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Love is for ever....

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THE LETTER

The following letter was submitted to Love Letter Lane by Kevin (part of an ongoing dialogue entitled "The Muse Conversations." This is called , "The Letter."):

How can I translate upon this page love's virtue, how is it possible to give a voice to my heart that you have so fully inebriated with laurel, how when the wind whispers it is your song it warms and plants upon my lips.

My darling, the days minutes trace your outline, every centimeter of your silhouette framed like a masterpiece, the seconds like paint keenly brush stroked upon the canvas you have so gracefully decreed to my possession. If I am to be its caretaker then I accept the honour willingly. I feel the passion swell within me, engorging every facet of my being, my mind races in circles shaped like heartbeats, fluttering your sweet name. My love time stands still and holds your hand, it writes each letter of your name with the most beautiful calligraphy ever handcrafted. You are more perfect than a rose, every petal equally proportioned and imbued with divinity. I take steps back in awe of your cherry blossom cheeks, your iridescent eyes that make me forget the minute that just swept by, and yet even there you linger. My sweetheart our flesh is interwoven, together the tapestry sheds its silk in passionate lines, every letter belonging to this union that beams with sunshine. You are the blue sky swimming, the leaves of autumn that bleed crimson kisses, the winter white of every snow angel made with love.

You are love my dear, so please do not ask me to translate love's virtue, let me just nestle upon your brow like a butterfly and soak in your radiance, let me sleep under your bedroom eyes aquamarine and dream of nothing else.

The Woman in Grey

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ADAPTED BY SHEILA DAILEY

The Woman in Grey

Introduction

As with most urban legends, the participation in this story is signaled in the following introductory phrase: "This story comes from Alabama. Whether it's true or not, well that's up to you to decide. But the folks from Alabama where this story takes place, they say it's so."

NARRATIVE, AUDIENCE RESPONSE OR TELLER'S ACTION

One hot day in summer a shopkeeper was working in his shop. Business had been slow and there were no people in the shop now. He decided to go behind the counter and work on his account books. With his head bent low over the books, he sensed that someone had walked in. He looked up. In the doorway stood a tall, thin woman, dressed in grey. "Grey as shadows," the shopkeeper thought to himself. She had a sad, tragic face. Her big, dark eyes were full of tears. She moved slowly to the counter. The shopkeeper stood up, looked at her kindly and said, "What can I do for you today, ma'am?"

Without speaking the woman pointed to a bottle of milk. The shopkeeper took it down and handed it to her. She took the milk, turned around, and went out, without paying or speaking.

The shopkeeper was so touched by her great, sad eyes that he didn't have the heart to go after her and demand payment.

The next day business was slow again. While dusting some of the shelves, the shopkeeper sensed that she had come in the store. He turned around. She was standing in the doorway with the same grey dress and the same great, sad eyes.

He went behind the counter and asked, "What can I do for you today, ma'am?"

Just as before, she pointed to a bottle of milk. He lifted it down and he handed it to her. She took it, turned around, and left the store.

That night he met with some friends to play cards. As he was dealing out the cards, he told his friends about the woman in grey. "She has a secret. I don't know what it is but I'd like to know."

The friends listened to the story and said amongst themselves, "What do you say we come to the shop tomorrow, pretend that we're shopping and if she comes in again, we'll follow her? We'll see what her secret is." It was agreed.

The next day, at about the same time, the shopkeeper was working and his friends were all stationed around as though they were shopping. Within a few minutes, the woman in grey was standing in the doorway. She moved up to the counter.

"What can I do for you today, ma'am?"

Just as before, she pointed to a bottle of milk. He handed it to her. She turned around and went out.

The storekeeper closed his shop. The friends gathered together at the doorway. They were going to hang back so she wouldn't know that she was being followed. They didn't need to worry about that. The woman was moving down the main street so fast, they could barely keep her in sight. Moving right out the end of town and down a country lane, she went on and on until she reached the cemetery. Then she wove in and out amongst the tombstones as though she knew exactly where she was going.

After a time she reached a rise in the hill, stood there a moment silhouetted against the sky, then disappeared. The friends came as fast as they could to the spot where she had disappeared. On that spot was a new grave. The grass hadn't even begun to grow over the fresh turned earth. On the tombstone it said that buried there, just four days ago, was a young mother and her infant child. Both had died of a fever.

The friends were standing around, trying to figure out what it was they had seen, when they heard a sound coming from in the grave. It was a long, mournful baby's wail. One of the men ran for a shovel and began to dig.

After a time they exposed the pine casket. The storekeeper reached down and opened it up.

Inside was the woman in grey. She was dead, many days dead. But her baby was alive. It had been in a coma when the mother died and was thought to be dead as well. They had buried that baby alive. The storekeeper picked up the baby and he saw something that made his blood run cold. There, in that grave, were three empty milk bottles.

After that, they covered the grave over and found a home for the baby. The folks down in that Alabama town never saw the woman in grey again. They say it's because now she knows her baby is safe.

"The Solitary Reaper"

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Yon solitary Highland Lass!

Reaping and singing by herself;

Stop here, or gently pass!

Alone she cuts and binds the grain,

And sings a melancholy strain;

O listen! for the Vale profound

Is overflowing with the sound.

In the first stanza the speaker comes across a beautiful girl working alone in the fields of Scotland (the Highland). She is "Reaping and singing by herself." He tells the reader not to interrupt her, and then mentions that the valley is full of song.

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Ann Frank's Diary part 1 ...

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Plot Summary

Anne receives a diary on her thirteenth birthday. She names it Kitty.

One day, Nazi police send a call-up notice for her father and her sister Margot for their deportation to a concentration camp. They flee to their hiding place, the Secret Annexe.

Another family, the Van Daans, arrive with their son Peter. Anne particularly dislikes the frivolous Mrs. Van Daan. She also complains that the grown-ups criticize her.

Anne tells Kitty that her Jewish friends are being taken away by the dozens. They are loaded into cattle trucks and sent toconcentration camps.

Daddy gets sick, but they cannot call a doctor, since they are in hiding. Anne reads a book on puberty and longs to have her period. She does not like to say her prayers with Mummy, for she finds Mummy cold. She gets jealous of Margot sometimes.

They take in another person, Mr. Dussel. He is stubborn. Anne often feels guilty for being safe in hiding while her Jewish friends are probably suffering.

Anne feels frustrated that she is criticized so often. She still does not get along with Mrs. Van Daan, and still finds Mummy cold, refusing to pray with her, upsetting her greatly.

Anne cannot sleep because of the air raids, and they are eating terribly-dry bread and ersatz coffee for breakfast, spinach and rotten potatoes for dinner. Still, Anne feels lucky that they have food and shelter, that they are able to laugh at each other, and that they have books and a radio.

There is an announcement that Italy has surrendered. This gives them hope for peace.

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WORDS FOLLOWED BY PREPOSITIONS

Certain Verbs, Nouns, Adjective, and Participles are always followed by particular Prepositions.

1. Mumbai is famous for its textiles.

2. The goat subsists on the coarsest of food.

3. Jawaharlal Nehru was fond of children.

4. India is a noble, gorgeous land, teeming with natural wealth.

5. Being appraised of our approach, the whole neighborhood came out to meet their minister.

6. In the classical age the ideal life of the Brahman was divided into four stages or ashrams.

7. It is natural in every man to wish for distinction.

8. He was endowed with gifts fitted to win eminence in any field of human activity.

9. The writer is evidently enamoured of the subject.

10. These computers are cheap enough to be accessible to most people.

11. Ambition does not always conduce to ultimate happiness.

12. The true gentleman is courteous and affable to his neighbors.

13. Newly acquired freedom is sometimes liable to abuse.

14. Little Jack proved quite a match for the desert.

15. Camels are peculiarly adapted to life in the desert.

16. He is a man of deep learning, but totally ignorant of life and manners.

17. The income derived from the ownership of land is commonly called rent.

18. The Moors were famous for their learning and their skill all kinds of industries.

19. Alexander profited by the dissensions of the Punjab Rajas.

20. Few things are impossible to diligence and skill.

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THE ACCURSED HOUSE. Intro....

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THE ACCURSED HOUSE

BY EMILE GABORIAU

Emile Gaboriau, best known for his remarkable detective stories, was born at Sanson in 1853, and died at Paris in 1873. He was for a time private secretary of Paul Feval, the novelist, and published a great variety of work. In 1866 appeared in the paper called "Le Pays" his first great detective story, "L' Affaire Lerouge," which the author dram- atized in collaboration with Hostein in 1872. Like all of the great series, "U Affaire Le- rouge" "Monsieur Lecoq," "Les Esclaves de Paris," etc., are written in an easy flowing style, and are full of exciting moments.

It is interesting to trace the ancestry of the modern detective story. The first seeds are said to be found in Voltaire's "Zadig"; they germinate in Poe's tales, take form in Gabo- riau, and are in full bloom in Conan Doyle's "Sherlock Holmes."

The Butterfly part one...

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Stay near me---do not take thy flight!

A little longer stay in sight!

Much converse do I find I thee,

Historian of my infancy !

Float near me; do not yet depart!

Dead times revive in thee:

Thou bring'st, gay creature as thou art!

A solemn image to my heart,

My father's family!

Oh! pleasant, pleasant were the days,

The time, when, in our childish plays,

My sister Emmeline and I

Together chased the butterfly!

A very hunter did I rush

Upon the prey:---with leaps and spring

I followed on from brake to bush;

But she, God love her, feared to brush

The dust from off its wings.

William Wordsworth,

To a Butterfly.....

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TO A BUTTERFLY
Written in the orchard, Town-end, Grasmere.

I'VE watched you now a full half-hour;
Self-poised upon that yellow flower
And, little Butterfly! indeed
I know not if you sleep or feed.
How motionless!—not frozen seas
More motionless! and then
What joy awaits you, when the breeze
Hath found you out among the trees,
And calls you forth again!

This plot of orchard-ground is ours; 10
My trees they are, my Sister's flowers;
Here rest your wings when they are weary;
Here lodge as in a sanctuary!
Come often to us, fear no wrong;
Sit near us on the bough!
We'll talk of sunshine and of song,
And summer days, when we were young;
Sweet childish days, that were as long
As twenty days are now.

William Wordsworth, 1802

Figure Of Speech

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Figures of Speech

Apostrophe:
A direct address made to an inanimate objects or abstract ideas as if they were present and capable of understanding.
1. And, little butterfly! I know not if you sleep or feed.
2.

Tautology:
Unnecessary usage of words, which do not add more meaning
1. Lies defeated and buried deep three or four hours unconscious.
2.
Hyperbole:
A statement is emphasized by an overstatement.
1. I will love thee still my dear till a’ the seas gang dry.
2.
Metonymy:
A characteristic of a thing is represented by another closely related to it.
1. Her world is an infinite shapeless white.
2.

Synecdoche:
A part stands for the whole or the whole stands for a part to create the poetic effect.
1. Till the heart of me weeps to belong to the old Sunday evenings at home.
2.

Transferred epithet:
The description or objective is transferred from its original noun to another closely related to it.
1. And pressing the small poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings
2.

Figures of Speech
Antithesis:
Contrasting or opposite ideas or words are used.
1. Of my childhood days is upon me, my manhood is cast.
2.

Oxymoron:
A special form of antithesis where two contradictory terms are united to convey a new meaning.
1. She made a sweet moron.
2.

Irony:
A real meaning is exactly the opposite of that which is literally conveyed.
1. The life is most jolly.
2.

Euphemism;
Unpleasant idea of death or a disagreeable thing is spoken in a positive manner.
1. I will luve thee still my dear while the sands of life shall run.
2.

Litotes:
Use of negation is used to convey a positive meaning.
1. He knows he can never turn back.
2.

Paradox:
A self –contradictory or absurd statement which has some hidden truth or a message it
1. Down in the flood of remembrances I weep like a child for the past.
2.

Internal Rhyme:

Use of two or more words which rhyme within a single line of a verse
1. A child sitting under the piano in the boom of the tangling strings.
2.

Personification:
Non-living objects and abstract nouns are said to have human qualities
1. Inspite of myself, the insidious mastery of song betrays me.
2.

Interrogation:
Question is asked not for the sake of getting an answer, but to create the poetic effect.
1. Why all this toil and trouble?
2.
Exclamation:
Use of exclamatory form to draw attention
1. My luve’s like a red red rose.!
2.

Climax:
A series of ideas or words are places in an increasing order or importance for the poetic effect.
1. She sighs and dreams and thrills and glows.
2.

Anticlimax:
A series of ideas or words are places are in decreasing order of importance for poetic effect.
1. I saw pale kings, princes and warriors.
2.

Simile:
Direct comparison is made between two unlike objects which have at least one common point. Words like ‘as’ and ‘like’ are used.
1. The white saucer like some full moon descends at last from the clouds of the table above.
2.

Metaphor:
It is an indirect simile. Indirect comparison is made between two unlike objects, where comparison is taken for granted.
1. She nestles over the shining rim, buries her chin in the creamy sea.
2.

Onomatopoeia:
Use of words which produce sound of echo for poetic effect
1. The little black cat is suddenly purring there.
2.

Epigram:
A brief pointed saying which is introduced with an aim to exite, surprise and attract attention.
1. The child is the father of man.
2.

Happiness is all we need.................

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Translated in French

Le bonheur est ma condition. Un certain corps qui n'est pas heureux n'est pas la vie vivante heureuse. En ce monde, aucun corps n'est préfet. La perfection viennent de l'intérieur. Pour être parfait, quelqu'un doit travailler dur. Travailler dur est un signe d'une bonne personne. Toutes les personnes travaillent avec l'ardeur pour obtenir un succès. Le bonheur et le succès sont faits pour chaque autre. Tous les deux sont importants dans une vie. Certains pensent que le bonheur est stationnaire où car d'autres pensent que le bonheur est permanent. Selon moi le bonheur est un état d'esprit. Pour moi le bonheur est force pour moi. Si je suis heureux que je sois fort. En d'autres termes le bonheur est ma force.Il est un difficile chargent de créer le bonheur. La satisfaction est le facteur le plus important pour créer le bonheur.

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I hate it when people say that I'm mad at them when I am really not.

I hate it when people joke around or talk gibberish while I'm thinking about something.

I hate it when I'm left behind. I hate to hurt people's feelings.

I hate it when my feelings are being hurt.

I hate it when I can't be rude when I have to be.

I hate to be blamed for something I didn't do.

I hate it when people get too emotional.

I hate it when people can't control their anger.

I hate myself when I'm too stressed.

I hate to be hated by others.

I hate it when I feel like I don't have much time to do other stuff.

I hate it when I am too pressured.

I hate people who mess with girls like me.

I hate it when people talk bad about my close friends.

I hate it when my mom shouts at me.

I hate to be untrustable.

I hate it when people lie to me.

I hate it when I can't say what I really want.

I hate it when I can't do anything right.

My Love Is Like A Red Red Rose...................

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In Alloway, Ayrshire, that Robert Burns was born. While not himself a composer of memorable music, his ability to set words to traditional Scottish folk airs remains unrivalled, and his songs are sung by Scots the world over on Burns Night celebrations each year on and around 25th January.
Curiously, his poetry might have been lost to us, had he agreed, in 1786, to take the job he was offered as a book-keeper on a slave plantation in Jamaica. He was dissuaded from going by a letter from an older poet named Thomas Blacklock. This was handy, as the ship on which he was due to sail sank.

RED RED ROSE

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O MY LUVE'S LIKE A RED, RED ROSE
Red, Red Rose By Robert Burns Written in 1794
"O, My Luve's Like a Red, Red Rose" is reprinted from English Poems.
Ed. Edward Chauncey Baldwin & Harry G. Paul. New York: American Book Company, 1908.
by: Robert Burns (1759-1796)

I
O, MY Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O, my Luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

II

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I,
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

III

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun!
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

IV

And fare thee weel, my only luve,
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!

"O, My Luve's Like a Red, Red Rose" is reprinted from English Poems. Ed. Edward Chauncey Baldwin & Harry G. Paul. New York: American Book Company, 1908.

Theme

Burns clearly states and restates the theme: The speaker loves the young lady beyond measure. The only way he can express his love for her is through vivid similes and hyperbolic comparisons.

In the first stanza, the speaker presents two similes, the first comparing his love to a rose and the second comparing his love to a melody. The speaker also uses repetition to echo his sentiments--my luve's like in lines 1 and 3; that's newly and that's sweetly (pronoun, verb, and adverb combinations) in lines 2 and 4.

The second stanza addresses the young lady as bonnie (pretty), a word derived from the French word bon (good). In the last line of the stanza, a' means all and gang means go. This line introduces to the poem hyperbole, a figure of speech that exaggerates.

The speaker links the first line of the third stanza with the last line of the second stanza by repetition. The speaker continues hyperbole in the second and fourth lines. He also again relies on repetition in the third line by repeating the third line of the second stanza.

In the fourth stanza, the speaker again addresses his beloved, noting that though he must leave her for a while he will return for her even if he must travel ten thousand miles. Repetition occurs in the first and second lines, and hyperbole occurs in the last line.

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Milk for the Cat

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Harold Monro

Original text: Strange Meetings: Poems By Harold Monro
(Wiltshire: Laurel Books, 2003): 46-47.
First publication date: 1915
Publication date note: Georgian Poetry 2 (1915);
Collected Poems, ed. Alida Monro, with prefaces by F. S. Flint and T. S. Eliot (London: Cobden-Sanderson, 1933): 162-63.
RPO poem editor: Ian LancashireRP edition: 2004Recent editing: 1:2004/6/10
Composition date: 1914
Form: quatrains
Rhyme: abcbdefe...

Milk for the Cat
When the tea is brought at five o'clock,
And all the neat curtains are drawn with care,
The little black cat with bright green eyes
Is suddenly purring there.

At first she pretends, having nothing to do,
She has come in merely to blink by the grate,
But, though tea may be late or the milk may be sour,
She is never late.

And presently her agate eyes
Take a soft large milky haze,And her independent casual glance'Milk for the Cat'

When the tea is brought at five o'clock,
And all the neat curtains are drawn with care,
The little black cat with bright green eyes
Is suddenly purring there.

At first she pretends, having nothing to do,
She has come in merely to blink by the grate,
But, though tea may be late or the milk may be sour,
She is never late.

And presently her agate eyes
Take a soft large milky haze,
And her independent casual glance
Becomes a stiff, hard gaze.

Then she stamps her claws or lifts her ears,
Or twists her tail and begins to stir,
Till suddenly all her lithe body becomes
One breathing, trembling purr.

The children eat and wriggle and laugh;
The two old ladies stroke their silk:
But the cat is grown small and thin with desire,
Transformed to a creeping lust for milk.

The white saucer like some full moon descends
At last from the clouds of the table above;
She sighs and dreams and thrills and glows,
Transfigured with love.

She nestles over the shining rim,
Buries her chin in the creamy sea;
Her tail hangs loose; each drowsy paw
Is doubled under each bending knee.

A long, dim ecstasy holds her life;
Her world is an infinite shapeless white,
Till her tongue has curled the last holy drop,
Then she sinks back into the night,

Draws and dips her body to heap
Her sleepy nerves in the great arm-chair,
Lies defeated and buried deep
Three or four hours unconscious there.

-- Harold Monro

HAPPINESS!!!!!!

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According to my views I would define the happiness in the following manner.
I hope, dear students, you would think like me and generate the new ideas.
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Don’t forget to comment………Ask your self a question. What exactly is happiness and how can we attain it? Though it is defined as the condition of being content; the concept of happiness is still vague, like a glance of a silhouette on the verge of the night---- fleeting beauty, a rainbow which emerges for a few minutes to justify the presence of Mother Nature.
Happiness is commonly thought of as having a lot of money, overflowing love, or power; in short getting everything you want and more. But can these things actually make people happy? Happiness, which is often assumed of as a fairly simple concept, is actually more than what people think of it. Although this natural emotion is desired by many; it is very obscure and therefore, for most, if not for all of us, extremely difficult to obtain.
The child remembers its mother playing piano in the corner of the room feels happy...
It can be mysterious and elusive, sought after by many, but not gained by all. Everybody desires to be happy. It is essential to our health and well-being. Happiness, though intangible, is one of the most important aspects in an individual’s existence. Happiness can come from many different sources… Happiness is a positive feeling one experiences when struck with good luck, an opportunity, or a good event. Many philosophers have attempted to completely define happiness, by research and years of searching for happiness.

Wrong man in worker's paradise

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Find out the adjectives from the following paragraph.

Answer in the comment box.

The man had never believed in mere utility. Having had no useful work, he The man had never believed in mere utility. Having had no useful work, he indulged in mad whims. He made little pieces of sculptures, men, women and castles and he painted. Thus he wasted his time on all that was useless and needless. People laughed at him. He spent his earthlife in useless work and yet after death, the gates of heaven opened wide for him and he was sent to the Workers Paradise.

By: Ravindranath Ragore

Day Dream

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Dear students...
Dreams are made to be fulfilled...hence we should make a day dream.
A dream is the state of .......................mind and it always..........................
Unless we dream knowingly we can't achieve our goals.
However a dream is beautiful, it is in our hands to accomplish it.
To become a successful doctor or an engineer could be one’s dream……
These are the day dreams which we think, imagine, and fantasize to make our future bright.
I believe that a day dream is the virtual path to the future. A thought dreamt is never forgotten however impossible it is. “To be or not to be is the question”, the famous quotation reminds the daydream made by Shakespeare.
Having taken prestigious birth in this busy world, a child begins its life with a dream or could be a daydream. The dreams make a person energetic and that feeling of fulfilling the dream makes one energetic. It can’t be argued that an energetic man wins the race. To complete the life purposefully one has to dream a day dream.
According to me unless we work hard, we can’t satisfy our conscious which always needs a desired success. To sit on a beautiful sea shore and to think of owning a beautiful big house at the same place could be reasonable because the thought has erupted at a place where the person is hypnotized by the beauty of the beach. We all know that every person wishes the best for themselves. To live a better happy life is the evergreen thought of everyone. A day dream once made could act as a catalyst to accomplish the desired task.

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Sentence Transformation Quiz
1. This will be my student's first performance in Canada.

This will be the first time ___________

2. This course will take us six months to complete.

In six months time ____________

3. There will be someone to meet you on arrival.

When ____________

4. The number of people who understand his ideas exceed his expectations.

More people ___________

5. The money didn't arrive for a month.

It was ____________

6. The last time I saw him was in 2001.

I haven't ____________

7. She'll have to make her presentation at the end of his speech.

The moment he ____________

Self study Active- passive voice.

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Dear students of Std 10 English med.

Solve the exersise and send it back.

Chapter 4
Change the voice
1. Dr. Sher Singh took off his glasses, passed a hand over his tired eyes and permitted himself the luxury of a deep and throaty yawn.
2. When the torch had been rammed in, he snapped his bag shut.
3. He snapped open his bag and fished out the stethoscope.
4. Dr. Sher Singh tested the reflexes of the patient.
5. Dr. Sher Singh assumed his most professional manner.
6. You never know what to expect in such cases.
7. Have you tried anything to promote sleep?