What do you mean? Too descriptive?Aerath said:Well on the off chance that he really is taking this seriously - I'd just like to point out to him that I think he goes a bit loose with the thesaurus from time to time.
It was quite a tough call there, Foram. However, I need to stress that I loved the strucutre, language (not the contents itself, I am talking about how you formed your sentences), level of sophistication & complexity especially in regards to vocabulary and several other terms.The upper class and the middle class need something to feel superior to. Not just animals, but something sufficiently human enough to be considerable when feeling superior. As a result of the upper class’s desire to feel superior, the idiots among the working class have been permitted to live, even thrive in modern day society.
I think when your teacher says that students need a bigger vocabulary, you take him/her literally. Same thing applies when teachers say that they expect more complex and 'deeper' essays and creative writing. Sure, some new words can't hurt, however, you're deliberately changing words, just to make yourself sound better than you really are.foram said:What do you mean? Too descriptive?
My teacher told me to do that though. She wanted me to pick words out of the thesaurus. She spent a whole lesson making the class write out bits of the thesaurus.Aerath said:I think when your teacher says that students need a bigger vocabulary, you take him/her literally. Same thing applies when teachers say that they expect more complex and 'deeper' essays and creative writing. Sure, some new words can't hurt, however, you're deliberately changing words, just to make yourself sound better than you really are.
I bet that if someone gave you a vocab test in like two weeks, and you hadn't studied for it - you wouldn't understand the words once again.
Dodgy teacher. Unless you misunderstood what she said or something.foram said:My teacher told me to do that though. She wanted me to pick words out of the thesaurus. She spent a whole lesson making the class write out bits of the thesaurus.
If you're serious, then wow, that's really bad... making lists of big words is a complete waste of time, you'd be better off spending more effort on the actual concepts you're supposed to be grasping...foram said:My teacher told me to do that though. She wanted me to pick words out of the thesaurus. She spent a whole lesson making the class write out bits of the thesaurus.
Yes, lots of people think shes dodgy, but i wasn't sure because i don't really know what makes an english teacher good. I'm very certain she wants people to replace words with words found in thesauruses. She spent a lot of time emphasising that. =/Aerath said:Dodgy teacher. Unless you misunderstood what she said or something.
She was quite straight forward with it though (strange for english teachers who like detours), so i don't think I misunderstood.Aerath said:I think there was more emphasis on the 'you misunderstood what she said' bit.
When did I say women are stupid? Thats outrageous! I'm not prejudice, much. I'm intelligent and charismatic. (or so I think)Sarah182 said:Forum how do you expect to succeed in the workforce when you relate so poorly to other people, you have been in numerous fights from what I've seen on the BOS, you hold some really bad prejudices against people (Women are stupid ect.). You may be smart (or so you think) but that can only get you so far.
People aren’t born CEOs of multimillion dollar companies.
You've got me there. I had forgotten I'd said all that. It wasn't really serious you know.Sarah182 said:You have stated before, "English is for people who are stupid"
And also that the only people who are good are English are women.
I cant be bothered to find the exact quotes cause I'm lazy but you have said that before.
Its obvious you try so hard at English but you fail. FAIL!!foram said:i just did my narrative. It didn't have anything to do with journeys, so i just stuck the work journeys inside a few times.
I'll start of my feature article now.
Anybody help me with editing my narrative? Don't bother plagarizing off me if you want anything above a C.
He sat still. Dark clouds hung overhead like a bleak grey covering, callously smothering any spark of exhilaration. People walked slowly, as if they formed a viscous mixture of grayness moving uniformly towards some unseen end. They lacked any spark of intelligence, moving like herd animals. Most people were stupid, they struggled in school, they struggled in university, they struggled in their careers, and they struggled through life. Stupidity was a plague on society. Hard work could never make up for a lack of genius. Taking another spiteful glance at the people droning pass, he stood up and checked the bus timetable a third time. He was growing ever more impatient, and the late bus was causing greater agitation with every passing moment.
Some droplets of water fell, allowing for a few seconds of warning before a sheet of rain poured down, with the wind ripping at people. An umbrella blew away, fluttering in the wind before being torn into two pieces. People ran towards covering, filling the space up with their useless bodies. They should just die.
Glaring obsessively at his watch, he willed the time to move faster. Each ticking of the second hand felt like another step towards madness, and the never ceasing progress of time drove him inevitably toward the end of his sanity. Already, his homicidal tendencies were symptoms of his incipient madness.
The bus halted to a stop as people flooded before the bus doors. The people moved in one great flow of flesh, the people were only lumps of flesh... nobody seemed very real anymore, they simply exist only to die. Wearily boarding the bus at the end of the queue, he gazed emptily at seated figures. Society was full of fools, all going in the same direction, on seemingly the same journey. The graffiti lined the bus thoroughly, clearly made by the lower class of society who felt a need to be different by being troublesome. Such people, who were already useless, should have died before they caused trouble. Unemployed people living off welfare wasted tax money.
The engine grunted as it began to drive off again, a short journey home. Predictability was comforting to an extent, but repetitive redundancy grows infuriating over an extended period of time. School was just that. He never learnt much at school, the school taught almost nothing, and so he learnt almost nothing. It was stagnating. The only subject where he needed to learn, could not be learnt, and relied on stupidity instead, one of the few areas where he did not excel at, unlike the rest of his school.
The bus stopped and he got off, glad to remove himself from the concentration of inanity. He felt perpetually bored, as if the pointlessness of most of each day had become a great veil shielding him from all happiness. Walking slowly home, he looked at the shabby near broken-down cars, the carriers of failed journeys. Without those which are inferior, there would not be those which are superior. In a way, he was glad for the existence of idiots, because he was only a genius in comparison to them. Every society needed inferior people for the upper class to feel superior to. Therefore, he reasoned, there was no need to kill all the idiots, although the cleansing would be beneficial to society, because the idiots were the thing which made him what he was.
Approaching his house he began to quicken his pace. His clothing was soaked, and it was clinging to his skin, making him even colder. Walking briskly to the door, he pushed the door bell, and waited for it to open, feeling confident with his genius intelligence. Having matured past his desire to kill all the idiots, he felt that there was no need to be upset with society; things were fine for him the way it was.
I know! It makes me very fustrated! :burn:H4rdc0r3 said:Its obvious you try so hard at English but you fail. FAIL!!
LOL Simon.H4rdc0r3 said:Its obvious you try so hard at English but you fail. FAIL!!