According to legend, an Ethiopian goatherd found his flock frolicking about after tasting a few coffee cherries, he too took his share and soon enough was acting like his flock. Coffee was just a simple food and beverage for African tribesmen. Now it is found in large quantities worldwide, and very valuable in terms of trade. All countries exporting coffee rely on it as main income. Additionally, many drink it a lot and depend on it for living. In 1979, Brazil encountered frost again, where every tree lost its yield, as a result of no income for three to five years. Brazil had to stop coffee exportation. Afraid of shortage, Importers bought in bulk. There was an increase in cost, so farmers planted more, resulting in falling of price. Other crops were replaced with coffee. Producers and consumers limited production due to markets’ requirement, have a reserve and sell at a reasonable price.
153 words.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
summary - missing Lukas
Lukas family was worried because Lukas is missing.
Anna must go and fetch the men. She knows the footpaths and what to do if encountered by the bigfeet. Malie, Sofie and Elias searched and called out for Lukas until dark. The fog was clearing, so Martiens directed everyone into different areas to search for him. and some of the women to make a big fire in the middle of the Island, so the glow can lead him back home. The next day, they got help from the nearest forester with the constable. The constable came by some problems during the search which made him lose hope and addressed them all saying he doesn't think the child is still alive. They still hoped for days, but by the end of the eighth day it was Martiens who took it upon himself to say what had to be said: That the child can no longer be alive.
Word count-150 words.
Anna must go and fetch the men. She knows the footpaths and what to do if encountered by the bigfeet. Malie, Sofie and Elias searched and called out for Lukas until dark. The fog was clearing, so Martiens directed everyone into different areas to search for him. and some of the women to make a big fire in the middle of the Island, so the glow can lead him back home. The next day, they got help from the nearest forester with the constable. The constable came by some problems during the search which made him lose hope and addressed them all saying he doesn't think the child is still alive. They still hoped for days, but by the end of the eighth day it was Martiens who took it upon himself to say what had to be said: That the child can no longer be alive.
Word count-150 words.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Unforgettable (draft 5)
“Mother! Mother! Come, look at this!” Navina shouted angrily from the front door of the house, while staring at the paper in her hand.
“Oh dear! What happened?” Her mother replied as she immediately left what she was doing.
“I am no longer part of the school’s prefect team, not only me, but all the Tamil students have been replaced by the Sinhalese students” Navina cried out painfully to her mother.
Her mother comforted her, ensured her that greater opportunities lies ahead. Though those words weren’t infective enough, it did calm her down for the time being. . Navina was only fifteen years old, while her brother, Adhi, eighteen years of age. Their parents weren’t at all well to do, they had no education and their tea plantation job wasn’t bringing enough profit for the upkeep of the family. Adhi had done his best to keep his family up and going, and in terms of his academics, he did more than his best, but even with that, it didn’t help much. They were Indian Tamils not Sri- Lankan Tamils, so what difference does it make?
The Tamils had no rights whatsoever in the country. It was always the Sinhalese who had everything. Adhi and his family had no house of their own, the little one they lived in, can’t even be identified as a house. All of these citizenship rights could mostly be achieved by the Sinhalese only. Accompanied with the University admission criteria, neither did it in any way favour the Tamils, when in the past, all students, whether Tamil or Sinhalese, were given admission according to their results/merits. This greatly affected Adhi, as he was not able to take the course he had wanted to take. He was greatly shaken by this, he had worked really hard to get a good grade, but it all came to nothing. He thought about all the time he stayed back in school, went to libraries, just to make sure he he achieve his dream. All of these contributed to the civil war that took place in Sri Lanka.
Together she ran with her brother, she strongly felt the tight grip of Adhi on her. Even though they weren’t sure where they were going, all that Adhi could think of at that moment was to be somewhere safe with his sister. Suddenly, they both heard the terrible blast from the bomb they had luckily escaped from. They both looked at each other and ran even faster.
He carried his sister with the little strength he had left from all the running, as if to tell her, ‘it’s ok Nav, as long as I’m here, you’re surely safe.’ She managed a faint smile, and held on to her brother a little more tightly. Both his parents had died from this endless, horrible war, but they have been lucky enough to escape the death that faced them a moment ago. He shuddered from the thoughts. Finally, they found a suitable hide-out.
The cave entrance was dark and dank, but they had no choice, they thirst for safety more than anything, so they stepped inside reluctantly. The cave had several holes in it, which obviously came from all the gun shots. They had no idea of what could happen next, they just had to wait. While waiting, his eyes drifted to the hole right in front of him. He moved nearer towards it, his sister joined him in curiosity. They both wanted to scream, but they could not, they knew how dangerously they would be endangering their lives.
“That’s Saahan, look Nav!’” he murmured gladly to his sister who was as surprised as he was.
“Yes!” she whispered in astonishment, “it is, it’s Sahaan.” She replied melodiously.
“Poor him, it’s dangerous out there.” Adhi added, sadly shaking his head.
Saahan was Adhi’s neighbour, and also his best friend. They were so close that Adhi couldn’t imagine himself let his one and only best friend roam about like that, when he knew, Saahan like him, wanted safety. The horrified look on Saahan’s face said it all. It was worse than fear and sadly, he was also alone. What happened next was dreadful and sudden. Adhi thought he could save him, but before he could think of a way, he saw how his only best friend went down flat. In short, Sahaan was shot. No one knew where the bullet came from and how it had gotten Sahaan, and only him at that time. They cried all day, complaining about everything going on around them. Now, Adhi and Navina could only wish for safety. They had no guarantee, after seeing the death of their friend.
Recently, the Tamil Tigers (LTTE) was finally defeated with their leader- Prabakran killed in the final phase of the civil war. Now that there’s peace, though many things was lost and definitely can’t be retrieved, hope they make good use of another chance that’s bestowed upon them. Like the famous saying, “When there’s life, there’s hope.”
Word Count- 834.
“Oh dear! What happened?” Her mother replied as she immediately left what she was doing.
“I am no longer part of the school’s prefect team, not only me, but all the Tamil students have been replaced by the Sinhalese students” Navina cried out painfully to her mother.
Her mother comforted her, ensured her that greater opportunities lies ahead. Though those words weren’t infective enough, it did calm her down for the time being. . Navina was only fifteen years old, while her brother, Adhi, eighteen years of age. Their parents weren’t at all well to do, they had no education and their tea plantation job wasn’t bringing enough profit for the upkeep of the family. Adhi had done his best to keep his family up and going, and in terms of his academics, he did more than his best, but even with that, it didn’t help much. They were Indian Tamils not Sri- Lankan Tamils, so what difference does it make?
The Tamils had no rights whatsoever in the country. It was always the Sinhalese who had everything. Adhi and his family had no house of their own, the little one they lived in, can’t even be identified as a house. All of these citizenship rights could mostly be achieved by the Sinhalese only. Accompanied with the University admission criteria, neither did it in any way favour the Tamils, when in the past, all students, whether Tamil or Sinhalese, were given admission according to their results/merits. This greatly affected Adhi, as he was not able to take the course he had wanted to take. He was greatly shaken by this, he had worked really hard to get a good grade, but it all came to nothing. He thought about all the time he stayed back in school, went to libraries, just to make sure he he achieve his dream. All of these contributed to the civil war that took place in Sri Lanka.
Together she ran with her brother, she strongly felt the tight grip of Adhi on her. Even though they weren’t sure where they were going, all that Adhi could think of at that moment was to be somewhere safe with his sister. Suddenly, they both heard the terrible blast from the bomb they had luckily escaped from. They both looked at each other and ran even faster.
He carried his sister with the little strength he had left from all the running, as if to tell her, ‘it’s ok Nav, as long as I’m here, you’re surely safe.’ She managed a faint smile, and held on to her brother a little more tightly. Both his parents had died from this endless, horrible war, but they have been lucky enough to escape the death that faced them a moment ago. He shuddered from the thoughts. Finally, they found a suitable hide-out.
The cave entrance was dark and dank, but they had no choice, they thirst for safety more than anything, so they stepped inside reluctantly. The cave had several holes in it, which obviously came from all the gun shots. They had no idea of what could happen next, they just had to wait. While waiting, his eyes drifted to the hole right in front of him. He moved nearer towards it, his sister joined him in curiosity. They both wanted to scream, but they could not, they knew how dangerously they would be endangering their lives.
“That’s Saahan, look Nav!’” he murmured gladly to his sister who was as surprised as he was.
“Yes!” she whispered in astonishment, “it is, it’s Sahaan.” She replied melodiously.
“Poor him, it’s dangerous out there.” Adhi added, sadly shaking his head.
Saahan was Adhi’s neighbour, and also his best friend. They were so close that Adhi couldn’t imagine himself let his one and only best friend roam about like that, when he knew, Saahan like him, wanted safety. The horrified look on Saahan’s face said it all. It was worse than fear and sadly, he was also alone. What happened next was dreadful and sudden. Adhi thought he could save him, but before he could think of a way, he saw how his only best friend went down flat. In short, Sahaan was shot. No one knew where the bullet came from and how it had gotten Sahaan, and only him at that time. They cried all day, complaining about everything going on around them. Now, Adhi and Navina could only wish for safety. They had no guarantee, after seeing the death of their friend.
Recently, the Tamil Tigers (LTTE) was finally defeated with their leader- Prabakran killed in the final phase of the civil war. Now that there’s peace, though many things was lost and definitely can’t be retrieved, hope they make good use of another chance that’s bestowed upon them. Like the famous saying, “When there’s life, there’s hope.”
Word Count- 834.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Sri lanka essay (unforgettable, draft 4)
“Mother! Mother! Come and look at this!” Navina shouted angrily from the front door of the house, while staring at the paper in her hand.
“Oh dear! What happened?” Her mother replied as she immediately left what she was doing.
“I am no longer part of the school’s prefect team, not only me, but all the Tamil students have been replaced by the Sinhalese students” Navina cried out to her mother.
Her mother tried to comfort her by telling her that there’ll be greater opportunities for her in the future. Though those words weren’t infective enough, but it did calm her down for the time being. . Navina was only fifteen years old, while her brother, Adhi, eighteen years of age. Their parents weren’t at all well to do, they had no education and their “job” didn’t in any way make any difference to their livelihood. Adhi was already doing his best to keep his family up and going, and in terms of his academics, he did more than his best, but even with that, it didn’t help much. They were Indian Tamils not Sri- Lankan Tamils, so what rights do they have?
The Tamils had no rights whatsoever in the country. It was always the Sinhalese who had everything. Was it education? Was it jobs, housing or the rights to vote? All of these citizenship rights could mostly be achieved by the Sinhalese only. Accompanied with the University admission criteria, neither did it in any way favour the Tamils, when in the past, all students, whether Tamil or Sinhalese, were given admission according to their results/merits. This greatly affected Adhi, as he was not able to take the course he had wanted to take. He was greatly shaken by this, he had worked really hard, but he also had his family to worry about. All these didn’t only affect Adhil’s family, it affected all the Tamils. They were riots that led to deaths. There was also Resettlement, in which the Sinhalese peasants were transferred from the densely populated southwestern and central areas to Tamil areas. The Tamils were not happy as the Sinhalese peasants were not the only ones who came to live among them. Buddhist monks and the Sri Lankan Army which compromised mostly Sinhalese also came to occupy their lands. All these finally resulted in the conflict between the Tamils and the Sinhalese.
“Wait, Navina! Don’t move another step! Adhi shouted very quickly.
“Why?” Navina asked curiously.
“Don’t go any further, that, I’m sure is definitely a bomb, we better run, it can blow up anytime, Navina! Run!” Adhi Shouted even louder as he immediately grabbed the hands of his sister, who still was in shock of actually standing barely a stone-throw from a bomb.
As she ran together with her brother, she could feel the tight grip of Adhi on her. They kept running, and even though they weren’t sure where they were going, all that Adhi could think of at that moment was to be somewhere safe with his sister. Suddenly, they both heard the terrible blast from the bomb they had luckily escaped from. They both looked at each other and ran even faster.
“It’s ok Nav, I think we are safe for now” Adhi told his sister, who seemed to want to puke.
She managed a faint smile, nodded, and held on to her brother a little more tightly. Adhi was beaming with joy inside, he tried not to show it, as he thought, this probably wasn’t the right time to be happy, but he couldn’t help it. Both his parents had died from this endless, horrible war. Now, his only family, a moment ago, was incredibly lucky to have escaped death. He shuddered from the thoughts. Finally, they found a suitable hide-out, more like a cave. The cave entrance was dark and dank, but they had no choice, so they stepped inside reluctantly. The cave had several holes in it, which obviously came from all the gun shots. They sat beside each other, both of them terrified of what might happen next. They had no idea, they just had to wait.
Suddenly, and unexpectedly, his eyes drifted to the hole right in front of him. He moved nearer towards it, his sister joined him in curiosity. They both wanted to scream, but they could not, they knew how dangerously they would be endangering their lives.
“That’s Saahan, look Nav!’” he whispered in astonishment to his sister who was as surprised as her brother.
“Yes!” she whispered in astonishment, “it is, it’s Sahaan. She replied sharply.
“Poor him, it’s dangerous out there.” Adhi added, sadly shaking his head.
Saahan was Adhi’s neighbour, and also his best friend. They were so close that Adhi couldn’t imagine himself letting his one and only best friend roam about like that, when he knew, Saahan was also looking for safety. The horrified look on Saahan’s face said it all. It was worse than fear and sadly, he was alone. Adhi looked at his sister in disbelief, staring at her as if to say we have to do something.
While he was thinking, his sister’s voice – which was a sound of some very familiar sign he and Saahan used, when trying to get each other’s attention. The next few minutes, Saahan was inside the cave with them. They were so glad to see each other but were soon crying together after looking around them and seeing how their once peaceful country had become an unbearable place to be.
Recently, the Tamil Tigers (LTTE) was finally defeated with their leader- Prabakran killed in the final phase of the civil war. Now there’s peace, and therefore, hope it lasts.
“Oh dear! What happened?” Her mother replied as she immediately left what she was doing.
“I am no longer part of the school’s prefect team, not only me, but all the Tamil students have been replaced by the Sinhalese students” Navina cried out to her mother.
Her mother tried to comfort her by telling her that there’ll be greater opportunities for her in the future. Though those words weren’t infective enough, but it did calm her down for the time being. . Navina was only fifteen years old, while her brother, Adhi, eighteen years of age. Their parents weren’t at all well to do, they had no education and their “job” didn’t in any way make any difference to their livelihood. Adhi was already doing his best to keep his family up and going, and in terms of his academics, he did more than his best, but even with that, it didn’t help much. They were Indian Tamils not Sri- Lankan Tamils, so what rights do they have?
The Tamils had no rights whatsoever in the country. It was always the Sinhalese who had everything. Was it education? Was it jobs, housing or the rights to vote? All of these citizenship rights could mostly be achieved by the Sinhalese only. Accompanied with the University admission criteria, neither did it in any way favour the Tamils, when in the past, all students, whether Tamil or Sinhalese, were given admission according to their results/merits. This greatly affected Adhi, as he was not able to take the course he had wanted to take. He was greatly shaken by this, he had worked really hard, but he also had his family to worry about. All these didn’t only affect Adhil’s family, it affected all the Tamils. They were riots that led to deaths. There was also Resettlement, in which the Sinhalese peasants were transferred from the densely populated southwestern and central areas to Tamil areas. The Tamils were not happy as the Sinhalese peasants were not the only ones who came to live among them. Buddhist monks and the Sri Lankan Army which compromised mostly Sinhalese also came to occupy their lands. All these finally resulted in the conflict between the Tamils and the Sinhalese.
“Wait, Navina! Don’t move another step! Adhi shouted very quickly.
“Why?” Navina asked curiously.
“Don’t go any further, that, I’m sure is definitely a bomb, we better run, it can blow up anytime, Navina! Run!” Adhi Shouted even louder as he immediately grabbed the hands of his sister, who still was in shock of actually standing barely a stone-throw from a bomb.
As she ran together with her brother, she could feel the tight grip of Adhi on her. They kept running, and even though they weren’t sure where they were going, all that Adhi could think of at that moment was to be somewhere safe with his sister. Suddenly, they both heard the terrible blast from the bomb they had luckily escaped from. They both looked at each other and ran even faster.
“It’s ok Nav, I think we are safe for now” Adhi told his sister, who seemed to want to puke.
She managed a faint smile, nodded, and held on to her brother a little more tightly. Adhi was beaming with joy inside, he tried not to show it, as he thought, this probably wasn’t the right time to be happy, but he couldn’t help it. Both his parents had died from this endless, horrible war. Now, his only family, a moment ago, was incredibly lucky to have escaped death. He shuddered from the thoughts. Finally, they found a suitable hide-out, more like a cave. The cave entrance was dark and dank, but they had no choice, so they stepped inside reluctantly. The cave had several holes in it, which obviously came from all the gun shots. They sat beside each other, both of them terrified of what might happen next. They had no idea, they just had to wait.
Suddenly, and unexpectedly, his eyes drifted to the hole right in front of him. He moved nearer towards it, his sister joined him in curiosity. They both wanted to scream, but they could not, they knew how dangerously they would be endangering their lives.
“That’s Saahan, look Nav!’” he whispered in astonishment to his sister who was as surprised as her brother.
“Yes!” she whispered in astonishment, “it is, it’s Sahaan. She replied sharply.
“Poor him, it’s dangerous out there.” Adhi added, sadly shaking his head.
Saahan was Adhi’s neighbour, and also his best friend. They were so close that Adhi couldn’t imagine himself letting his one and only best friend roam about like that, when he knew, Saahan was also looking for safety. The horrified look on Saahan’s face said it all. It was worse than fear and sadly, he was alone. Adhi looked at his sister in disbelief, staring at her as if to say we have to do something.
While he was thinking, his sister’s voice – which was a sound of some very familiar sign he and Saahan used, when trying to get each other’s attention. The next few minutes, Saahan was inside the cave with them. They were so glad to see each other but were soon crying together after looking around them and seeing how their once peaceful country had become an unbearable place to be.
Recently, the Tamil Tigers (LTTE) was finally defeated with their leader- Prabakran killed in the final phase of the civil war. Now there’s peace, and therefore, hope it lasts.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Draft 3 - Sri lanka essay
“Mother! Mother! Come and look at this!” Navina shouted from the front door of the house, or more likely a hut-house. Navina was only fifteen years old, while her brother, Adhi, eighteen years of age.
“Oh dear, what happened?” Her mother replied as she immediately left what she was doing.
“I am no longer part of the school’s prefect team, not only me, but all the Tamil students have been replaced by the Sinhalese students” Navina cried out to her mother.
“My daughter… don’t worry, greater opportunities lies ahead of you, get those.” Those were the only thing that managed to come out of her mother’s mouth to comfort her.
Their parents weren’t at all well to do, they had no education and their “job” didn’t in any way make any difference to their livelihood. Adhi was already doing his best to keep his family up and going, and in terms of his academics, he did more than his best, but even with that, it didn’t help much. They were Indian Tamils not Sri- Lankan Tamils, so what rights do they have?
The Tamils had no rights whatsoever in the country. It was always the Sinhalese who had everything. Was it education? Was it jobs or housing or the rights to vote? All of these citizenship rights could mostly be achieved by the Sinhalese only. Accompanied with the University admission criteria, neither did it in any way favour the Tamils, when in the past, all students, whether Tamil or Sinhalese, were given admission according to their results/merits. This greatly affected Adhi, as he was not able to take the course he had wanted to take. He was greatly shaken by this, he had worked really hard, but he also had his family to worry about. All these didn’t only affect Adhil’s family, it affected all the Tamils. They were riots that led to deaths. There was also Resettlement, in which the Sinhalese peasants were transferred from the densely populated southwestern and central areas to Tamil areas. The Tamils were not happy as the Sinhalese peasants were not the only ones who came to live among them. Buddhist monks and the Sri Lankan Army which compromised mostly Sinhalese also came to occupy their lands. All these finally resulted in the conflict between the Tamils and the Sinhalese.
“Wait, Navina! Don’t move another step! Adhi shouted very quickly. “Don’t go any further, that, I’m sure is definitely a bomb, we better run, it can blow up anytime, Navina! Run!” Adhi Shouted even louder as he immediately grabbed the hands of his sister, who still was in shock of actually standing barely a stone-throw from a bomb. As she ran together with her brother, she could feel the tight grip of Adhi on her. They kept running, and even though they weren’t sure where they were going, all that Adhi could think of at that moment was to be somewhere safe with his sister. Suddenly, they both heard the terrible blast from the bomb they had luckily escaped from. They both looked at each other and ran even faster.
“It’s ok Nav, I think we are safe for now” Adhi told his sister, who seemed to want to puke.
She managed a faint smile, nodded, and held on to her brother a little more tightly. Adhi was beaming with joy inside, he tried not to show it, as he thought, this probably wasn’t the right time to be happy, but he couldn’t help it. Both his parents had died from this endless, horrible war. Now, his only family, a moment ago, was incredibly lucky to have escaped death. He shuddered from the thoughts. Finally, they found a suitable hide-out, more like a cave. The cave entrance was dark and dank, but they had no choice, so they stepped inside reluctantly. The cave had several holes in it, which obviously came from all the gun shots. They sat beside each other, both of them terrified of what might happen next. They had no idea, they just had to wait.
Suddenly, and unexpectedly, his eyes drifted to the hole right in front of him. He moved nearer towards it, his sister joined him in curiosity. They both wanted to scream, but they could not, they knew how dangerously they would be endangering their lives.
“That’s Saahan, look Nav!’” he whispered in astonishment to his sister who was as surprised as her brother.
Saahan was Adhi’s neighbour, and also his best friend. They were so close that Adhi couldn’t imagine himself letting his one and only best friend roam about like that, when he knew, Saahan was also looking for safety. The horrified look on Saahan’s face said it all. It was worse than fear and sadly, he was alone.
Adhi looked at his sister in disbelief, and whispered, “We have to do something!”
While he was thinking, his sister’s voice – which was a sound of some very familiar sign he and Saahan used, when trying to get each other’s attention. The next few minutes, Saahan was inside the cave with them. They were so glad to see each other but were soon crying together after looking around them and seeing how their once peaceful country had become an unbearable place to be.
Recently, the Tamil Tigers (LTTE) was finally defeated with their leader- Prabakran killed in the final phase of the civil war. Now there’s peace, and therefore, hope it lasts.
Word count: 905
“Oh dear, what happened?” Her mother replied as she immediately left what she was doing.
“I am no longer part of the school’s prefect team, not only me, but all the Tamil students have been replaced by the Sinhalese students” Navina cried out to her mother.
“My daughter… don’t worry, greater opportunities lies ahead of you, get those.” Those were the only thing that managed to come out of her mother’s mouth to comfort her.
Their parents weren’t at all well to do, they had no education and their “job” didn’t in any way make any difference to their livelihood. Adhi was already doing his best to keep his family up and going, and in terms of his academics, he did more than his best, but even with that, it didn’t help much. They were Indian Tamils not Sri- Lankan Tamils, so what rights do they have?
The Tamils had no rights whatsoever in the country. It was always the Sinhalese who had everything. Was it education? Was it jobs or housing or the rights to vote? All of these citizenship rights could mostly be achieved by the Sinhalese only. Accompanied with the University admission criteria, neither did it in any way favour the Tamils, when in the past, all students, whether Tamil or Sinhalese, were given admission according to their results/merits. This greatly affected Adhi, as he was not able to take the course he had wanted to take. He was greatly shaken by this, he had worked really hard, but he also had his family to worry about. All these didn’t only affect Adhil’s family, it affected all the Tamils. They were riots that led to deaths. There was also Resettlement, in which the Sinhalese peasants were transferred from the densely populated southwestern and central areas to Tamil areas. The Tamils were not happy as the Sinhalese peasants were not the only ones who came to live among them. Buddhist monks and the Sri Lankan Army which compromised mostly Sinhalese also came to occupy their lands. All these finally resulted in the conflict between the Tamils and the Sinhalese.
“Wait, Navina! Don’t move another step! Adhi shouted very quickly. “Don’t go any further, that, I’m sure is definitely a bomb, we better run, it can blow up anytime, Navina! Run!” Adhi Shouted even louder as he immediately grabbed the hands of his sister, who still was in shock of actually standing barely a stone-throw from a bomb. As she ran together with her brother, she could feel the tight grip of Adhi on her. They kept running, and even though they weren’t sure where they were going, all that Adhi could think of at that moment was to be somewhere safe with his sister. Suddenly, they both heard the terrible blast from the bomb they had luckily escaped from. They both looked at each other and ran even faster.
“It’s ok Nav, I think we are safe for now” Adhi told his sister, who seemed to want to puke.
She managed a faint smile, nodded, and held on to her brother a little more tightly. Adhi was beaming with joy inside, he tried not to show it, as he thought, this probably wasn’t the right time to be happy, but he couldn’t help it. Both his parents had died from this endless, horrible war. Now, his only family, a moment ago, was incredibly lucky to have escaped death. He shuddered from the thoughts. Finally, they found a suitable hide-out, more like a cave. The cave entrance was dark and dank, but they had no choice, so they stepped inside reluctantly. The cave had several holes in it, which obviously came from all the gun shots. They sat beside each other, both of them terrified of what might happen next. They had no idea, they just had to wait.
Suddenly, and unexpectedly, his eyes drifted to the hole right in front of him. He moved nearer towards it, his sister joined him in curiosity. They both wanted to scream, but they could not, they knew how dangerously they would be endangering their lives.
“That’s Saahan, look Nav!’” he whispered in astonishment to his sister who was as surprised as her brother.
Saahan was Adhi’s neighbour, and also his best friend. They were so close that Adhi couldn’t imagine himself letting his one and only best friend roam about like that, when he knew, Saahan was also looking for safety. The horrified look on Saahan’s face said it all. It was worse than fear and sadly, he was alone.
Adhi looked at his sister in disbelief, and whispered, “We have to do something!”
While he was thinking, his sister’s voice – which was a sound of some very familiar sign he and Saahan used, when trying to get each other’s attention. The next few minutes, Saahan was inside the cave with them. They were so glad to see each other but were soon crying together after looking around them and seeing how their once peaceful country had become an unbearable place to be.
Recently, the Tamil Tigers (LTTE) was finally defeated with their leader- Prabakran killed in the final phase of the civil war. Now there’s peace, and therefore, hope it lasts.
Word count: 905
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Sri lanka( Unforgettable, Draft 2)
“Mother, I’m back, and I’m seriously starving!” Navina shouted from the front door of the house, or more likely a hut-house. Navina was only ten years old, while her brother, Adhi, eighteen years of age.
“Oh dear, welcome back. Your food will be with you soon, get to your room and wash up ok.” Their parents weren’t at all well to do, they had no education and their “job” didn’t in any way make any difference to their livelihood. Adhi was already doing his best to keep his family up and going, and in terms of his academics, he did more than his best, but even with that, it didn’t help an inch. They were Indian Tamils not Sri- Lankan Tamils, so what rights do they have? Nothing!
The Tamils had no rights whatsoever in the country. It was always the Sinhalese who had everything. Was it education? Was it jobs or housing or the rights to vote? All of these citizenship rights could mostly be achieved by the Sinhalese only. Accompanied with the University admission criteria, neither did it in any way favour the Tamils, when in the past, all students, whether Tamil or Sinhalese, were given admission according to their results/merits. This greatly affected Adhi, as he was not able to take the course he had wanted to take. He was greatly shaken by this, he had worked really hard, but he also had his family to worry about. All these didn’t only affect Adhil’s family, it affected all the Tamils. They were riots that led to deaths. There was also Resettlement, in which the Sinhalese peasants were transferred from the densely populated southwestern and central areas to Tamil areas. The Tamils were not happy as the Sinhalese peasants were not the only ones who came to live among them. Buddhist monks and the Sri Lankan Army which compromised mostly Sinhalese also came to occupy their lands. All these finally resulted in the conflict between the Tamils and the Sinhalese.
“Wait, Navina! Don’t move another step! Adhi shouted very quickly. “Don’t go any further, that, I’m sure is definitely a bomb, we better run, it can blow up anytime, Navina! Run!” Adhi Shouted even louder as he immediately grabbed the hands of his sister, who still was in shock of actually standing barely a stone-throw from a bomb. As she ran together with her brother, she could feel the tight grip of Adhi on her. They kept running, and even though they weren’t sure where they were going, all that Adhi could think of at that moment was to be somewhere safe with his sister. Suddenly, they both heard the terrible blast from the bomb they had luckily escaped from. They both looked at each other and ran even faster.
“It’s ok Nav, I think we are safe for now” Adhi told his sister, who seemed to want to puke. She managed a faint smile, nodded, and held on to her brother a little more tightly. Adhi was beaming with joy inside, he tried not to show it, as he thought, this probably wasn’t the right time to be happy, but he couldn’t help it. Both his parents had died from this endless, horrible war. Now, his only family, a moment ago, was incredibly lucky to have escaped death. He shuddered from the thoughts. Finally, they found a suitable hide-out, more like a cave. The cave entrance was dark and dank, but they had no choice, so they stepped inside reluctantly. The cave had several holes in it, which obviously came from all the gun shots. They sat beside each other, both of them terrified of what might happen next. They had no idea, they just had to wait.
Suddenly, and unexpectedly, his eyes drifted to the hole right in front of him. He moved nearer towards it, his sister joined him in curiosity. They both wanted to scream, but they could not, they knew how dangerously they would be endangering their lives. “That’s Saahan, look Nav!’” he whispered in astonishment to his sister who was as surprised as her brother. Saahan was Adhi’s neighbour, and also his best friend. They were so close that Adhi couldn’t imagine himself letting his one and only best friend roam about like that, when he knew, Saahan was also looking for safety. The horrified look on Saahan’s face said it all. It was worse than fear and sadly, he was alone. Adhi looked at his sister in disbelief, and whispered, “We have to do something!” While he was thinking, his sister’s voice – which was a sound of some very familiar sign he and Saahan used, when trying to get each other’s attention. The next few minutes, Saahan was inside the cave with them. They were so glad to see each other but were soon crying together after looking around them and seeing how their once peaceful country had become an unbearable place to be.
Recently, the Tamil Tigers (LTTE) was finally defeated, with their leader- Prabakran killed in the final phase of the civil war. Now, there’s peace. But, will this peace that has begun tarry or vanish anytime soon?
Word count: 859
Monday, July 13, 2009
Sri Lanka essay (:
Name: Elizabeth Ekundayo
Class: Integrity 3
Topic:
“Mother, I’m back, and I’m seriously starving!” Navina shouted from the front door of the house, or more likely a hut-house. Navina was only ten years old, while her brother, Adhi, eighteen years of age.
“Oh dear, welcome back. Your food will be with you soon, get to your room and wash up ok.”
Their parents weren’t at all well to do, they had no education and their “job” didn’t in any way make any difference to their livelihood. Adhi was already doing his best to keep his family up and going, and in terms of his academics, he did more than his best, but even with that, it didn’t help an inch. They were Indian Tamils not Sri- Lankan Tamils, so what rights do they have? Nothing.
The Tamils had no rights whatsoever in the country. Nothing to make them feel belonged. It was always the Sinhalese who had everything. Was it education? Was it jobs or housing or the rights to vote? All of these citizenship rights could mostly be achieved by the Sinhalese only. Accompanied with the University admission criteria, they didn’t favour the Tamils in any way, not like in the past, when all students, whether Tamil or Sinhalese, were given admission according to their results/merits. This greatly affected Adhi. He was not able to take the course he had wanted to take, as he had to score higher merits than the Sinhalese to be able to take that particular course. He was greatly shaken by this, he had worked really hard, but he also had his family to worry about. All these didn’t only affect Adhil’s family, it affected all the Tamils. They were riots that led to deaths. Also, under a policy known ‘Resettlement’ the Sinhalese peasants were transferred from the densely populated southwestern and central areas to Tamil areas. The Tamils were not happy as the Sinhalese peasants were not the only ones who came to live among them. Buddhist monks and the Sri Lankan Army which compromised mostly Sinhalese also came to occupy their lands. All these finally resulted in the conflict between the Tamils and the Sinhalese.
“Wait, Navina! Don’t move another step! Adhi shouted very quickly.
“Don’t go any further, that, I’m sure is definitely a bomb, we better run, it can blow up anytime, Navina! Run!” Adhi Shouted even louder as he immediately grabbed the hands of his sister, who still was in shock of actually standing barely a stone-throw from a bomb.
As she ran together with her brother, she could feel the tight grip of Adhi on her. They kept running, and even though they weren’t sure where they were going, all that Adhi could think of at that moment was to be somewhere safe with his sister. Suddenly, they both heard the terrible blast from the bomb they had luckily escaped from. They both looked at each other and ran even faster.
“It’s ok Nav, I think we are safe for now” Adhi told his sister, who seemed to want to puke.
She managed a faint smile, and held on to her brother a little more tightly. Adhi was beaming with joy inside, he tried not to show it, as he thought, this probably wasn’t the right time to be happy, but he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t let the only person he has as a family be out of his life again. Not again, he thought. Both his parents had died from this endless, horrible war. Now, his only family, a moment ago, was incredibly lucky to have escaped death. He shuddered from the thoughts.
Finally, they found a suitable hide-out, more like a cave, Adhi thought. The cave entrance was dark and dank, but they had no choice, so they stepped inside reluctantly. The cave-like hide-out had several holes in it, which obviously came from all the shootings. After a while, they were tired of wandering around the cave, so they decided to sit beside each other, both of them terrified of what might happen next. They had no idea, they just had to wait.
“What a life!” murmured Adhi.
Suddenly, and unexpectedly, his eyes drifted to the hole right in front of him. He moved nearer towards it, his sister joined him in curiosity. They both wanted to scream, but they could not, they knew how dangerously they would be endangering their lives.
“That’s Saahan, look Nav!’” he whispered in astonishment to his sister who was as surprised as her brother.
Saahan was Adhi’s neighbour, and also his best friend. They were so close that Adhi couldn’t imagine himself letting his one and only best friend roam about like that, when he knew, Saahan was also looking for safety. The horrified look on Saahan’s face said it all. It was worse than fear. Nobody with him. Just him alone. Adhi looked at his sister in disbelief, and whispered, “We have to do something!” While he was thinking, his sister’s voice – which was a sound of some very familiar sign he and Saahan used, when trying to get each other’s attention. The next few minutes, Saahan was inside the cave with them. They were so glad to see each other but were soon crying together after looking around them and seeing how their once peaceful country had become an unbearable place to be.
Word count: 898
Monday, April 20, 2009
Katrina Hurricane summary
Katrina Hurricane damaged the
The vegetation along water sources have literally disappeared and the leftovers have become unhealthy. Katrina also took a devastating toll on the local sea harvests.
Two-thirds of
Floodwater in the city became contaminated through household chemicals; petroleum; disturbed underground gas pipes and oil tanks, human corpses and dead pets. Which in return, placing dredged material for a platform for the plants to grow on.
The Louisiana Coastal Area Ecosystem Restoration Plan is also planning to rebuild barrier islands and replant lost marsh grass.
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Tuesday, March 31, 2009
English Summary
Today Janina Pietrasiak and Maria Lopuszanska live like sisters. They meet daily and help each other out. Maria lives in a tiny room in a nursing home, and both live alone and are not affluent. Janina lives alone in a modest apartment.
Maria’s parents were anti-Nazi underground activists and they sheltered Janina and her mother.
The young Janina clung desperately to her new family, and was baptized to fit in with them and increase her chances of survival under the Nazis. She gave up the chance to live with an uncle in the United States. During the Warsaw Uprising, the girls had to fend for themselves. Janina lost both parents and only sister, and still feels the pain to this day. Both Maria and Janina suffered from cancer. Janina is separated and Maria is a widow. Janina contacted the Yad Vashem Holocaust museum in Jerusalem to recognize Maria and her parents for saving her during WWI. Thus, Maria’s financial status was improved.
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Maria’s parents were anti-Nazi underground activists and they sheltered Janina and her mother.
The young Janina clung desperately to her new family, and was baptized to fit in with them and increase her chances of survival under the Nazis. She gave up the chance to live with an uncle in the United States. During the Warsaw Uprising, the girls had to fend for themselves. Janina lost both parents and only sister, and still feels the pain to this day. Both Maria and Janina suffered from cancer. Janina is separated and Maria is a widow. Janina contacted the Yad Vashem Holocaust museum in Jerusalem to recognize Maria and her parents for saving her during WWI. Thus, Maria’s financial status was improved.
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Sunday, March 22, 2009
Discussion on Career of choice
Journalism is my choice of career because I love to share the latest news, talk about things in a way that people will want to find out more. Secondly, I love writing a lot; it is one of the things that complete me. Be it fashion, entertainment, or whatsoever. As long as it is interesting and can attract audience's attention. Entertainment/media journalist will be my choice if i have the opportunity to choose, as there's tense competition in the "journalism world". Thus, some
journalists don't have a choice but to take whatever that is available. However, in my point of view, I think being a journalist is neither easy nor hard.
Every career has its advantages and disadvantages. In every job, no matter how easy it is, there will always be a time when there will be problems faced, and those problems are only there to perfect us. When journalism is chosen as a career, society tends to have a stereotypical image of a group of photographers chasing celebrities. If not, then an image of an anonymous person writing biased comments about current affairs, trying to manipulate the truth. However, their real work earns them every cent they deserve. The work of journalism, on the hand, consists of interviewing and attending events in all conditions in order to gather news and information for public interest. This is followed by further research into the background information then assessing suitability of reports and articles for public. The process is much more difficult than expected, especially with the requirement of interpreting news at the same time commenting on public's behalf within an established style and format. The qualities and skills required mainly evolve around their general knowledge and English skills. All journalists must be able to write clear, concise, objective, accurate material in a limited time and must have good communication skills to gather news from sources. It also requires the ability to work under pressure and in long, irregular hours under any weather conditions.
A journalist has the advantages of meeting different type of people, most especially influential people, they are also in the vantage position to know fresh news before it becomes public; they also have the opportunity of travelling to different kinds of places in the world. The only disadvantages that I recognize are the low income majority of the journalists with little exposure earned and the risks taken to be at dangerous places when covering an incident.
I am not an adventure person, but I am very inquisitive about things that interest people.
Therefore, I am sure that my choice of career will suit me, as I have made up my mind to be dedicated to whatever I choose to become in future.
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References:
(http://www.123helpme.com/preview.asp?id=73173)
journalists don't have a choice but to take whatever that is available. However, in my point of view, I think being a journalist is neither easy nor hard.
Every career has its advantages and disadvantages. In every job, no matter how easy it is, there will always be a time when there will be problems faced, and those problems are only there to perfect us. When journalism is chosen as a career, society tends to have a stereotypical image of a group of photographers chasing celebrities. If not, then an image of an anonymous person writing biased comments about current affairs, trying to manipulate the truth. However, their real work earns them every cent they deserve. The work of journalism, on the hand, consists of interviewing and attending events in all conditions in order to gather news and information for public interest. This is followed by further research into the background information then assessing suitability of reports and articles for public. The process is much more difficult than expected, especially with the requirement of interpreting news at the same time commenting on public's behalf within an established style and format. The qualities and skills required mainly evolve around their general knowledge and English skills. All journalists must be able to write clear, concise, objective, accurate material in a limited time and must have good communication skills to gather news from sources. It also requires the ability to work under pressure and in long, irregular hours under any weather conditions.
A journalist has the advantages of meeting different type of people, most especially influential people, they are also in the vantage position to know fresh news before it becomes public; they also have the opportunity of travelling to different kinds of places in the world. The only disadvantages that I recognize are the low income majority of the journalists with little exposure earned and the risks taken to be at dangerous places when covering an incident.
I am not an adventure person, but I am very inquisitive about things that interest people.
Therefore, I am sure that my choice of career will suit me, as I have made up my mind to be dedicated to whatever I choose to become in future.
{452 words}
References:
(http://www.123helpme.com/preview.asp?id=73173)
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Information about the career of choice.
A journalist may:
attend press launches, courts, council meetings and other events
interview people by phone or in person
respond to tip-offs, calls and news releases
record notes in shorthand or on tape and write stories up on computer.
Besides the pressures of working to deadline and getting stories out ahead of the competition, journalists must keep their stories balanced, fair and lawful.
A journalist must have:
an enquiring mind
excellent written English and a concise writing style
the ability to win the confidence of all kinds of people
high standards of accuracy
the ability to produce good work under pressure
a thick skin, to handle rejection
persistence and stamina
quick understanding - journalists often have to write with authority on unfamiliar subjects
a knowledge of the law as it affects journalism.
In the UK, new journalists in a local news organisation may start on around £12,000 per year.
With experience, senior reporters can earn around £22,000 per year.
The top journalists in national news operations can earn £80,000 or more per year.
It is important to have:
a passion for current affairs
an appreciation of the way news is presented by different outlets
wide interests, which might lead to work in a specialist field.
The main employers are:
local and national newspaper groups
broadcast news organisations
news agencies, which supply news to other outlets
magazines - more than 9,000 titles are currently published
online news outlets - either independent, or linked to traditional print or broadcast operations.
Training is carried out on the job.
Trainees are normally taken on by a newspaper or magazine for a two-year contract, with a probationary period of three to six months. Trainees without a pre-entry qualification may be expected study on day release for NCTJ exams, including shorthand and law.
Some big news groups, including the BBC, Trinity Mirror and Johnston Press, run in-house training schemes. Some national newspapers also have schemes. Competition for places is fierce.
A variety of training providers, including the National Union of Journalists (NUJ), offer short courses to help journalists learn new skills and adapt to changing technologies. Newspaper editors, who control the editorial operation and act as the public face of the newspaper in a community, are usually journalists who have gained wide experience. Therefore it is possible to move from print journalism to TV and radio news.
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references:
(http://www.creativepool.co.uk/content.php?url=employee/journalist-job-description.php)
attend press launches, courts, council meetings and other events
interview people by phone or in person
respond to tip-offs, calls and news releases
record notes in shorthand or on tape and write stories up on computer.
Besides the pressures of working to deadline and getting stories out ahead of the competition, journalists must keep their stories balanced, fair and lawful.
A journalist must have:
an enquiring mind
excellent written English and a concise writing style
the ability to win the confidence of all kinds of people
high standards of accuracy
the ability to produce good work under pressure
a thick skin, to handle rejection
persistence and stamina
quick understanding - journalists often have to write with authority on unfamiliar subjects
a knowledge of the law as it affects journalism.
In the UK, new journalists in a local news organisation may start on around £12,000 per year.
With experience, senior reporters can earn around £22,000 per year.
The top journalists in national news operations can earn £80,000 or more per year.
It is important to have:
a passion for current affairs
an appreciation of the way news is presented by different outlets
wide interests, which might lead to work in a specialist field.
The main employers are:
local and national newspaper groups
broadcast news organisations
news agencies, which supply news to other outlets
magazines - more than 9,000 titles are currently published
online news outlets - either independent, or linked to traditional print or broadcast operations.
Training is carried out on the job.
Trainees are normally taken on by a newspaper or magazine for a two-year contract, with a probationary period of three to six months. Trainees without a pre-entry qualification may be expected study on day release for NCTJ exams, including shorthand and law.
Some big news groups, including the BBC, Trinity Mirror and Johnston Press, run in-house training schemes. Some national newspapers also have schemes. Competition for places is fierce.
A variety of training providers, including the National Union of Journalists (NUJ), offer short courses to help journalists learn new skills and adapt to changing technologies. Newspaper editors, who control the editorial operation and act as the public face of the newspaper in a community, are usually journalists who have gained wide experience. Therefore it is possible to move from print journalism to TV and radio news.
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references:
(http://www.creativepool.co.uk/content.php?url=employee/journalist-job-description.php)
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
About me .
I'm Elizabeth , but i kind of prefered to be called Eliz or Lizzie . Whichever of the two.
my hobbies - I love dancing (very much anything and i can do it anywhere.), singing, photography, reading novels (mainly teens or anything that doesn't bore me), etc .
I like people listening to me when i talk (a lot), i debate a lot (especially when i know i'm right), i like talking, but only when it comes to interesting stuffs like; music, novels, making dance steps, fashion and so many more. And that's why i would like to be a journalist when it's time to choose my career. I can be quite annoying sometimes, for example if you ask me to dare you , i won't hesitate. I speak my mind when i feel like it, but i try not to hurt others with my words though. And i can be a busybody sometimes, if i have to, to speak my mind.
My dislikes are not much, just mainly, don't hurt others with your words in front of me, i might talk even though it's none of my business. Secondy, I dislike people who disturb me purposely with no intention of joking but just trying to annoy me, or don't take me serious when i am serious.
I really detest people who stare at me for no reason, especially when the stare gives a bad impression of me. Sometimes i shout at some of them to stope the stare when i can't take it anymore, and i do it anytime and anywhere i feel like. There are a lot more of my dislikes, but not all i feel comfortable writing here, so i shall stop here.
When i am at home, i try to study, but when i can't concentrate, i just listen to music and well ..... dance in my room. I read novels at home too, to increase my english writing. I cook at home, as i'm the eldest at home now, and i've got younger siblings. So.... great responsibilities i guess.
School-life is amazing at the moment. i've got almost the best classmates ever. i like some of my subjects, but english, literature, history and social studies are my most favourite subjects. And i'm not good at all of them though.
I can't bring myself to miss a day at school, even when i have to i make sure i still go to school that day.
I think i have written enough, so therefore; it ends here.
Thans for reading .
Enjoy
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my hobbies - I love dancing (very much anything and i can do it anywhere.), singing, photography, reading novels (mainly teens or anything that doesn't bore me), etc .
I like people listening to me when i talk (a lot), i debate a lot (especially when i know i'm right), i like talking, but only when it comes to interesting stuffs like; music, novels, making dance steps, fashion and so many more. And that's why i would like to be a journalist when it's time to choose my career. I can be quite annoying sometimes, for example if you ask me to dare you , i won't hesitate. I speak my mind when i feel like it, but i try not to hurt others with my words though. And i can be a busybody sometimes, if i have to, to speak my mind.
My dislikes are not much, just mainly, don't hurt others with your words in front of me, i might talk even though it's none of my business. Secondy, I dislike people who disturb me purposely with no intention of joking but just trying to annoy me, or don't take me serious when i am serious.
I really detest people who stare at me for no reason, especially when the stare gives a bad impression of me. Sometimes i shout at some of them to stope the stare when i can't take it anymore, and i do it anytime and anywhere i feel like. There are a lot more of my dislikes, but not all i feel comfortable writing here, so i shall stop here.
When i am at home, i try to study, but when i can't concentrate, i just listen to music and well ..... dance in my room. I read novels at home too, to increase my english writing. I cook at home, as i'm the eldest at home now, and i've got younger siblings. So.... great responsibilities i guess.
School-life is amazing at the moment. i've got almost the best classmates ever. i like some of my subjects, but english, literature, history and social studies are my most favourite subjects. And i'm not good at all of them though.
I can't bring myself to miss a day at school, even when i have to i make sure i still go to school that day.
I think i have written enough, so therefore; it ends here.
Thans for reading .
Enjoy
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