion,she went home.And so it was that everyday in the morning the woman would rise and take a young lamb to the lion.Soon the lion came to knew the woman,for she was always in the same place at the same time every day with a young and tender lamb.She was indeed akind and attentive woman.

it was not long before the lion begaan to weg his tail each time he saw her and would come close to her and he would let her stroke his head.Each day the woman would stay quietly stroking the lion.gently and lovingly.then one day when she knew that the lion trusted Her she carefully pulled three hairs from his name and happily set out for the herbalist's dwelling.

'See' she said trimphantly as she entered,'here they are and she gave him the three hairs from the lion's mane.

How is it that you have been so clever? asked the herbalist in amazement.

So the woman told him story of how she had patiently succeeded in winning the hairs from the lion.

As smile spread over the face of the herbalist,and leaning forwad,he said;You have tamed the lion,now tame your husband in the same way".

SOLDIER'S WARTIME DIARY COMES HOME AFTER HALF A CENTURY...

   SOLDIER'S WARTIME DIARY COMES HOME AFTER HALF A CENTURY...

     The whole family had gathered from acrossthe country to witness the return of Emon Tochio's diary,lost on the jungle floor,after the battle of kangaw,in 1945.As Tochio's wife Toyoko,82,and his elest son,Akito,57,took afirst look at its yellowed pages;uncles,cousins,and inlawa crowded round wnd wept with delight.

Major Gordon Tollworthy,80 had kept the diary as a curiosity ever since he found it in Burma after the battle.He had served in the 25th Indian Division in the company of the Madras Sappers and Miners.

"It never occurred to me at the time it might belong to someone who was alive,because I was surrounded by dead bodies," he said at his home in East Susses. Six thousand miles away,in the gentle hills of Central Japan.lies the village of ichinomiya.

As i drove to the house where the writer of the diary had once lived,all the family members were waiting.Tochio's widow was at the front of the group." i haven't slept a wink because i was so excited that you were comming." "I'm delighted that i will finaly see the diary my husband told me so much about".

The family was so thrilled by the return of the diary that they now wat to visit Sussex to meet Major Tollworthy.Setting out to find the diary's owner had at first,his name had to be found in the 200 pages of tightly written japanese characters.It turned out to be a name written with a character,which is extremely rate and difficult to pronounce.

Once we had unravelled the name, we worked out where he was from by the post marks on letters,which he had meticulously stuck to the pages.

Miraculously, a call to Directory inquiries revealed an emon Tochio,listed in the village of ichinmia.Another Phone call found that,unfortunately,he had died,but his family was still there and knew that he had lost a diary in the war."i didn't belive it possible that the diary would ever be returned", said Akito :It's like a dream." Emon went off war in 1943 withthe Japanese artillery,and left for Burma.He returned to japan in 1947.after two years as a Prisoner of War.

Emon's 70 year old younger brother,Goro,could not avoud bursting in to tears,as he exolained what a bitter-sweet occasion it was."emon would"ve loved this. He would' ve had a drink and laughed at the wonder of it all." said Goro...

Non-Verbal Communication...

      Non-Verbal Communication...

         All of us communicate non-verbally as well as verbally.if irritated,we may tense our bodies,press our lips together,and gesture with our eyebrows,with a gaze,a glance or stare we can communicate intimacy,submission,or dominance.

Most of us are good at'reading'non-verble cues to understand the emotions in an old silent film. we are especially good at detecting non-verbale threats.in a crowd of faces,a single angry face will"pop out" faster than a single happy one. some of us are more sensitive these cues than others.

Robert Rosenthal and colleagues discovered this by showing hundreds of people brief film clips of portinos of a person's emotionally expressive face or body,some time with a garbled voice added.for example,after a two second scene revealing only the face of an upset woman,the researchers would ask whether the woman was expressing anger or discussing a divorce.Rosenthal and company repoted that some people are much better 'emotion detectors'than others, and that women were better at it than men.

The growing awareness that we communicate through the body's silent language has led to studies of how job appicants and interviewers communicate (or miscommunicate). There has also been a spate of guide books on how to interpret non-verbal signals.Whether negotiating a business deal or selling a product,it pays to be able to"Read"feelings.Fidgeting for example,may reveal anxiety or boredom.Different expressions may convey the same emotions;either a cold stare or the avoidance of eye contact may signify hostility.A given expression can also conbey very different emotions;folded arms,for example,can signify irrtation or relaxation.