التصنيفات
الإنجليزية

lets see your hand writing انجليزية

Hello ..

How are you all?

Hope you are all fine ..

First of all I came up with this nice idea that we can all be included and have fun playing it with eachother..

The idea is sort of like a game..

I`will start of by choosing a person to write or draw anything in english from their handwriting ..

After i choose that person they will write or draw what i asked from them .. After that they will then choose another person to wirte or draw something ..

Ok i will start ..

I will choose :

‘Candy" .. to wirte down from her handwriting:: :

I love 3bir ..

Thankyou and hope you’ll like the idea that i made up ..

..

Waiting for Candy


سبحان الله و بحمده

التصنيفات
الإنجليزية

Thank You, Ma’m للدراسة

Thank You, Ma’m

by Langston Hughes

She was a large woman with a large purse that had everything in it but hammer and nails. It had a long strap, and she carried it slung across her shoulder. It was about eleven o’clock at night, and she was walking alone, when a boy ran up behind her and tried to snatch her purse. The strap broke with the single tug the boy gave it from behind. But the boy’s weight and the weight of the purse combined caused him to lose his balance so, intsead of taking off full blast as he had hoped, the boy fell on his back on the sidewalk, and his legs flew up. the large woman simply turned around and kicked him right square in his blue-jeaned sitter. Then she reached down, picked the boy up by his shirt front, and shook him until his teeth rattled.
After that the woman said, “Pick up my pocketbook, boy, and give it here.” She still held him. But she bent down enough to permit him to stoop and pick up her purse. Then she said, “Now ain’t you ashamed of yourself?”
Firmly gripped by his shirt front, the boy said, “Yes’m.”
The woman said, “What did you want to do it for?”
The boy said, “I didn’t aim to.”
She said, “You a lie!”
By that time two or three people passed, stopped, turned to look, and some stood watching.
“If I turn you loose, will you run?” asked the woman.
“Yes’m,” said the boy.
“Then I won’t turn you loose,” said the woman. She did not release him.
“I’m very sorry, lady, I’m sorry,” whispered the boy.

“Um-hum! And your face is dirty. I got a great mind to wash your face for you. Ain’t you got nobody home to tell you to wash your face?”

“No’m,” said the boy.
“Then it will get washed this evening,” said the large woman starting up the street, dragging the frightened boy behind her.
He looked as if he were fourteen or fifteen, frail and willow-wild, in tennis shoes and blue jeans.
The woman said, “You ought to be my son. I would teach you right from wrong. Least I can do right now is to wash your face. Are you hungry?”
“No’m,” said the being dragged boy. “I just want you to turn me loose.”
“Was I bothering you when I turned that corner?” asked the woman.
“No’m.”
“But you put yourself in contact with me,” said the woman. “If you think that that contact is not going to last awhile, you got another thought coming. When I get through with you, sir, you are going to remember Mrs. Luella Bates Washington Jones.”
Sweat popped out on the boy’s face and he began to struggle. Mrs. Jones stopped, jerked him around in front of her, put a half-nelson about his neck, and continued to drag him up the street. When she got to her door, she dragged the boy inside, down a hall, and into a large kitchenette-furnished room at the rear of the house. She switched on the light and left the door open. The boy could hear other roomers laughing and talking in the large house. Some of their doors were open, too, so he knew he and the woman were not alone. The woman still had him by the neck in the middle of her room.
She said, “What is your name?”
“Roger,” answered the boy.

“Then, Roger, you go to that sink and wash your face,” said the woman, whereupon she turned him loose—at last. Roger looked at the door—looked at the woman—looked at the door—and went to the sink.

Let the water run until it gets warm,” she said. “Here’s a clean towel.”
“You gonna take me to jail?” asked the boy, bending over the sink.
“Not with that face, I would not take you nowhere,” said the woman. “Here I am trying to get home to cook me a bite to eat and you snatch my pocketbook! Maybe, you ain’t been to your supper either, late as it be. Have you?”
“There’s nobody home at my house,” said the boy.
“Then we’ll eat,” said the woman, “I believe you’re hungry—or been hungry—to try to snatch my pockekbook.”
“I wanted a pair of blue suede shoes,” said the boy.
“Well, you didn’t have to snatch my pocketbook to get some suede shoes,” said Mrs. Luella Bates Washington Jones. “You could of asked me.”
“M’am?”
The water dripping from his face, the boy looked at her. There was a long pause. A very long pause. After he had dried his face and not knowing what else to do dried it again, the boy turned around, wondering what next. The door was open. He could make a dash for it down the hall. He could run, run, run, run, run!
The woman was sitting on the day-bed. After a while she said, “I were young once and I wanted things I could not get.”
There was another long pause. The boy’s mouth opened. Then he frowned, but not knowing he frowned.
The woman said, “Um-hum! You thought I was going to say but, didn’t you? You thought I was going to say, but I didn’t snatch people’s pocketbooks. Well, I wasn’t going to say that.” Pause. Silence. “I have done things, too, which I would not tell you, son—neither tell God, if he didn’t already know. So you set down while I fix us something to eat. You might run that comb through your hair so you will look presentable.”
In another corner of the room behind a screen was a gas plate and an icebox. Mrs. Jones got up and went behind the screen. The woman did not watch the boy to see if he was going to run now, nor did she watch her purse which she left behind her on the day-bed. But the boy took care to sit on the far side of the room where he thought she could easily see him out of the corner of her eye, if she wanted to. He did not trust the woman not to trust him. And he did not want to be mistrusted now.
“Do you need somebody to go to the store,” asked the boy, “maybe to get some milk or something?”
“Don’t believe I do,” said the woman, “unless you just want sweet milk yourself. I was going to make cocoa out of this canned milk I got here.”
“That will be fine,” said the boy.
She heated some lima beans and ham she had in the icebox, made the cocoa, and set the table. The woman did not ask the boy anything about where he lived, or his folks, or anything else that would embarrass him. Instead, as they ate, she told him about her job in a hotel beauty-shop that stayed open late, what the work was like, and how all kinds of women came in and out, blondes, red-heads, and Spanish. Then she cut him a half of her ten-cent cake.
“Eat some more, son,” she said.
When they were finished eating she got up and said, “Now, here, take this ten dollars and buy yourself some blue suede shoes. And next time, do not make the mistake of latching onto my pocketbook nor nobody else’s—because shoes come by devilish like that will burn your feet. I got to get my rest now. But I wish you would behave yourself, son, from here on in.”
She led him down the hall to the front door and opened it. “Good-night! Behave yourself, boy!” she said, looking out into the street.
The boy wanted to say something else other than “Thank you, m’am” to Mrs. Luella Bates Washington Jones, but he couldn’t do so as he turned at the barren stoop and looked back at the large woman in the door. He barely managed to say “Thank you” before she shut the door. And he never saw her again.


سبحان الله و بحمده

التصنيفات
الإنجليزية

No Reason للتعلم السريع

No Reason

None of your Feelings seem to stay.
You just didn’t need me any more,
Turned your back and walked out that door.
You didn’t stop to say good-bye,
You didn’t give any reasons why.
You didn’t turn to see my cries,
You walked away with closing eyes.
I had loved you from the start, With all my feelings from my heart.


سبحان الله و بحمده

التصنيفات
الإنجليزية

‘Broken Heart’

‘Broken Heart’

What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would never be there?


ماذا ستعمل اذا في كل مره تحتاج لشخص ما ولا تجده أبدا؟

'Broken Heart'

What would you do if for every moment you were truly happy there would be 10 moments of sadness?

ماذا ستعمل اذا كان لكل لحظه تكون فيها حقا سعيد يقابلها 10 لحظات من الحزن؟
'Broken Heart'

What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt?

ماذا ستعمل اذا مات أعز أصدقائك غدا وأنت لم تخبره أبدا عن شعورك له؟

'Broken Heart'

So, I just wanted to say, even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you have made a difference i n my life.
لذا ، أردت فقط أن أقول ، حتى لو لم أتكلم معك مره أخرى في حياتي ، فأنت من أصدقائي الخاصين وقد كان لك تأثير في حياتي

'Broken Heart'

'Broken Heart'

'Broken Heart'
'Broken Heart'

I look up to you, respect you, and truly cherish you.

أقدرك ، وأحترمك ، وأعزك حقا

Send this to all your friends, no matter how often you talk, or how close you are, and send it to the person who sent it to you.

أرسلها الى كل أصدقائك مهما كنت تتكلم معهم في الغالب أم لا أو كنت قريب منهم ، كذلك أرسلها الى الشخص الذي أرسلها لك
'Broken Heart'
Let old friends know you haven’t forgotten them,

دع أصدقائك القدماء يعرفون أنك لم تنساهم ابدا
and tell new friends you never will.
وقل لأصدقائك الجدد أنك سوف لن تنساهم
'Broken Heart'
Remember,

everyone needs a friend, someday you might feel like you have NO FRIENDS at all, just remember this e-mail and take comfort in knowing somebody out there cares about you and always will.
تذكر
أن كل شخص يحتاج لصديق ، ويوما ما من الممكن أن تشعر فيه أن ليس لديك أصدقاء أبدا ، فقط تذكر هذه الرسالة وكن مطمئن بمعرفة أن هناك شخص ما مهتم بك وباقي كذلك
'Broken Heart'

I’ll Always Be There

سوف أكون دائما بجانبك
'Broken Heart'

'Broken Heart'


In times of trouble,

في أوقات الصعاب

In times of need,

في أوقات الحاجة

If you are feeling SAD,

عندما تشعر بالحزن
'Broken Heart'
You can count on me.

بامكانك الاعتماد علي

I will give you a wink,

سوف أعطيك دافع
'Broken Heart'

Until you smile,

حتى تبتسم
'Broken Heart'
give you a hug,

أعطيك حضن
'Broken Heart'
And stand by your side.

وأقف بجانبك
'Broken Heart'
I’ll be there for you till the end,

وسوف أكون هناك لك حتى النهايه

I’ll always and forever, be your friend!

وسوف أكون دائما والى الأبد صديقك

احبكم موووووووووووووووت

'Broken Heart'



INSTANTLY WHEN YOU RECEIVE THIS,

YOU MUST SEND IT TO YOUR FRIENDS,
INCLUDING THE PERSON WHO SENT IT TO YOU!

فورا ، عندما تصلك هذه الرسالة يجب عليك ارسالها الى أصدقائك بالاضافة الى الشخص الذي أرسلها اليك
'Broken Heart'
GOOD LUCK!

حظا سعيدا


'Broken Heart'

من الأميل


سبحان الله و بحمده

التصنيفات
الإنجليزية

about men and women انجليزية

Q: Why doesn’t law permit a man to marry a second woman?
A: Because as per law you cannot be punished twice for the same offence!

———— ——— —
Man: Is there any way for long life?
Dr: Get married.
Man: Will it help?
Dr: No, but the thought of long life will never come.

———— ——— —

Why do couples hold hands during their wedding?
It’s a formality just like two boxers shaking hands before the fight begins!

———— ——— —
Wife: Darling today is our anniversary, what should we do?
Husband: Let us stand in silence for 2 minutes.
———— ——— —
It’s funny when people discuss Love vs Marriage Arranged.
It’s like asking someone, if suicide is better or being murdered.
———— ——— —

It is difficult to understand GOD. He makes such beautiful things as women and then he turns them into Wives.
———— ——— —

Before marriage, a man will lie awake all night thinking about something you say.
After marriage, he’ll fall asleep before you finish.
———— ——— —

There’s a way of transferring funds that is even faster than electronic banking.
It’s called marriage.
———— ——— —
Man receives telegram: Wife dead-should be buried or cremated?
Man: Don’t take any chances. Burn the body and bury the ash.
———— ——— —

Prospective husband: Do you have a book called ‘Man, The Master of Women’?
Salesgirl: The fiction department is on the other side, sir.
———— ——— —

There was a guy who told a woman that he loved her so much that he would go through hell for her. They got married and now he is living in hell.
———— ——— —

Fact of life: One woman brings
you into this world crying & the other ensures you continue to do so for the rest of your life!


سبحان الله و بحمده

التصنيفات
الإنجليزية

اريد اجابة للتعلم السريع

بنعرف ان I بيجي بعده am

طيب وامتى يجي بعدها is

وكمان امتى تيجي بعدها are


سبحان الله و بحمده

التصنيفات
الإنجليزية

عبارات حب باللغة الانجليزية تعلم انجليزي

عندك شخص عزيز عليك

حاب تقوله شعورك بس بلغة ثانية __)

تفضل هنا

I look forward to seeing you.
أتطلع بشوق إلى رؤيتكم.

I’ve been so lonely without you.
أشعر بالوحشه بدونكم.

Iam very anxious to see you.
أنا مشتاق جدا لرؤيتك.

I hope you can come.
آمل حضوركم.

Let’s hope it’s abright sunny day.
إنشاءالله يكون يوما مشرقا.

I have long been waifing for……..
لقد طال أنتظاري ل

Iam very uneasy,my love,at receiving no news of you.
أنا غير مرتاح حبيبي لعدم تلقي رسائل منك.

See you soon
أراك قريبا

I love you forever
أحبك أبد الدهر

Always love you that is apromise
دائما أحبك وهذا عهد

I can’t imagine my life without you
أنا لا استطيع أن اتخيل حياتي بدونك

I should be very glad if you…….
سأكون سعيد لو انك………

Pass my regards to……
بلغ تحياتي الى…….

Hard-hearted
قاسي القلب

Don’t forget me
لا تنساني

I often think of you
أنا أفكر فيك كثيرا

Missing you
أنت مفقود

The flowers were meant for you.
هذه الازهار أرسلت لأجلك.

Great seeing day
مسرورا جدا بلقائك

Shake hands
صافحني

We are luch to……
من حسن حظنا أن…….

بس لا وصيكم ؛؛

استخدموها بالطرق المشروعة بس

تحياتي _( مزون


سبحان الله و بحمده

التصنيفات
الإنجليزية

كلمات جميلة للتعلم السريع

كلمات جميلة

This is for all those people out there who are feeling a bit lost and alone

الى كل أولئك الناس الذين يشعرون بالضياع و الوحدة ….

DONT QUIT

لا تستسلم

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,

عندما لا تسير الأمور كما يرام، و هو الحال أحيانا ،
وعندما يزداد الطريق الذي تسلكة وعورة،

when the funds are low and the debts are high,
and you want to smile, but you have to sigh,

عندما تكون المدخرات منخفضة والديون عالية،
وتريد أن تبتسم، لكنك تجد نفسك مرغما على أن تتنهد،

when care is pressing you down a bit –
REST if you must, but don’t you QUIT.

حينما تشتد وطأة الهم عليك
إسترخ إن توجب عليك ذلك، لكن لا تستسلم

Life is queer with it’s twists and turns,
as every one of us sometimes learns,

الحياة غريبة بمفاجأتها وتقلباتها،
كما تعلمنا هي ذلك احيانا

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow –
You may succeed with another blow.

لا تستسلم بالرغم من بطئ التقدم
فقد تنجح في فرصة أخرى

Often the struggler has given up,
when he might have captured the victors cup;

فغالبا ما ييأس المجتهد،
في وقت كان بإمكانه احراز قصب السبق

and he learned too late when the night came down,
how close he was to the golden crown.

فيدرك،ولكن متأخرا ,عندما ينتهي كل شئ
كم كان قريبا من ذلك التاج الذهبي

SUCCESS is FAILURE turned *****e out –
So stick to the fight with your hardest hit –
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t QUIT!1

النجاح هو فشل مقلوب من الداخل الى الخارج
لذا, تمسك بالكفاح بكل ما لديك من قوة
فخير وقت لأن لا تستسلم هو حينما تبدو الأمور في أسوأ أحوالها

people can come into your life for a season, help you and then be gone.

يمكن أن يدخل الناس الى حياتك مثل الموسم, يساعدونك ثم يختفون……….

For a reason, and also be gone in that aspect.

قد يدخلون حياتك لسبب,ثم يختفون ايضا ……..

For a lifetime and just be around.

قد يدخل بعضهم حياتك الى الأبد ليبقون حولك دائما………..

People come into our lives for many reasons:

يدخل الناس الى حياتنا لأسباب عدة……….

because we’re down and need a hand.

إما لحاجتنا ليد العون………

because we’re up and doing fine.

أو لأننا ناجحون و واثقي الخطى…………..

Or just because it’s meant to be.

وإما فقط لأنه أريد لنا ذلك

….أتمنى أن يكون الموضوع قد نال اعجابكم…


سبحان الله و بحمده

التصنيفات
الإنجليزية

اكاذيب باللغتين

You said
I am a desert
With words, tasteless, odorless

You filled my cup
With tears, silence
My roses faded from your lies

But moon illuminated my sky again
Wiped tears,
And gave me love and poems
أكاذيب
قلت علي:
غابة لا تثمر
وكلماتي بلا طعم ولا لون

ملأت كأسي
دموعا وصمتا
و ذبلت ورودي من أكاذيبك

ولكن القمر
أضاء سمائي من جديد

مسح الدموع
وأعطاني الحب والأشعار


سبحان الله و بحمده

التصنيفات
الإنجليزية

Step away, it’s time for me to shine لتعلم الانجليزية

? Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day
Thou art more lovely and more temperate
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines
And often is his gold complexion dimmed
And every fair from fair sometime declines
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee

Shakespeare –


سبحان الله و بحمده