An Ordinary Morning

“Sha, wake up, it’s 9 O’clock” Mother shouted again. I fumbled under the pillow to reach the phone. It’s 8:35. I knew it! She just try to make me hurry. I crawled up to bathroom with my dizzy eyes. After a few minutes later I dragged myself to the dining table.

Breakfast is near to end. Everybody is now in finishing touch with the exception of mother. She has yet to start hers.

We are a family of five.

“Where is the pot of sugar?” Shibly, my younger, brother said. He has a small business near to downtown. Nasrin, my younger sis, helps him get the sugar-pot. These days my mother is trying to downsize our sugar intake on health concern, and he is unaware about the latest development.  

“Nasrin, have you washed my shirts that I gave you the day before yesterday?” said Shibly while taking sugar-pot. We don’t have washing machine. Shibly got Nasrin wash his clothes at times. She receives some small gifts in exchange.

A few minutes later, we heard the vroom of the motorcycle. Shibly is on his way to downtown. Nasrin went for some papers, and made father sign on a paper.

I allowed myself to eat something. It’s 9 O’clock now. As a government employee my office our starts at 9 O’clock. People of my office are not civilized enough. They don’t believe in rules thinking that rules are made to be broken, so,  with the exception of some fools, we declare our presence at the office at 10pm. Being not a fool, I got nearly one hour for putting my clothes on. As a matter of my great regret, none of my family members believe that the salary I’m receiving from my office every month is not because of my hardship at work but because of something else. They firmly believe that we are paid for babbling in the office. They further say that we are the worst creature who makes money out of other people’s suffering. Well, honorable readers if you want to follow my journey towards my office then keep watch and ware at the front gate within 40 minutes. You might be able to see that I’m pushing forward myself to keep moving ahead at a snail’s pace to reach my workplace. Do you think I’m a slow couch?

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Can you spot the causative verbs in the story? Mention down below the comment thread.

 

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  1. “Sha, wake up, it’s 9 O’clock” Mother shouted again. I fumbled under the pillow to reach the phone. It’s 8:35. I knew it! She just try to make me hurry. I crawled up to bathroom with my dizzy eyes. After a few minutes later I dragged myself to the dining table.
  2. Breakfast is near to end. Everybody is now in finishing touch with the exception of mother. She has yet to start hers.
  3. We are a family of five.
  4. “Where is the pot of sugar?” Shibly, my younger, brother said. He has a small business near to downtown. Nasrin, my younger sis, helps him get the sugar-pot. These days my mother is trying to downsize our sugar intake on health concern, and he is unaware about the latest development.  
  5. “Nasrin, have you washed my shirts that I gave you the day before yesterday?” said Shibly while taking sugar-pot. We don’t have washing machine. Shibly got Nasrin wash his clothes at times. She receives some small gifts in exchange.
  6. A few minutes later, we heard the vroom of the motorcycle. Shibly is on his way to downtown. Nasrin went for some papers, and made father sign on a paper.
  7. I allowed myself to eat something. It’s 9 O’clock now. As a government employee my office our starts at 9 O’clock. People of my office are not civilized enough. They don’t believe in rules thinking that rules are made to be broken, so,  with the exception of some fools, we declare our presence at the office at 10pm. Being not a fool, I got nearly one hour for putting my clothes on. As a matter of my great regret, none of my family members believe that the salary I’m receiving from my office every month is not because of my hardship at work but because of something else. They firmly believe that we are paid for babbling in the office. They further say that we are the worst creature who makes money out of other people’s suffering. Well, honorable readers if you want to follow my journey towards my office then keep watch and ware at the front gate within 40 minutes. You might be able to see that I’m pushing forward myself to keep moving ahead at a snail’s pace to reach my workplace. Do you think I’m a slow couch?

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I have numbered the paragraphs so that you can mention them at ease.

 

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    • It's a story! Bossana :-D Thanks for commenting

  • I've corrected this as best I can.  You need to be consistent with verb tenses--you switch back and forth between the present and the past. Another point:  When we use relationships as names (e.g., Mother, Father, Aunt, Uncle, etc.), we always capitalize them.  I do not know what you mean by "slow couch".  I hope this is helpful.

    “Sha, wake up, it’s 9 o’clock,” Mother shouted again. I fumbled under the pillow to reach the phone. It’s 8:35. I knew it! She is just trying to make me hurry. I stumbled to the bathroom with dizzy eyes. A few minutes later, I dragged myself to the dining table.

    Breakfast was nearly over. Everybody was now finishing up, with the exception of Mother. She had yet to start hers.

    We are a family of five.

    “Where is the bowl of sugar?” Shibly, my younger brother, asked. He had a small business near downtown. Nasrin, my younger sister, helped him get the sugar-pot. In those days, my mother was trying to downsize our sugar intake due to health concerns, and he was unaware of this development.  

    “Nasrin, have you washed the shirts that I gave you the day before yesterday?” asked Shibly while taking the sugar bowl. We didn’t have a washing machine. Shibly got Nasrin to wash his clothes at times. She received some small gifts in exchange.

    A few minutes later, we heard the vroom of the motorcycle. Shibly was on his way downtown. Nasrin went for some papers and had Father sign one.

    I allowed myself to eat something. It was 9 o’clock now. As a government employee, I start work at 9 o’clock. People in my office are not civilized enough. They don’t believe in rules, thinking that rules are made to be broken.  So, with the exception of some fools, we announced our presence at the office at 10 am.  Not being a fool, I had nearly one hour to dress. To my great regret, none of my family members believed that the salary I received from my office every month was because of my hardship at work but because of something else. They firmly believed that we were paid for babbling in the office. They further said that we were the worst creatures who make money from other people’s suffering. Well, honorable readers, if you want to follow my journey toward my office, then keep watch and be at the front gate within 40 minutes. You might be able to see me pushing myself forward to keep moving ahead at a snail’s pace to reach my workplace. Do you think I’m a slow couch?

    • Hi Catherine!

      It's amazing I've got a review of, which is very rare here nowadays, a native English Teacher. Thanks for your comments and corrections. It's helful for sure. I knew that story should be written in the past tense, When I switched to present tense from past tense I thought It would sound better. From now on I will try to be more consistant with tenses.

      You didn't reverse my whole sentence. just slightly changed a few words' order. It surely has helped me to grow my level of confidence. I like it the way treated my writing. And at the end, there was spelling mistake. The word should be 'coach'.

      Thanks again Catherine for your help.

  • Wooo.....but i will not find causative verbs!

    • hmm... I guess you got no cause for finding causative verbs. Thanks for commenting though.

  • Hi, Shaheen, an informative Post. Thanks for sharing.

    1. She makes me hurry. (Instead of  She just try to make me hurry. )
    Make is the causative verb in this sentence. By the way, make means to force someone doing something. You can't combine it with another verb like try. You can try to force someone, yes, but if you make someone do something, it isn't a try, in my opinion.

     2. This paragraph doesn't have any causative verbs.
    3. This paragraph doesn't have any causative verbs.

    4. Nasrin, my younger sister, helps him get the sugar-pot.
    Helps is the causative verb of this sentence.

    5 Shibly got Nasrin wash his clothes at times.
    Got is in this sentence the causative verb, but the causative verb got requires the infinitive.
    The correct sentence is: Shibly got Nasrin to wash his clothes at times.

    6. Nasrin went for some papers, (no comma, please!) and made father sign on a paper.
    Better: Nasrin went for some papers and made father sign one of them.
    Made is here the causative verb.

    7. I allowed myself to eat something.

     

    If I haven't found all of the causative verbs, it's because I'm not perfect. I did it as well as I could.

    I also ignored mistakes in your sentences as long as they do not contain causative verbs.

    I wished native speakers would participate in such challenges and help us.

     

       

    • Thanks, Rose, since you have got through an ardious task like reading such kind of writing. You have spotted all the causative verbs correctly. Thanks for the corrections. Yeah, I forgot the word "Get" has to be followed by an infinitive. 

       Sub + get + complement + verb in infinitive

      I just knew that make, have, get, let, help were  the causative verbs only. I have no idea whether allow is a causative verb or not.

      I wasn't aware about the first one "make". I didn't write it as a causative one. But I had an easy feeling of that sentence, thought something was wrong with the sentence and unabled to spot where it was. So Finally you made it right. 

      And your wish has been granted, I'm blessed that there is a native English Teacher who has corrected all the errors of my writing. It's really amazing!!

      Again, a big thanks to you, Rose!

       

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