Category: Communication

Slang does not sabotage or damage teenager’s vocabulary, slang does not create teen’s language to become saturated and teens to not be able to survive in the real world. If saying that another language is sabotaging their English language and vocabulary, that means you’re saying that when they learn to speak Spanish or French, that is saturating their vocabulary. What annoys me is that when we “Youths” speak to each other, in the way we do it’s different to the way we speak normally with our parents, so please don’t judge us by our cover, if you have nothing good to say, don’t say it behind our back, in fact don’t say it at all, if you don’t have the consideration to talk face to face to us. That we want to speak the way how we want to, you might as well take the freedom to talk and stand up for ourselves,  I’m speaking for the teenagers of today, why we should be able to talk how we want to or speak slang or ‘colloquialism’ if that’s the real name for it.

Some adults and teenagers say that slang is not sabotaging their language and vocabulary because, they are trying to be different, and they don’t want to be like their parents. When teens use slang they feel different and unique. So when people listen in they won’t understand because, they don’t know of slang or their slang is different from where they’re from because slang is varied from different countries like; Spain; America; Ireland. Another reason why adults that used slang when they were young because all the words they used have now been developed over time from ‘u alrigh’ to ‘cool’ or even a nod of the head or sometimes a pat on the back, it changes from time to time, so people try to speak slang and say something that has been changed to something different that might be something bad and could turn out really bad.

When I am with my mates or friends I change the way I talk to them compared to the way I speak with my friends. When I’m talking to my friend sometimes with overlap each other or interrupt each other when they are just about to speak. But when I am with family such as my parents there is no overlapping or just a little bit of interruption and all my words are emphasized instead of not pronouncing them correctly.

Teenagers today say that English is ‘Too long!’ boring or dull, the reason why teens use slang is because that it’s not boring but creative, so they thought lets simplify English so when texting of putting ‘what are you up to?’ you can put ‘Wuu2’, they also abbreviated short words like;

You – u

Why – y

To or too – 2

They made talking so much more creative and fun not boring, dull or grey.

Why do you adults only notice now that is used or as you say ‘teenagers that are ill-equipped to survive in the real world’ or ‘slang is sabotaging teenager’s vocabulary’. When my dad was my was younger, as a teenager he was speaking slang like it was his first language which is of course English but they treated it differently to be unique and not to be like adults. He got colloquialism from his friends and might of got some from his parents so it means that slang, was used long before he was born is well. When North America was not a developed as it is now, for example Texas, when it was just sands cottages and cowboys, they spoke differently how we do now, Hello was ‘Howdy’, ‘fixin’ta’ was I’m ready and ‘dag nab it!’ was an expression of swearing without cursing. So why do adults only notice now is because some of the words we use sound so ridiculous and out of this world like we came from a different planet.

To conclude that slang is not sabotaging teenager language or vocabulary because everyone has used it before even, when texting. So Wuu2, lol, R u awake it still counts as slang or not proper English because; it is not the Queens English. If you take slang away from us now you are rewriting history, you might as well take your teenage life away because everyone in the world has used slang, but when we get older we will lose it because we are becoming more serious in life, we’re not 12 or 16 anymore we are 25 with a girlfriend and a job, that pays the bills. So let colloquialism “slangs” correct name for the younger’s to live with and let them choose the right option of having their youth life and then grow up and be mature or become a boring adult before they even leave school, and that is why teenagers should use slang or why teenagers use slang?

Creative Writing

As the gentle cool winds travel along my face, its touch was so cold I had a cool chill down my spine. As I breathe in slowly I get that cold sensation down my throat, just like when you have minty gum in your mouth. The air smelt clean, clean as it has never been touched before. As I was sat down on the wooden bench, I looked around, the children playing dangerously on the swings, their parents watching them like a hawk looking for prey and the elderly, chatting away with each other moaning about how rubbish their care home is, and how government aren’t helping them at all. That all changed, my name is Josh and I’ll tell you how life has now all changed.

The date was April 7th 2468, where you think we would have made peace… well we didn’t, since North Korea attacked South, and tore apart North America from South destroying Guatemala. That is when my life all had changed; I was working for the Military’s Official Extraordinaries also known as M.O.E. I had just woken up and as I sit up my phone rings ‘¡Rrrriiinng!’ It was a private number, I groaned ‘Hello, who is it?’ they replied ‘Well, hello there Drake do you remember me?’ I coughed to clear my throat ‘How did you get my…’ ‘There’s no time to speak meet me at Jade park 1300 hours we’ll speak more, then.’ The phone cuts off.

It was 1305, I have been sitting here waiting in the middle of the park, where the trees branch together in a dome shape, and a fountain pouring out clear water. It was 1320 so I left the park making my way home, whilst I crossed the road, I looked back to see if anyone was there, a familiar figure walked out and I started to walk faster, it noticed. I went through shops and alley ways to lose it, but it kept on following me, I went through a café and straight out the back into another alley but this time a dead end, I looked back it was not there, I crouched in tiredness and looked down and heavily puffed. I stood up and looked around turning my body quickly, looking all around me, I turned back to go and it stood in front of me, I jumped and shuffled back quickly against the wall. It just stood there and stared at me `I think. ` I asked “Who are you?” it replied deeply “Can you not recognise me…Josh” “How do you know my name?” I asked in confusion, the stranger took of the hood, I recognised the mark on his hand, it was Jackie a Commander from North Korea. I asked in shock “Why are you here?” He replied with a smirk on his face “I came for you… to get revenge” I struggled to get out making a last run for it but, one hit me on the head with a plank of wood, knocking me unconscious.

I wake up in some sort of warehouse where i can hear seagulls squawking away, and smells like fish and warm which made the smell a whole lot intense. Out of the shadows came Kin Lew leader of the Korean empire. He spoke in a deep and evil voice “I see you have mate my nephew Jackie.” I reply in frustration “Where am I you meatball?!” He throws his glass on the floor shattering into pieces. “All you need to know is that where you’re going, no one can hear you scream” I was strapped to a 20ft tall metal rocket. “It’s time for us to depart, I mean you…” As he laughs walking away from the launching rocket and slams the warehouse doors behind him.

BEEP BEEP BEEP TEA MINUS 3 MINUTES TILL LAUNCH OFF……… Looking around in struggle trying to find a piece of shard , there was one in between my feet trying to bring it towards me, trying to turn and as a grab the shard TEA MINUS 1 MINUTES…… slicing the rope with the glass holding it with one hand, finally cutting the rope and making a run towards the doors lock from the other side, so I decided to jump through the window making a great escape. As I look around for Kin Lew seeing him drive off as Jackie looks back at the rocket, launching off, I say to myself ‘Why did he want revenge, and what did I do this… ’

a)I stroll along a fragrant country lane
B)With honeysuckle perfume on the air –
B)And feathered crooner’s warble to revere –
A)Then cross a golden sea of flowing grain

A)In empathy – it seems to sense my pain
B)Of knowing all was done with my affair –
B)Her empty meaning now the solitaire
A)She cast away – betrothment all in vain.

C)But oceans team with many fish to catch
D)So I must up and hoist another sail
C)And seek the one that really waits for me,

D)For soon auspicious breezes will prevail
C)In guiding forth to find a truer match:
D)The one to take my hand as wife to be.

1) The sonnet has not got a metaphor
2) If you lose something try to get some one else
3) The volta is at C,D,C. Because its says ‘But oceans team…. So i must up and hoist another sail’
4) hoist your sail to find
Another person

I see people who are hilarious
I see people who are so beautiful
I see people who are nefarious
I see people who are so talk able

I watch people who are so randomly
I watch people who are creatively
I watch people who are amazingly
I watch people who are dangerously

I play with people who are actively
I play with people who are enjoyable
I play with people who are attractive
I play with people who are peacefully

And I know I am this really picky,
But I still would play with my best friend Ricky.

1) what do u think of the poem?
2) what does it mean?
3) is there a metaphors in the poem? If so write it down
4) does each line rhyme? If not write down
5) is it structured correctly & how

This is grand adventure on an epic scale, a survival story that takes up half the movie. It’s no Peaceable Kingdom like Edward Hicks’s charming early 19th-century painting, where the lion sleeps with the lamb. This is a Darwinian place that Pi must learn to command. Using state-of-the-art 3D and digitally created beasts, Lee and his team of technicians make it utterly real, as they do a mysterious island that briefly provides a dangerously seductive haven. The 227 days at sea are a test of physique, mental adaptation and faith, and Suraj Sharma makes Pi’s spiritual journey as convincing as his nautical one.

He confronts thirst and starvation, finds a modus vivendi with the fierce tiger, endures and wonders at a mighty storm, a squadron of flying fish, a humpbacked whale, a school of dolphins, a night illuminated by luminous jellyfish. This brave new world is observed by a young Chilean director of photography, appropriately named Claudio Miranda. The movie does for water and the sea what Lawrence of Arabia did for sand and desert, and one thinks of what Alfred Hitchock, who used 3D so imaginatively in his 1954 film of Dial M For Murder, might have done on his wartime Lifeboat had he been given such technical facilities.

This poetic Life of Pi concludes with a fascinating, deliberately prosaic coda that raises questions about the reality of what we’ve seen and confronts the teleological issues involved. One thinks of the reporter’s remark at the end of The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance: “When the legend becomes fact, print the legend.” At another level, Sam Goldwyn’s advice to the screenwriter comes to mind: “Give me the story and send the message by Western Union.”

What does it say about the nature of racism? It says that humans are still more primitive animals than we like to believe. Dogs of different color size and shape get along and breed yet we can’t.

The fact of the matter is that the Tutsis and Hutus were arbitrarily divided by white Belgians based on things like facial characteristics. Before then the two tribes had learned to live in peace, and we’re pretty equal. Then white people came, gave one group the power, then left, and so the power structure remained.

I think it was racism. Either group thought they were better than the other, one group was more dominant politically and socially, the discrimination was based on a belief that the other group were inferior human beings (“cockraches” or whatever they said). But, all of this hatred between Tutsi and Hutu was a result of Belgian interference, pushing their race-based class system onto these peoples, dividing them and creating a class-divide that would harbor racist feelings.

It was one Thursday afternoon at east summer hills. Carl and Mary are walking down to the river side to see who’s there. They see old man jones with his pet dog Roger. “Hello mr jones how are you” says Carl. Mr Jones relays “I’m okay, Carl make sure you home on time”.

The door closes behind Carl as he goes into his room he turns on the light to see what was in his room. He takes off his bag full of things that his mum does not check. He gets changed out of his clothes into his pyjamas then suddenly the door knocks he slowly walks to the door the knock gets louder and louder, the floor creeks when walking to the door he opens the door slowly then he sees his sister Mary ‘it’s time for dinner Carl, mum says if you don’t eat you won’t go to the thing at the weekend.’ Mary says. ‘Tell mum that ill be down in a second just let me do my things.

As he walks down the stairs, he hears a noise in frontroom he runs to see what it is. He sees a black drap leaving through the window. ‘Hey!’
Carl shouted. ‘What’s wrong Carl.’ Says Carl’s mum.

Following the Russia Revolution in 1917, Joseph Stalin held his power using propaganda, fear, and manipulation. He had his propaganda department make posters and convince people of things that werent true. Also, he threatened that bad things would happen if he was not leading. He also had many ways of manipulating things to his advantage that made it easier for him to rule.also he had purges-periodic arrests and executions. this kept people living in terror and fear.