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= Our Stories =

Write your stories here:
= Here are some questions to start a story ... = 1. What was your favourite toy ? 2. What was your greatest physical challenge in life ? 3. Who has been kindest to you ? 4. WHat is your earliest memory ? 5. What is the most beautiful place in the world ?

- Keen, January 21, 2011

**Assignment #1: My Story - Real Life Stories (resource 2012 ProLingua Associates page 127)**
Everybody has a good story. It may be an event that was so special that it would be always remembered. It may be something that happened in one's childhood teenage years, or adulthood. It may be humorous, serious, or dramatic, but it is something a person will always remember.

Please write about it, and then share it with the rest of the class. Whatever the event, a story needs to tell what happened, where, when, and who was there. And finally, it should tell what impact it had on you, the writer. But first, please introduce yourself to the class.

I was born in __.__ __I am one of__ ___ children in my family.__ __My childhood was spent in__ ___.__ __As a child, I loved to__ ___.__ __After high school, I studied at__ ___.__ __In my country, I worked as a__ ___.__ __I came to Canada because__ ___.__ __My favourite things to do are:__ ___.__ __My plans for the future are to__ ___.__

__The story I would like to share with you happened when I was__ ___ years old.__

__- Kamikaze 13/12/05__

My name is Eager. I was born in Cuba. I am one of two children in my family. My childhood was spent in Banes in the Holguin province in Cuba. As a child, I loved to play with my neighbors. After high school, I studied at the university. In my country, I worked in housekeeping at a resort. I came to America because I married a Canadian. My favorite things to do are listening to music and watching dramas or romantic movies. My plans for the future are to find a good job, or study to become a hair dresser.

The story I would like to share with you happened when I was 19 years old. My oldest and only brother was always with me. Since I was little he liked to take me everywhere he went. I loved that. While I was growing up he took me everywhere with his friends. Sometimes I was the only girl in the boy’s group. He was happy to share his time with me always. I was proud of my big brother. He taught me everything. How can I do this, how can I do that. But one day he met a British woman, so he married her and decided to move to England. That happened when I was 19 years old. From that day I didn’t see my brother again. He’s actually living there. He has a problem with his paper, so for that reason he can’t come back again. It's 12 years already that I didn’t see my beautiful and lovely brother. I miss him so much. I hope one day we can be together again.

Eager, December 6, 2013.

My life has change ever since I arrived to Canada. Nothing was like I expected it to be. I am a person who likes to communicate, and English was the first thing I had to cope with. For me it was so stressful, I wanted to introduce myself but I had to keep myself bye silent because I did not talk English. But I never gave up; I went to the school for one year. Even if my English wasn’t perfect I always talked and introduce myself. Asking questions and getting involved in some activities helped me. I always kept on my mind I came to this country because I want to have the opportunity of growing up by my self. Every single day is a challenge with my English that I have to cope with. Romantic, May 23, 2013


 * How did you cope with your problem?**
 * When I came to Canada, I had to cope with homesickness and English. I lot of missed my father. Because he has been alone at home. I was very sad. I took call to my father every day. Every day stay on touch my hart remind about my come country life still now. That is very experience to me. Next I have to cope with English. I went to LINC Class, but I couldn’t understand before. Because speak was very fast. I had bad experience, when I went to my fast job in Canada, I couldn’t talk more just hi, how are you only. I felt shy. I thought I will learn English. I hope improve very soon. Now I better then before. But I have to cope with English.**
 * Jazzy**
 * May 23, 2013**

=How did you cope with your problem?= ==When I came to Canada, I had to cope with homesickness and language problem. After the initial excitement of been in a new country, I started to miss my home, family and friends. That is human nature we always long for the familiar. You have to adjust to been in a strange and new environment. Here are some ways that I adopt to cope with home sickness include keeping in touch with friends and family back home. The internet and mobile phones have now made it easy, free and cheap with loved ones. I send email regularly and call my family and friends back home. Stay in touch will remind you that you always have people who love and care about you. I also got admission to linc classes to learn English language. There I have made new friends and now I can communicate with different people. Now I am busy and don’t miss my home and family anymore.==

My childhood was very difficult, I was shine and afraid of all things and peoples, cause my father was very strict. I couldn't play with my favorite toys; "DOLLS" and my brothers too, because I was the only girl at home, I was also afraid to make friends. E veryday you #|suppose to take your book read and studies every time, my brothers and I were like soldiers. When I had vacation, I finally had some time to play with my toys, but my little brother was very wicked and jealous about me because my mother always both an other one doll for me every time he braked them, he throws even my sandals. Every month I had a new sandals, you see ? I was very lucky. ** Nice **  ** Friday ** // **, ** //// ** April 26, 2013 ** //
 * MY FAVORITE TOY... **

I will always remember that day. When I was sixteen years old. One day when I read a magazine. I saw on one of the pages a beautiful photo of two beautiful eyes. Under the photo was a statement about surgery that can make your eyes became charming. I was so excited. I ran to my father and said I wanted to do the surgery to make my eyes bigger, because I had a single fold eyelid. I wanted my eyes to be double fold eyelids. My father touched my head and told me he read a few stores in the magazine too and talked about the people who went and did the surgery for their eyes. The surgery failed. I was so young, he didn’t want me to regret it if something happen after I did the surgery. A single fold eyelid also looks beautiful too and he told me he loved me. He would do everything to protest me. I felt so disappointed when I heard that, but now I can understand why my father wouldn’t give me permission. If I were him I will make the same decision. Shimmery Thursday, 30 August, 2012

I remember when I was a child, I used to be a good and an obedient child. I never demanded anything from my parents. I used to be a sensitive child. Actually my parents already knew what I wanted or I needed. I did the things they permitted and didn’t do the things they didn’t permit me to do. Once I had to go for a trip in winter with my classmates. I had a cough. So my parents didn’t allow me to go by saying that if I went outside, I may catch a fever. So, I didn’t argue and just accepted it. I didn’t complain about anything. Reliable Wednesday, August 29, 2012

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Once there was a thirsty crow flying here and there looking for water. The Crow flew many miles, but in vain. The Crow felt very weak, and almost lost all hope. Finally the crow found water in a big jug near some stones. But there was very little water in the jug. The Crow could not take the water easily. The crow tried to push his head into the jug. Sadly, he found that the neck of the jug was too narrow.

Bold, 12/05

**THIS IS THE STORY OF MY LIFE - Part 1** I moved into my husband's house in February 2002. By November 2nd, 2001, I had a baby girl whose name was Mti. On October 2nd, 2004 I had another baby girl Msd. Two years later, on December 2006, my first daughter Mti was circumcised and she bled to death the next day which made me so sad and depressed that I moved out of my matrimonail home to my parent's house because my husband supported my daughter's circumcision despite my pleading to him not to allow Mti to be circumcised. He did not listen to me. I decided to leave his house, but my husband was looking for me. He came to my parent's house and saw me when he got to my parent's house he saw me and he talked to my parents rudely and treating and accused them of being the one's encouraging me to disobey him and the culture. When he threatened to beat me up openly, my parents said that it was better for me to follow him back rather than have me physically beaten with all the stresses that I had gone through. My parents sent me back to my husband's house.

The Story of My Live - Part 2
I don't blame my parents because they collected alot of my husband for dowry which they cannot afford to pay back. i was so afraid and hated my husband. he always beats me, and is abusive to me in alot of ways. He raped me several times which led to another pregnancy. I had a baby boy on May 24th, 2007 named Mpn. Since then i have been looking to run away where I will not be found. Super, 18 Aug 2011

THE STORY OF MY LIFE PART 3
In December 2008 he informed me to get Msd prered for circumcision I reminded him of Mti died it was because she carried __#|bad luck__ and she was probably a witch. He said nothing will happen to msd .The next day I told him, I am going to the market and I ran away to my friend (yde) house in abj, after one week he found out were I was. My friend and I were arrested. AUG 19 2011 - Super

THE STORY OF MY LIFE PART 4
The police send me back to my husband house they said I have to lean how to respect and obey my husband. The police warned my friend not to ever support me again and if she did, she will arrested and jail. I was so scared, I told another friend of mine who attend the same church with me, and she knows what happen during mauti case. She he adviced me to arrange to escape otherwise the same thing in the process. AUG 19 2011 - Super

THE STORY OF MY LIFE PART 5
I was introduce to Mr Sgn by another of her friend, Sgn help me to Canada. My husband has a poultry farm and fish pond, the worker brought sum huge amount of for him, but he was not around he travel with his community member for an occasion outside the city the money was giving to me to keep. I took this money to the agent for my journey to canada. AUG 20 2011- Super

THE STORY OF MY LIFE PART 6
On Monday february 9th 2009 I pick up my kids from school and held to the airport that is how Iescape to Canada. I don't want to lose my daughter again. I have had to bear a child,s death. No one can replace life and I am afraid to lose my only remaining daughter to this barbaric customary act. THE END- SUPER - AUG 20 2011

To Super mother........ You have passed a terrible life in back home but I want to incourrage you and to tell that everyone in this world had a problem. It doesn't matter is big or smoll. This life is war honey. You are a strong women wich you survived in different circumstance, not every women made that dicission that you had made in your life. The most important thing now is that you are here in this beautiful Country and you have with your self all your children. It is difficuld to grows them alone but God is with you any moment in your life. I am sure that your kids bring to you everyday peace and love and you are proud about them. In my Country is an idiom, '"The Gad with one hand hit you and with another protect you" The life is up and down Super but you had passed all difficulties now and you don't have to worry about nothing now. The most beautiful gift in this world is to have kids. I know this because next month I will be mother. Take care for your self and your children,too. Friendly, September, 12, 2011

It was true story in my life and i was born in china a small town where called Gaizhou and in my memory and it was a colourfull place and always can smell the fresh air, flowers and grass ..... when i was 6 years old then i had a health problem and i always cough and hemoptysis for some reason day and night and doctors had no idea and my parents were worried ,so much and my mom cries sometimes and thought i may die one day and by that time and almost chinese had difficult life and we don`t really have enough food and my family was much better than most family but rice still were expensive things for us and i don`t know where do my parents hear from then they believe that it will help me to make me getting better quickly but they had to ask rice from 100 families and i had to eat it 3 times a day and i remember that the town where i was and it had less then 26 families and my parents got up early then went out to ask it for me and over middnight they came back ,but got rice from 20 bags from different families, only and it was from 4 different towns and i saw my parents were so tired and so sad ....in the morning,.i was so surprised while i woke up because mom was smiling and talked to me and she said i have to eat rice and fruit also ,because we have it from over 100 families ,after i eat then i will be better.i asked mom where they got it from and i followed my mom then i found out we had over 100 small bags in our kichten and dad said our neibgters helped us to get it and i don`t really know what happened in that night and all i can imagine that all the people didn`t sleep and they were walking in different road and was busy for me .....when i am thinking about it and my eyes are getting red and i don`t know what should i say and what can i say and all i can tell people is i love the town where i was becase it was my dream where my warm thought and oh, when can i go the most beautiful place again ?
 * IT IS A MOST BEAUTIFUL PLACE IN THE WORLD**

Little Child's Story
==== On the first of JANUARY 2011, I was going to our work in the truck yard. Three people work in the yard. The first ==== ==== person's name is RAJ. They are going home because the next day is his duty. The night shift is mine and the next night ==== is his duty. In the morning I came home to sleep. In the afternoon RAJ called my home and said he could not come to the yard because his son was sick and his son was in the hospital. I asked him, "how old is your son?" He said, "my son is four years old". He told me his whole story. He said that the first of JANUARY during the night, he and his wife and son were going to the store and came home at 9 o'clock. At midnight, his son told his dad, "I'm going to the washroom." Then RAJ and his wife switched on the light for his son to go to the washroom and come back in their room. Raj also went back to bed but his son swooned within 10 minutes. RAJ called for the emergency and the police came to his house. RAJ told the police about his son. The police put children on priority and they went to the hospital within 5 minutes. Doctors checked his child and referred him to the child care hospital downtown. The child care hospital was not near so the hospital arranged a helicopter to transport the child to another hospital. The next day, I called RAJ and asked, "how is your son?" He said his son's condition was not better. I was very sad to hear this information. After one day, I called again and asked, "how are you?" RAJ said, "fine". Then I asked, "is your child good?" RAJ said, "my son is in good condition". I was happy for this information. On the 10th of January, Raj's son was discharged so I am happy today. So everyone can read this story and pray for the child.

Golden............................................date-10-01-2011

Yes it is true story.Thanks for the comments.

golden......................................date-17-01-2011

Hi Golden ! Is this a true story ? You are a very good writer ! Strong and High are right, there are many mistakes in spelling, and grammar tense should be the same throughout the story. But the flow of your writing and your story telling skills are excellent ! Please continue to write more of your stories. Please take a look at some of the suggestions I made in your story above.

Keen, January 16, 2011

Golden capital letter for the first letter of months, names, and "I". Use "Spell Check" for duity, helecopter, better, person, etc. There are so many mistakes in your story, but you try good. I appreciate your effort. Strong, January 13, 2011

Golden, I remember the teacher said to capitalize all months, names, and the first letter of every sentence. High, Jan 12, 2011

=GHOST STORIES= //**pris·tine**///ˈprisˌtēn/ Adjective 1. In its original condition; unspoiled. 2. Clean and fresh as if new; spotless

27 October 2010
In the previous night when I was sleeping, I saw a black shadow with a black terrible big cat. After some time it vanished and then when a few minutes passed, I saw another dark large sized male cat with a long mustache, big red eyes, long tail, open big mouth and very sharp teeth. It was crying with a terrible sound "Miaoo". I was very afraid of it. I took one strong rod and wanted to beat it. But it attacked me with it's very strong paws and made me bloody and wounded. I cried very much. But after a few minutes I woke up and saw nothing with me.- Mr. Pristine very scary story

This is a terrible story taken from a Bollywood film. Here in, the hero goes around into the jungle, then he listens to the song sung by a lady. He is attracted by her song and he stays there. He looks for an old house where the sound of singing is happening. He goes near the house and then he saw a beautiful lady wearing white clothes around here and there. In first looking, the hero loves her lady then the lady disappears. On another day, the hero went to the old house to see the lady, but one day he remembered that his previous birth and he sees that this lady was beloved of his previous birth and in this time the lady came near to him and says "O my love I find your every day now I met and now you come with me and then hero also killed himself and goes with her. - Brave

Here I describe a real story of our village which I heard. I don't know if it is true or false. There is a bridge over a river near my village. In the night at 12:00 o'clock one ghost came on the bridge. He lights his cigarette and smokes. Some people saw him sometime but not everyday. So many people had the same experience. They believed that there was something bad on the bridge. I don't believe in all this, but it is true that ghosts are in this world. - Smart

In Ontario there was a ghost named DEATH. The story of this ghost was so scary for all the people. IN the night of the 31st of October, he came out from his cemetary and came around the city. People con't go out on this night because the ghost took to his cemetary. The ghost named DEATH is with a white costume and red body. The body is with teh blood of the other people when they died. This storyisn't true, it is from my imagination ... Thanks for reading ;-) - Elegant

When I reached near the canal, my freind Dev told me that he saw a ghost on the of this canal last year. When he saw the ghost, he was afraid too much. First of all, I did not believe in this story. Later I felt some mischievous noises and really I was afraid of it on that day. I felt someone was coming toward us. But there was nothing to see. THen we went away talking about ghosts. - Genius

The Ghost Story: It is a story of a Gujarati novelist named Yashrant Kadikar, who wrote about his experiences with ghosts. When the novelist went to his native place a few years ago, his old friend invited him for dinner. After dinner when he came back to home by walking, he heard someone is crying loudly. He saw here and there, and he found a woman cried, who is sitting at the doorsteps at a house. He asked to the woman, what's the problem ? She said her baby was sick and her husband was not at home and she wanted to go to doctor. The novelist said I helped you to go to doctor. Then he entered the house of the lady and put off his shoes at the doorsteps. But when tried to pic up her child from bed, the child disappeared. LThen he saw to the lady, she was laughed horribly. He scared and ran to the home. In the next dxay morning, when he dtold his last night story to his friend. His freind surprised and said that the house is haunted and the house closed from many years. Then the novelist and his friend went to check to the house. They found the novelist's shoes at the doorsteps ! - Naughty

Ghost Story: There was one boy. His name is Amit. He was living in Mumbai with his step parents. His father always threw wet blanket on. His Father always discouraged him. He was study in Bombay University. He liked one girl. Her name was Shreya. But that Shreya didn't like him because he was a loser. ONe day he disappointed himself and talked with himself or suddenly one butterfly came to him and it said what did you want ? Amit said - I wanted power when I said stop (statue) that person couldn't move. LThank butterfly gave him that power of magic. Amit missused that power. Wehn his father tried to give him advice so he use to scuz stop (statue) his fatehr statue his father couldn't say anything. and his say move than they can able to move. That power also was used in a college. For achieve SHreya. And one day he used that pwoer in front of a mirror and he said "statue" He turned into a statue - and was unable to move. - Noble

BLACKNIGHT Story: In last year in India, I am going to in our home in midnight. IN this night nobody can in home. First of all I can open the door and going to inside the home. It very dark black night no light can be on so I am going very fastly to the switching board and tehn on teh switch but the light is not on so am very scared. THen I am going outside the home but their is no light can be on in the outside the house. I can call my freind then he can said that teh full city light is gone for teh electicity problem so I am going inside the home and bur the candle, so it is a very scary night. - Golden

NOBLE I'm new to this so just bear with me. Firstly there are 5 kids and 1 parent in our family, there's my sister, older brother, me, my twin brothers and mum. This experience happened to me when I was nine. I was sleeping in my room when I woke up hearing footsteps and other noises in the hallway...
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