Do you have a READING HABIT? If you do, why don't you READ SOMETHING for our club members' LISTENING PLEASURE? It can be an interesting NEWS taken from a Newspaper, a SHORT STORY that you read recently or ANYTHING that you feel worth sharing. It will help you with your READING SKILL and PRONUNCIATION. The club members, meanwhile, can sharpen their LISTENING SKILL. This activity will definitely help both the SPEAKERS and LISTENERS with their English. This is a GOOD OPPORTUNITY that I don't want you to miss. Happy Speaking and Listening
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                                                                                               HERE IS WHAT YOU DO:
                       1. GET READY your READING MATERIAL.
                       2. GO to CHIRBIT voice "RECORDING and SHARING" site.
                       3. RECORD reading your piece and SUBMIT it. 
                       4. [Or, you can UPLOAD a pre-recorded sound file from your computer!]
                       5. COPY the EMBEDDING CODE (HTML code) and COME TO THIS PAGE
                       6. CLICK the "MEDIA" button (the third one) on the TOOLBAR of your COMMENT BOX.
                       7. PASTE your EMBEDDING CODE and PRESS the button "Ok". That's it! 

                                                  Let me get the ball rolling. Here's my MAIDEN VOICE RECORDING.

 
                                                                
                                                                                         Check this out on Chirbit

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    • awesome! I really enjoy listening your voice, you pronounce english so easy and soft,  i hope you will post more ,, and, I join Shaheen with wishes your nephew get well soon

    • Well done, O.M. It feels pretty good to hear from after long interval. 

      Well, I don't know what happend to your nephew. Hope, he'll be up and around soon.

  • Poetry-8

     

    The Road Not Taken 

                               BY ROBERT FROST
     
     
    Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
    And sorry I could not travel both
    And be one traveler, long I stood
    And looked down one as far as I could
    To where it bent in the undergrowth;
     
    Then took the other, as just as fair,
    And having perhaps the better claim,
    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
    Though as for that the passing there
    Had worn them really about the same,
     
    And both that morning equally lay
    In leaves no step had trodden black.
    Oh, I kept the first for another day!
    Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
    I doubted if I should ever come back.
     
    I shall be telling this with a sigh
    Somewhere ages and ages hence:
    Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
    I took the one less traveled by,
    And that has made all the difference.
     
    The Road Not Taken - edited Audacity mp3.mp3
    • I like your voice tone, you did it great, really! Thnaks a lot, waiting for more..

    • Good choice of poetry, Shaheen. Pretty challenging. I'd not dare to read such a difficult passage. 

  • Poetry-7

    Hi guys! Here is my one more recording.

    W.H. Auden is the one of my favourite poets. I like this war-poet's poetry very much.The choice of "O What is that Sound" is really favourite one of mine. I hope, , you're gonna like it too.  

     

    O What Is That Sound

                                                      W. H. Auden

    O what is that sound which so thrills the ear
    Down in the valley drumming, drumming?
    Only the scarlet soldiers, dear,
    The soldiers coming.

    O what is that light I see flashing so clear
    Over the distance brightly, brightly?
    Only the sun on their weapons, dear,
    As they step lightly.

    O what are they doing with all that gear,
    What are they doing this morning, morning?
    Only their usual manoeuvres, dear,
    Or perhaps a warning.

    O why have they left the road down there,
    Why are they suddenly wheeling, wheeling?
    Perhaps a change in their orders, dear,
    Why are you kneeling?

    O haven't they stopped for the doctor's care,
    Haven't they reined their horses, horses?
    Why, they are none of them wounded, dear,
    None of these forces.

    O is it the parson they want, with white hair,
    Is it the parson, is it, is it?
    No, they are passing his gateway, dear,
    Without a visit.

    O it must be the farmer that lives so near.
    It must be the farmer so cunning, so cunning?
    They have passed the farmyard already, dear,
    And now they are running.

    O where are you going? Stay with me here!
    Were the vows you swore deceiving, deceiving?
    No, I promised to love you, dear,
    But I must be leaving.

    O it's broken the lock and splintered the door,
    O it's the gate where they're turning, turning;
    Their boots are heavy on the floor
    And their eyes are burning.

     

    allpoetry.com

    O what is that sound.mp3
    • Nice one. Really. That echo sounds very creative. May I be so bold as to compliment your reciting which flows freely, without any hesitation, fluently... Good job, Shaheen.

    • It's my Pleasure, O.M.

  • Poetry-6

    Happy New Year, Guys!! Here is my new recordng - an all time favourite poem by Rober Frost. Hope, you'll like it.

    Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

                             BY ROBERT FROST
     
     
    Whose woods these are I think I know.   
    His house is in the village though;   
    He will not see me stopping here   
    To watch his woods fill up with snow.   
     
    My little horse must think it queer   
    To stop without a farmhouse near   
    Between the woods and frozen lake   
    The darkest evening of the year.   
     
    He gives his harness bells a shake   
    To ask if there is some mistake.   
    The only other sound’s the sweep   
    Of easy wind and downy flake.   
     
    The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   
    But I have promises to keep,   
    And miles to go before I sleep,   
    And miles to go before I sleep.
     
    Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.mp3
    • Nice poem  and well recited by you, Shaheen.

      Keep it up!

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