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Sunday, September 30, 2012

Writing well is not an easy thing to do...

Writing well is  not an easy thing to do...
I was telling you in my previous posts what had been written in my British Teacher's Book about Essay Writing. Making a brief summary, there are many sort of Essays and Compositions, which should be written in at least 800 words.
In the United States, they call it PAPER, which I certainly agree. Paper is easier to remember.
-Narrative Essay.
-Descriptive Essay.
-The Literary Essay.
-The Reflective Essay: Descriptive-Reflective and Abstract.
-The Argumentative Essay.
-Poetry: An Advanced Literary Essay.
There are many forms and manifestations of Poetry, Classic and Modern ones.
Writing well is not an easy thing to execute, to carry out. I am sure a writer's heart gets frustrated over a blank page, not enlightened by a creative idea, not inspired by the muse of thousands words.
My style is simple, so my goals to reach people's hearts. When I write poetry, I use free style verses. When I write in prose, I use narrative or descriptive compositions. I am a simple person who writes simple things, nothing too complex that my mind won't be able to build up.
In my search to blaze a trail, I evoked my final stanza which I would like my dear family to have it engraved as an EPITAPH over MY GRAVE. It would read:
"In a lifetime, this poet
Wrote thousands words,
Whispered and died dozens Summers,
But enthusiastically returned...
This day might be different.
My turn might be longer and forever.
My time was over and set to be...
Would you remember me?..."
Author: Poet Starry Dawn.
In contrast with my poetic simplicity, I'll share a complex piece of art, one of Shakespeare's Sonnets (14 lines in rhyming iambic pentameters) for you to enjoy reading The Best Poet in The World.
Sonnet 21.
So is it not with me as with that muse,
Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse,
Who Heaven itself for ornament doth use,
And every fair with his fair doth rehearse;
Making a couplement of proud compare
With sun and moon, with earth and sea's rich gems,
With April's first-born flowers, and all things rare
That Heaven's air in this huge rondure hems.
Oh, let me be true in love but truly write,
And then believe me, my love is as fair
As any mother's child, though not so bright
As those gold candles fixed in Heaven's air:
Let them say more that like of hearsay well;
I will not praise that purpose not to sell.
Author: William Shakespeare.
Thank you in advance for reading!!

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Another Passage in My Life...

Another Passage in My Life...
This one is another passage that I had to learn by heart along with over 20 other passages if I wanted to pass the English Examination at College many years ago. It was so hard back then...
I share this nice tale, yet I did not write it.
"It was already late when we set out for the next town, which according to the map was about fifteen miles away on the other side of the hills. There we felt sure that we would find a bed for the night.
Darkness fell soon after we left the village, but luckily we met no one as we drove swiftly along the narrow winding road that led to the hills. As we climbed higher, it became colder and rain began to fall, making it difficult at times to see the road. I asked John, my companion, to drive more slowly.
After we had traveled for about twenty miles, there was still no sign of the town which was marked on the map. We were beginning to get worried. Then, without warning, the car stopped. A quick examination showed that we had run out of gasoline. Although we had little food with us, only a few biscuits and some chocolate, we decided to spend the night in the car.
Our meal was soon over. I tried to go to sleep at once, but John, who was a poor sleeper, got out of the car after a few minutes and went for a walk up the hill. Soon he came running back. From the top of the hill he had seen, in the valley below, the lights of the town we were looking for. We at once unloaded all our luggage and, with a great effort, managed to push the car to the top of the hill. Then we went back for the luggage, loaded the car again and set off down the hill. In less than a quarter of an hour we were in the town, where we found a hotel quite easily."
This is just an example of another passage learned by heart when I studied at the Teacher's Training College many years ago.
You know that I got married and had my baby daughter in New York long ago. Now, my dear daughter is a grown up beautiful woman. She got married and had 3 children in New York,  my grandchildren. You see, many things happened in between these things in a time frame.
One day, I'll be able to tell our story, which involved a great deal of domestic violence, attempted murder, harrassment, cruel abuses, not only physical hurt, but also mental and emotional issues. I have got permanent disabilities from the damage that my daughter's father caused in my lifetime. I had to leave him. So, I left with my American baby overseas.
I was left alone in the world almost homeless, without siblings, without a family. My parents parted into Heaven just too soon. I am a survivor and a victim of domestic violence.
I would love to tell my story in a Novel one day, if that is God's will...
I met many Americans doing the same thing, even English and Australian folks...
I was already an older adult, and the other students were young girls. At that time, I felt that something was missing from me. Something that my parents should have given to me when I was a little child, but they did not...
There is an old saying: "It is easier to build stronger children than to repair broken men."
It is much easier for a child to learn things. Adults got much harder times in learning things. 
Back at College, students had to take many different subjects apart from English Language, English Grammar and Phonetics. The syllabus included, for example, History and Geography of the British Isles and the United States, (Lifetime) History of Britain, History of the United States, Linguistics, Shakespeare and many Literature Courses. Unfortunately, I did not graduate. It was very hard for me. I had to work all day -as an English Instructor without a teaching degree, helping foreign learners of English working in American Companies Overseas, such as Exxon Oil, Gillette, General Electric, etc. The classes were at different hours according to the schedule of the students. Teachers had to wait for them. We did not get paid for the waiting period. We got paid for the teaching time only. It was a low wage and a great effort, especially for my throat. I got laryngitis often. Then, I could not work, so I did not get paid for being sick. There were long hours to make ends meet, to support my daughter as a single parent, since her father was not there for her. Needless to say, it was so very hard for me. My daughter was alone most of the day. She went to a local school, and I came home for a short period of time when I had a break in my private classes as a coach. I went to College in the morning. Then from there, I went to teach my students.
One of my favourite things to do was gathering at home in our family reunion with my beloved ones. My aunts were the sisters of my father. They had been into Music all their lives. They lived a long life. Aunt Neyfer passed away at the age of 96. Auntie Helen went to Heaven at 95. My aunt Helen was a wonderful Concertist Piano Player. She began to learn how to play when she was only 5 years old. My dear auntie played the piano while I sang beautiful songs along with her. My other aunt played the guitar, and we were having lots of fun at home. My daughter and my first granddaughter were watching how we would perform a musical venue in my aunts' family room. I remember those good old days, and I miss them so dearly...
I share some good old photos for you to figure out how old folks could have lots of fun too.
Starry says, "I used to change my hairstyle a little too often looking so differently..."
I make plans to write the Story of My Life one day, if that is God's will...
Do they have special techniques in order to train English Teachers in the United States?
I wonder...
Thank you in advance for reading!!

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Today's Lesson: The Literary Essay.

Today's Lesson: The Literary Essay.
These are just a couple of examples how my bookshelves look like at home. I have got hundreds of books, and of course, I shall take them everywhere I may go, even overseas...
Well, today's lesson is about The Literary Essay which is taken from my old teacher's notebooks.
You should, at this stage, be reading as widely as possible both for general interest and to increase your vocabulary. At the same time, whether you are preparing for an examination or not, it is wise to devote particular attention to a small selection of book as the writing of literary essays presupposes a detailed knowledge of certain texts. You will be reading classics, modern novels, popular stories, fiction tales, plays and non-fiction, and so on.
In order to be able to write literary essays you must know the contents of the books you are studying very well indeed. As it may not always be possible to read a book twice, it is advisable to keep a record of what you read. A well-arranged summary will enable you to revise the contents of a whole book in a matter of minutes.
The best way to keep a record of a book is to make a page by page summary in note form.
This sort of summary tells you all you need to know and the page references enable you to look up any incident in the story which you may have forgotten. When you have finished making out your summary you are ready to begin essay writing.
 The literary essays you will be writing will be narrative and descriptive, but unlike general essays, these will be based entirely on the books you have studied.
You may be required to reproduce in your own words any particular part of the story or to write a brief description of one or more characters.
All the information given in your essay about characters and events should be accurate.
It is not necessary to learn passages by heart in order to be able to quote.
If you are asked to re-tell part of the story in your own words, take great care to relate events in the order in which they occurred.
Questions which require you to give an account of a person's character are, on the whole, more difficult than those which ask you to reproduce a scene.
The characters in a story can be divided into two groups: the people who play a leading role, a leading part (these are called major characters) and those who play a small role, a small part (minor characters).
The best way to write an account of a person's character is to note down abstract qualities which he or she possesses and then to illustrate them by referring to events from the book. The sort of qualities you should look for are: courage, cowardice, generosity, meanness, kindness, cruelty, understanding, initiative, wickedness, stupidity, cunning, etc.
If you are asked to give an account of the part played by a certain person, you should begin with a brief and very general description of his or her character. Then, you should go on to relate the main things the person did, illustrating your answer from your knowledge of the story.
Never attempt to answer a literary question without first making out a PLAN.
An example of a short passage that I had to re-tell by heart -in my old days at College- will follow as a new post tomorrow. You will be able to understand how hard it must have been to learn 20 or more passages by heart without making mistakes. Then, you will PASS the EXAM.
Thank you in advance for reading MY LESSONS!!

Monday, September 24, 2012

Papers, Essays, Compositions.

Papers, Essays, Compositions.
ESSAY: A short piece of writing on a particulat subject done as an educational exercise.
COMPOSITION: The act of composing music, art, poetry, stories, tales, etc. The arrangement of the various parts from which something is made up.
PAPER: An Examination Paper or a piece of writing for specialists used in a particular subject.
A paper is usually much longer than an essay. An essay is usually longer than a composition.
In American English, paper is a general word used in writing exercises and tests at School or College. In British English, each word has got a different meaning.
I used to travel a great deal in my lifetime. Since I've grown older things changed, and I had to slow down indeed.
I studied English overseas. I also went to College overseas many years ago...
That part of the world had a strong British influence back then. So, we studied the British version of English which was a bit different in some ways from the American English. It was certainly harder and confusing for me, because I spoke American English. But, I had to learn it if I wanted to teach. Teaching English to foreign learners overseas was my bread and butter for many years in the past. My dear parents departed to Heaven, and I had no siblings. I was completely on my own, and I had my child to support. My child's father was gone into his own private selfish and corrupted life. I had to run away with my child in order to survive and help my baby. I make plans to write the story of my life, one day in the future, if that is God's will...
There were many types of essay writing when I was learning at the Teacher's Training College, and it was indeed, difficult and confusing for the student.
Not long ago, my online friend told me that her grandson got an assignment to write a paper about "FREEDOM." Well, talking about that from my old school days, I would say that sort of topic would be classified under an ABSTRACT - REFLECTIVE ESSAY.
I shall deal with these issues in another post later on.
Anyway, I would start writing about freedom with a strong introductory line saying the following message to the readers: "Freedom is a virtuous essence or an abstract quality, substantially the common good and the inner nature to all living species."
At times, I like to start writing my composition with striking first lines, which can impress the readers a great deal. So, I often use English Provers.
For example: "True love never grows old."
"To be beloved is above all bargains."
"Actions speak louder than words."
"Don't quarrel with your bread and butter!!"
"All that glitters is not gold."
"The best of friends must part."
"All good things come to an end sooner or later."
When I was attending College, one of the hardest things for me to learn was to recite poems and many passages by heart, needless to say to become fully acquainted with them before they could be properly assimilated in my brain.
The emphasis lie down in the literature analysis of the piece of art, including simile, metaphor, personification of characters, alliteration, onomatopoeia, rhyme, assonance, rhythm and rhymes, metrics, English iambic pentameters, and so on...
One stanza that I may recall from Poet Keats' "Ode to Autumn" says:
"Where are the songs of Spring? Where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, born aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies."
Well, that is enough about that. About my poems, they are really simple ones that could reach people's hearts, which is my final goal.
 Now, I share one stanza that I wrote a while ago -as an example from my old rhyming poem with a message embedded there...
"If I weep in the darkest night,
Would you wipe my tears away?
If I laugh in a broad day light,
Would you laugh with me in the same way?..."
Author: Poet Starry Dawn.

An Example of a Descriptive Essay: Tales Round the Campfire.

An Example of a Descriptive Essay: Tales Round the Campfire.
In descriptive essays, there is no underlying "story" to hold your composition together, so it is necessary to think of a central idea to which everything you describe can be related. Once you have struck on a central idea you immediately have something definite to write about.
In descriptive writing, there is no single event which will keep the reader in suspense as there is in a story. Whether or not your essay will be exciting to read will depend entirely on the interesting details you include. In your first paragraph, you should consider the subject in general and deal with details in the paragraphs that follow. Your description may take the form of a personal impression or may be purely imaginary.
The general outline for descriptive essays should be as follows:
It is absolutely necessary to make out a plan noting a few ideas under each heading. In this way, you will avoid repeating yourself.
In narrative essays, the plan is only a guide and you may depart from it if in the course of writing you think of a more interesting way of dealing with the subject.
Examine carefully the plan below:
Title: "An Outing on Sunday."
Central Idea: A day spent in the city can be quite as interesting as one in the country.
An Example of a Descriptive Essay: "An Outing on Sunday."
"Though I usually go on excursions to the country during the weekend, I had decided to spend the whole Sunday in the city for a change and to visit the central park and public gardens. It was so early when I left home that the streets were deserted. Without the usual crowds and traffic, everything was strangely quiet.
When, at last, I arrived at the park I was surprised to find so many people there. Some were feeding pigeons and others were sitting peacefully at the foot of a tall statue. I went and sat with them so as to get a better view. What amused me most was a little boy who was trying to make pigeons fly up to his shoulder. He was holding some bird-seed in his hand and whenever a pigeon landed on his arm, he laughed so much that he frightened the bird away.
Some time later, I made my way to the public gardens. Here there was an entirely different atmosphere. The sun was now bright and warm, and the air was fillled with laughter.
The pond interested me more than anything else for many people had come to sail model boats. There were little yachts with bright red sails, motor boats and wonderful sailing ships. They moved gracefully across the water carried by the wind while their owners waited for them to reach the other side.
After resting for a time under a tree, I went and joined a number of people who had gathered round a man with a big model of a famous sailing ship called "The Cutty Sark". It was perfectly made and I gazed at it with admiration as its owner placed it in the water where it sailed majestically among the ducks and swans.
At midday, I left the gardens and slowly began walking home. I was not at all sorry for I had not gone to the country for the weekend. There had been much more to see in the city on a Sunday than I could ever have imagined..." (By an Unknown Author.)
"Last year preparations for Christmas began even earlier than usual. The shops had begun displaying Christmas presents almost two months before. As the big day drew nearer, the decorations in the streets and the huge number of people out shopping made our town almost unrecognizable."

Sunday, September 23, 2012

A Day to Remember: True Friendship is Forever.

"A Day to Remember: True Friendship is Forever."
 My dear family and friends may know that today is my birthday. Grandmom can also have a good time, no matter the age. I am going through my second childhood, you see. I truly enjoy speaking with my daughter and 3 grandchildren in New York. They will soon buy a bigger  home, and I am invited to live with them in New York, if I wish to. Well, good news after all!
I have had such a good time with my beloved ones listening to the sort of music I love from my youth, the music from the late 50's and 60's (the good oldies). One of my favourite songs from that time was "Runnaway" by Del Shannon. I just want to let you know how greatful I am for your kind and sincere friendship, either online or a personal one.
Have a blessed time!!
Poet Starry Dawn.

Friday, September 21, 2012

My Writing Exercise: Interesting First and Last Paragraph.

My Writing Exercise: Interesting First and Last Paragraph.

At daybreak, the sailboat left the harbor with eight couples on board, plus the skipper and his sailor, a brown Labrador watchdog. Frank and I were among the crew. We would be going for a sail out the sea on a day journey to a desert island nearby.
Once we got there around noon, we would bring our lunch and have it on the island. Since it was uninhabited, the gorgeous coral reef or atoll with pristine sandy beaches surrounded by the turquoise sea, had nobody there to help if we would need anything.
A rowboat was loaded with the crew to land at the shore. We brought our snacks, tuna fish, peanut butter and cranberry sandwiches with a bottle of water. Frank had his camera ready to record our memorable adventure. He also gathered seashells to display at our studio in New York. At one point, a bottle in the sand aroused Frank's attention. He exclaimed in astonishment: "Baby! I have found a bottle with a message in the sand. Perhaps, it might have been written by one of the pirates in the Caribbean Sea. I shall keep it baby, so that we could read the message after we get back home."
We glanced at the sea and the blue sky above -as we lay down our bodies holding hands- celebrating our engagement on the soft white sand dune. After having a few bites of our snacks, Frank kept busy taking pictures of mother nature while I dreamt on the sand. It seemed as if I had fallen fast asleep when a sudden noise disturbed my peaceful dreams.
A rattlesnake was watching me from the bush behind...
Then, I woke up with pain in my right leg noticing bloody stains there. I felt I had been stung.
I screamed!!...
I had always been infatuated with pristine sandy beaches, coral reefs and paradise islands in the deep blue sea. Hence our day journey on a vessel was indeed, a memorable experience.
We could not wait to read the message in the bottle, so we began to explore a bit farther. We had discovered something amazing after all.
We were all happy and safe back on board again sailing the sea. I took the last glance at the distant desert island, letting a sigh of relief and realizing that it must have been just a dream or rather a nightmare not with blood, but cranberry sauce on my leg.

Example of a Narrative Essay: Tales Round the Campfire.

Example of a Narrative Essay: Tales Round the Campfire.
The big Town Hall clock was striking midnight when Frank began to cross the bridge. The night air was cold and damp. A low mist hung over the river and the street-lamps gave little light.
Frank was anxious to get home and his footsteps rang loudly on the street. When he reached the middle of the bridge he thought he could hear someone approaching behind him. He looked back but could see no one. However, the sound continued and Frank began walking more quickly. Then he slowed down again, ashamed of himself for acting so foolishly. There was nothing to fear in a town as quiet as this.
The short, quick steps grew louder until they seemed very near. Frank found it impossible not to turn round. As he did so, he caught sight of a figure coming towards him.
After reaching the other side of the bridge, Frank stopped and pretended to look down at the water. From the corner of his eye he could now make out the form of a man dressed in a large overcoat. A hat was pulled down over his eyes and very little of his face could be seen.
As the man came near, Frank turned towards him and said something about the weather in an effort to be friendly. The man did not answer but asked gruffly where Oakfield House was. Frank pointed to a big house in the distance and the stranger continued his way.
The inquiry make Frank suspicious because he knew that the inhabitants of Oakfield House were very wealthy. Almost without realizing what he was doing, he began following the stranger quietly. The man was soon outside the house and Frank saw him look up at the window. A light was still on and the man waited until it went out. When about half an hour had passed, Frank saw him climb noiselessly over the wall and heard him drop on to the ground at the other side.
Now Frank's worst suspicions were confirmed. He walked quickly and silently across the street towards a telephone-booth on the corner...
This passage writing example was taken from My Teacher's Book.
Thank you in advance for reading!

Thursday, September 20, 2012

The Narrative Essay. To Prompt Tips of Writing.

The Narrative Essay. To Prompt Tips of Writing.
The Narrative Essay was taken from My Teacher's Book.
Building up your essay. Instructions.
INTEREST. Writing an essay is not simply a matter of getting the required number of words down on paper. You must do all you can to make your essays interesting so that they will hold the reader's attention to the very end. To achieve this is not necessary to go to absurd lengths to be original. All you need is to include incidents and details which are drawn from everyday life or which you have imagined.
The most unpromising subject can be turned into an exciting essay. Let us suppose that you have to write about "A Day at the Seaside." This may seem to you a typically "dull" topic. If all you have to say in the 300 words or so words at your disposal is that you went to the beach, had a swim, had something to eat, and then went home, you will have written a typically dull composition. An essay can be as dull or as interesting as you care to make it. Here are a few details which could be included in this particular topic: the colorful scene on the beach: sun-shades, tents, bathing-costumes, sun or rain, sunbathing, children building sand-castles or looking for shells, games on the beach, people afraid to take the first plunge, people in difficulties in the sea, learning to swim, the pleasure of swimming, diving, water-skiing, coming out of the water, hot sand, sand in your hair, your clothes, people burying themselves in sand, a picnic on the beach, a restaurant, a fun-fair, the journey home, hot, tired, happy, still thinking of the sea, etc. Once you have found something definite to say, your essay will be interesting to read.
PLANNING. When telling a story, it is always best to relate events in the order in which they happened. Your first paragraph should set the scene. The most exciting part of your story should come at the end. In this way you will keep the reader in suspense. Do not spoil your story by "throwing away" the most interesting part of it in the first sentence or paragraph.
The general outline for stories should be as follows:
Before the even.
The event.
After the event.
Before working on your plan try to decide what the main event will be so that you can build your story round it. It is not always necessary to make out a full, detailed plan. But it is wise to note a few ideas under each heading so that you have a fairly clear picture of what you are going to say before you begin writing. Remember that a plan is only a guide. It is always possible to ignore your original scheme if a more interesting way of developing your story suddenly occurs to you after you have begun writing.
"The small party of men came to a halt at the top of the hill at a signal from their leader. They first threw down their rifles, then, unbuckling their heavy ammunition belts, they let them slide to their feet. All the men except the leader dropped wearily to the ground and lay there motionless. The leader was a tall bearded man who wore a curious khaki-colored peak cap. As he stood there, he kept scanning the countryside from left to right throught field-glasses, watching for any sign of movement."
"The tail of the plane was in flames and the pilot knew he would not be able to land safely. There was another burst just behind him. This time he pressed a button, pulled the rip cord and suddenly found himself sailing through space. Soon the parachute billowed out and as he swung in mid-air, he saw his plane crash into the field below where it seemed to explode like a bomb."

Monday, September 17, 2012

How often do we think about this?...

How often do we think about this?...
I think lately that the whole world is going nuts...
In a second, our world can change forever. How often do we think about this?...
Things may seem to be normal, but then boom...
Our entire world may turn upside down in a fraction of a second.
Pray! Cry out to Jesus, and His Name is the only Holy Name you can say over and over...
Pray for the joy of an unselfish giving to others, for much greater will be your reward in Heaven when you make your life the choice of the Lord, not your own selfish choice.
Life without a meaningful purpose is barren indeed.
There won't be a harvest unless you plant good seeds.
God is the source of all that we really are.
Let us pray, if you wish, for those who are still grieving their beloved ones who parted into Eternity.
Dear Lord Jesus, Thank You for revealing God to us in our daily lives, and for showing us the way!
I share this day an amazing Christian Video with my readers. It is called:
"AMAZING GRACE" by HAYLEY WESTENRA with Lyrics. Please, Click in the Link here:
Many Angels are in Heaven now. They are watching over us.
Let us gather together in a Brotherhood of Christians in Action!
Actions speak louder than words, dear friends.
Have a blessed day!

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

A Few Examples of Short Passages.

A Few Examples of Short Passages.
No matter how many ideas it may contain, a sentence must always express a complete thought. There are three types of sentence: simple, compound, and complex.
The simple sentence expresses one idea only. It has one subject and one predicate.
Example: The man (subject) knocked at the door (predicate).
The compound sentence contains more than one idea. In this type of sentence all the ideas expressed have an equal value. Example: The man knocked at the door and waited for an answer.
The complex sentence contains one main idea (called the "main clause") and one or more secondary ideas (called "subordinate clauses"). Example: As soon as he arrived at the house (subordinate clause) the man knocked at the door (main clause).
The words which are used to combine sentences are called "conjunctions."
In NARRATIVE COMPOSITIONS you are required to tell a story or write about an event. Always tell things in the order in which they happened. It is generally preferable to keep to the past tense.
I include an example, a paragraph that follows...
"Follow that Bus!"
"I jumped off the bus before it stopped and began walking down the street. As I had arrived early, I decided to look at the shop windows before going home. The idea made me quite happy, but at the same time I had the unpleasant feeling that I had forgotten something. I stopped in the middle of the street and began searching my pockets. All of a sudden I remembered that I was without my briefcase. I had left it on the bus and it was full of important papers. The thought was enough to make me start running down the street, though, by now, the bus was out of sight..."
In DESCRIPTIVE COMPOSITIONS you are generally required to describe people, objects, or scenes. Your description may take the form of a personal impression or may be purely imaginary. Whatever the case, try to include interesting details.
I include an example, a paragraph that follows...
"Under the Sea."
"The diver could just see a dark mass near the rocks. He swam nearer and after turning on his flashlight, he was able to make out the remains of an old ship. It was covered with mud and shells. Fish swam through a great hole in its side. The diver went through the hole and came to what had once been the engine-room. In the torchlight it looked empty and ghostly. Sea-weeds seemed to grow out of the ship's engines so that they took strange shapes. As he looked round him, the diver found it hard to believe that men had once worked there..."
"The journey two naval officers made some time ago to the very deepest point on the earth makes us realize how much of the world still remains to be explored. The two men went down seven miles to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean inside a small steel ball called a "bathyscaphe" to find out if there are any ocean currents or signs of life. Above the ball there was a special tank full of gasoline which was slowly emptied into the water to make the bathyscaphe heavy enough to complete its journey.
It was necessary to set out early, so that the bathyscaphe would come to the surface in daylight, and so be easily found by the mother ship which would be waiting for it. The divers began preparations at dawn and soon afterwards, when all was ready, the steel ball disappeared under the surface of the water.
The divers felt as if they were going down steps as they passed through warm and cold layers of water. In time, the temperature dropped to freezing-point and the men shivered inside the ball. They kept in touch with the mother ship by telephone describing how they felt. Then, at a depth of 3000 feet, the telephone stopped working and they were quite cut off from the outside world. All went well until some four hours later at 30,000 feet, the men were startled by a loud, cracking noise: even the smallest hole in the ball would have meant instant death. Luckily, though, it was only one of the outer windows that had broken. Soon afterwards, the bathyscaphe touched the soft ocean floor raising a big cloud of "dust" made up of small, dead sea-creatures. Here, powerful lights lit up the dark water and the men were surprised to see fish swimming just above them quite untroubled by the enormous water-pressure. But they did not dare leave the lights on for long, as the heat from them made the water boil. Quite unexpectedly, the telephone began working again and the faint but clear voices of the officers were heard on the mother ship seven miles away. After a stay of thirty minutes the men began their journey up, arriving three hours later, cold and wet through, but none the worse for their experience." (Written by an Unknown Author.)

September 11th in New York, a day that nobody will forget...

September 11th in New York, a day that nobody will forget...

September 11th in New York, a very sad day that nobody will forget.
A day that has changed the world, and opened a new window, a new vision to the world.
God bless America!
God bless the Americans!
Blessings & Prayers,
Poet Starry Dawn.

Monday, September 3, 2012