This is my first attempt of reading and recording one of my blogs.
"Was it just a dream?" is the title of my blog.
Here you go:
This is my first attempt of reading and recording one of my blogs.
"Was it just a dream?" is the title of my blog.
Here you go:
It was early morning when I woke up in the middle of a beautiful flower meadow. Dew lay on the blades of grass and the blossoms of thousands of flowers. Where was I? How and when did I come here? I didn't remember.
I got up and heard a sound coming from the distance. There, a man was standing, upright, proud, and quite handsome. He smiled and waved me as if he was waiting for me.
I looked at him and wanted to go there, asking where I was and who he was, but with every single step I did, the distance did not shorten.
His smile was enchanting and his eyes looked seducing. His mouth seemed to speak. I couldn't hear it but read from his lips.
"Come to me," he said again and again, "come in my arms."
I tried to walk faster, but there was no chance of coming forward.
Suddenly, I heard a beautiful melody.
"Dance to him," a voice whispered to me. "Dance!"
Like a miracle, my feet began dancing, and I got fast forward. I danced with closed eyes.
I dizzied from dancing and fell.
Immediately, the music stopped, and the mysterious voice whispered: "this was your only chance, your only chance. You have missed it...you missed it!"
"Your only chance...only chance...missed it...missed it," it echoed inside me.
I opened my eyes. "Oh no," I screamed, "don't go, please, don't go!"
He disappeared, slowly, very slowly, with sadness on his face into the fog, still reaching his waving hand to me.
"I'll come back once more," he said.
"When?", I asked, "when?"
"I don't know," he answered, "one day. Just wait for me."
He waved once more, then, he disappeared, completely.
Sometimes she feels like living someone else's life.
Although looking at herself, it's as if she sees a stranger.
She sees someone who is lost.
She sees someone whose thoughts and actions do not match.
Everything she does she does for others.
She acts on reason, but her heart starves, and her soul weeps.
She knows her needs exactly but does not demand anything for herself.
Is she her own prisoner? A prisoner in a cage she made herself?
How could it come this far?
Why doesn't she try to escape?
Why doesn't she change anything?
She still believes in love.
She doesn't give up.
Is she a fool?
One night, on an empty avenue,
I did not have a rendezvous,
wanted to have an overview,
but without too much ballyhoo.
There came a little kangaroo,
and next to him a marabou.
My thinking was: "oh Manitou!"
I closed my eyes: "that can't be true!"
They had a crazy retinue,
I thought it was a misconstrue.
They laughed like a bugaboo,
while they rode on a caribou.
There was a funny cockatoo,
that asked me for an interview.
Its question had no curlicue:
"Why don't you wear a single shoe?"
I had not seen it hitherto,
that I was out without a shoe.
Wearing shoes that is the clue,
while walking on an avenue.
And if you wonder, if it's true,
I am just laughing, thereunto.
A nightmare was it coming through
too much food at a barbecue.
There is still a paradise in her dream.
She is a little five-years-girl and plays with a broken doll that wears a dirty dress, but the little girl doesn't see that at all.
She had been got traumatized when the house hit by a rocket.
The little girl hums a lullaby and lays the doll in a broken box.
She doesn't care for the falling bombs she hears from the distance.
"Sleep well my little girl," she says to the doll. God bless and protect you. Mom and dad will be here again, tomorrow."
She takes a bit from a loaf of bread. She found it outside in the early morning. Still sitting next to the box, she lays her head beside her doll.
Her little body is tired. She falls asleep, immediately.
In the second floor of her home lies a man and a woman, covered by dust and stones.
The little girl is sleeping.
There is still a paradise in her dream.
Give a man a fish and feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and feed him for his lifetime.
This proverb shows us in the simplest way what education and knowledge mean and causes, doesn't it?
Are countries comparable? This question came into my mind, today when I randomly watched a chat in the main room.
One of the members said that India and Sri Lanka have a lot in common.
One of the chatters wrote:
"In fact, Sri Lanka and India have many things in common
so it doesn't make any difference.
They have almost the same religion, region, climate, languages, and lifestyle."
I don't agree with this statement.
I have been to India and Sri Lanka. I know, they don't have much in common, except region and climate.
India and Sri Lanka, both became independent from the British Empire in the 20th century.
India in 1947 and Sri Lanka in 1948. (If I am not wrong!)
That is a common ground.
India's polity-form is the Federal Parliamentary Republic, but Sri Lanka is the Presidential Republic.
Indian has a caste system that Sri Lanka does not have.
The main Religion in India is Hinduism. In Sri Lanka is the Buddhism the main Religion.
The most spoken Indian language is Hindi. This language doesn't speak anyone in Sri Lanka, except Indians who work there.
The main Language in Sri Lanka is Sinhala, and this language doesn't speak anyone in India.
Tamil is the only language that people speak in Sri Lanka and India, though this language is not widespread in both countries. In India, about 6% of the population, in Sri Lanka about 18%.
We shouldn't throw all countries into the same pot just because they are from the same region of the world. That means we shouldn't assume those countries are similar or even the same.
I've been visiting several Asian countries, and always enjoyed the differences. Especially those differences make traveling exciting and educating.
English has many expressions. We should know the meaning when natives us them.
I will use expressions with 'tongue' while telling a short story.
Here you go:
Sam is sitting on the bench next to the house door when Helen, his wife, comes home.
Helen: "Hello Sam, what are you doing here, outside of the house?"
Sam doesn't answer.
Helen: "Hey, did the cat get your tongue?"
Sam still doesn't react.
Helen: " Don't you understand me? I thought English is your mother tongue, or do I speak in tongues?"
Sam is still silent just looking at his feet.
Then, suddenly, he says: "Please bite your tongue for a short moment. I am so angry at my boss. For a small slip of my tongue, while speaking in a meeting, he made me ridiculous in front of all my colleagues."
Helen looks surprised at Sam. "Your boss knows you as an excellent speaker. You have a silver tongue. I think he was joking a bit. By the way, what was the slip of your tongue?"
Sam sighs, takes his head between his hands, looks at Helen and says: "If you believe or not, it is on the tip of my tongue, but I can't tell you."
Sam shakes his head. "I cannot remember the exact wording of my flaw."
Helen starts laughing. "I hope you were able to bite your tongue in the meeting and you did not insult your boss. You could get fired."
Sam tries to smile. "I could restain my temper so as not to explode. So do not worry my dear."
Helen takes Sam's hand and kisses him gently on his forehead. "Come inside, darling. I will cook a delicious meal for you. And isn't your tongue hanging out for a cool beer?"
And here are the explanations of the expressions:
If someone asks you if a cat has got your tongue, they want to know why you don't talk.
The mother tongue is our native language.
If someone speaks in tongues, then they mysteriously speak another language.
Someone, who has a silver (also a smooth) tongue, is able to speak very well.
A slip of the tongue is a small mistake in speaking.
If there is something on the tip of my tongue, we know the word but we can't remember.
If the tongue is hanging out for something, then we really want some thing.
Friendship is a word that people often use, and often even they use it thoughtlessly. Especially in the virtual media.
We get friendship requests from people, we hardly ever know.
The word friendship got a new meaning during the last years.
I always struggle to call it friendship when I just met someone.
Sincere friendship needs patience and time for growing.
A real friendship is precious. Often, we have a wide circle of acquaintances, but only a few people are in our close circle of friends.
So I want to tell you what friendship means to me.
True friendship means knowing each other very well, loyalty, trust, patience, listening, compassion, familiarity, empathy, and also forgiveness.
We can not choose which family we are born into, but we can choose our friends. We should do that very carefully because there is no better gift than true friendship.
Friendship is like a tree. The tree's height is not important but the depth of its roots. ( Borrowed from a quote I read.) If a storm bends the tree, its strong roots will hold it.
The best way to keep a friendship stable and alive is honesty and respect. We must not always agree with everything our friends do, but we can try to understand why they do so.
But friendship is not a one-way direction. We may expect the same from our friends. Friendship means to be there for each other, in good and bad times.
There are many quotes about Friendship.
The followings are my favorite. (It's not exactly translated from German to English, only similar.)
"A friend is the one who knows the song of your life and sings it for you when you have forgotten its lyrics or melody."
"Friendship is a door between two people. She can sometimes creak, she can pinch, but she is never locked. (Balthasar Gracian y Morales ")
I got this idea from Ramnords post FUN WITH WORDS.
Please note that the words below are the same only in writing but not in pronunciation. Still interesting and fun to know it, though.
MEANING in ENGLISH
MEANING in GERMAN
|DANK||chilly wet||gratefulness, thanks|
|STARK||bare, grim, harsh||strong|
|KIND||nice, generous||a child|
|HUT||small building||a hat|
|ROCK||a stone; to move back and forth||a skirt|
|STOCK||a share in a company||a cane|
|MITTEN||a glove||in the middle|
|SAGE||a wise person||say [first person, present tense]; also a saga|
|LINKS||plural of link, connections||left [opposite to right]|
|TOLL||a charge for road usage||fantastic|
|BOOT||a tall shoe||boat|
|LUNGE||a sudden thrust||lung|
|GUT||intestine or stomach||good|
|MIST||light fog||dung, manure|
|NOT||in no way||an emergency|
|LAST||at the end||freight, burden|
|HANDY||easy to handle||cellular phone [new word]|
|MOST||superlative of many||apple cider [Southern Germany, Austria]|
|RIND||a tough outer covering, of cheese for example||an individual of cattle|
|LOT||a considerable quantity||a plumb|
|TRUNK||the nose of an elephant||a drink (together with some people)|
|LIED||past tense of “to lie”||a song|
|HALL||a large room||a short echo|
|SAME||identical, e.g., at the same time||a seed|
|BALD||lacking of natural covering, e.g., hair||soon|
|SOLD||past tense of “to sell”||a soldier’s salary|
|LAG||to fall behind||past tense of “legen” (intransitive verb, i.e., lie)|
|LACK||to be deficient||lacquer|
|WAR||an armed conflict||past tense of “sein” (to be)|
|TOT||a small child||dead (adverb)|
|TOTE||to carry by hand as in tote-bag||dead (adjective)|
|GRAB||to seize||a grave|
|JAMMER||one that jams||misery|
|KIPPER||a fish cured in salt||a dump truck|
|STERN||firm and unyielding||a star|
|DICK||short form of Richard; colloquial for penis||stout, corpulent|
|SEE||to behold with your eyes||a lake|
|ART||The production of beautiful forms of sound or shape||a species|
|ANGEL||a spiritual being attendant upon God||a fishing rod|
|BAT||A flying mammal; a wooden club||past tense of “bitten” (to ask for something)|
|HAT||a head covering||third person present tense for “haben” (to have)|
|MUTTER||to speak indistinctly in a low voice||mother|
|LEG||a lower extremity in a human||imperative for “legen” (to lay)|
|LOG||the fallen trunk of a tree||past tense of “lügen” (to lie)|
|TEE||a t-shaped peg to place a golf ball on||tea|
|MADE||past tense of “to make”||a maggot|
|SUCH||As in “such as”||imperative for “suchen” (to search)|
|LURCH||to roll or pitch suddenly||a salamander|
|MARK||a sign or visible impression||marrow (like “Knochenmark” bone-marrow)|
|QUALM||a sensation of doubt, uneasiness (“to have no qualms about it”)||thick smoke|
|MAUL||to bruise or tear (“mauled by a wild animal”)||the mouth of an animal (“das Maul halten” to shut up)|
Do you know also such words with a different meaning in your language ????
If yes, just tell us, please!!!
Watch out! There is someone who sends the same message to hundreds of MyEC members. According to experience, people who ask so many other people to contact them via email, don't have good intention.
please, look at this:
I am in my old hometown, caring for my mom for a few weeks.
Yesterday, in the early morning, I watched the sunrise through the window of my mom's house.
Watching how the day wakes up is always stunning and has its own magic.
Please have a look.
I am alone here in my bed.
There is a lonely night ahead.
My biggest fears, I try to cope.
And I don't know if there is hope.
The lonely night makes dark the sky.
There is no moon the clouds are high.
Where are the stars? Where is the moon?
Also, the wind has fallen swoon.
While watching to the silent night,
comes from the sky a dazzling light.
It comes me close and smiles at me.
I take a breath and feel so free.
As lonely as the night might be.
With this bright light, the worries flee.
The light brings hope, drives out the sorrow.
A new day will begin, tomorrow.
My breath becomes so calm and deep.
I close my eyes and fall asleep.
A letter, written by a man to his friend:
Next time you're in my neck of the woods, just call me.
We had not gone for a pint...for donkey's years.
I hope you still like a good drop of beer.
By the way...do you still smoke? Last year, I quit smoking. I quit smoking cold turkey. You know? It was not that piece of cake but my doctor told me if I don't want to kick the bucket soon, I have to quit smoking. The first days after quitting smoking, I was a little under the weather, but meanwhile, I feel more active and healthy than before. When I told my wife about quitting smoking, she said: "Man, you're all mouth and no trousers."
But then when she realized, I had done it, she was quiet.
I asked her: "You're a bit quiet. Cat got your tongue?"
She just smiled and did not say anything but I believe she was full of the joys of spring.
The fact is, even if cigarettes would cost just one penny I even wouldn't touch them with a barge pole.
Pardon my French, dude, but you are an idiot when you keep smoking.
So then dude, I hope we are still thick as thieves.
Take good care for yourself, please.
We see us!
Explanation of the idioms
To be in someone's neck of the woods = to be in someone's area.
Go for a pint = to drink something together.
To quit smoking = stop smoking.
Donkey's years = for a very long time.
To be under the weather = to feel ill or tired.
To do something cold turkey = to give up a habit or an addiction, abruptly.
To kick the bucket = to die.
To be all mouth and no trousers = to pretend to do something but never actually do it. Cat got your tongue = it 's used to compel someone to speak or to point out their silence when they're being unusually taciturn.
Someone wouldn't touch something or someone with a barge pole = to keep you far away from somewhat or someone.
To be full of the joys of spring= to be very happy.
Pardon my French = in order to excuse in advance a swear word by indicating.
To be thick as thieves = to be close friends who share each others' confidences.
This time I write about love idioms.
It's a dialog between two lovers. Please don't take it too seriously. I know lovers will not have this kind of dialog in their real life.
He: You always catch my eye.
He: I have a crush on you.
She: Are you sure?
He: Yes, you take my breath away when I see you.
She: Don't butter me up, please!
He: I don't butter you up. My feelings are sincere.
She: Isn't that crazy, is it?
He: I cannot love and be wise.
She: How can you know it works with us?
He: I know the course of true love never runs smooth. Just give us a chance.
She: And why especially you and me?
He: I am sure we are a match made in heaven.
She: But we don't know each other long enough.
He: Don't say love makes blind. I have eyes only for you. May I ask you out today?
She: Hmm, I don't know.
He: Let your heart rule your head.
She: And if I fall in love with you?
He: Then let's say the three little words.
She: Will you promise me to build our love nest, then?
He: Everything you want.
She: Do you really love me?
He: I love you to death, you are the love of my life. Let me pop the question.
She: Haven’t you heard of the saying “marry in haste, repent at leisure”?
He: I'll never regret. Let us tie the knot.
She: I hope you don't leave me at the altar.
He: That never happens.
She: (only sighs).
Explanation of the idioms, you can find under the following link:
This blog is my participating in Mishaikh's challenge about using idioms. I chose writing about food-idioms.
I'm going to spill the beans about how much I had to use my noodle to create some sentences by using food idioms. It was not a piece of cake because my sentences should not appear too cheesy.
But then, I told myself "Hey, just try to be as cool as a cucumber. Writing is your cup of tea. What are you afraid of?".
In a nutshell, my writings are still amateurish, and they never will be sold like hot cakes because they are not what we call a big hit.
I am sure I can't bring home bacon with my writings because I am not one of the creams of the crop of writers.
Interesting plots are the bread and butter of a good story.
No one gets served its success handed on a silver platter.
I am not of them who butter someone up for having any benefits.
I'm nuts about writing, and so I will try to spice the things up in my stories much more than before.
But I don't put all of my eggs in one basket, because in case I am failing, I don't want to cry over spilled milk.
*** Something is a big hit = something is very popular.
You can see the food-idioms under the following link:
An expression has been catching my interest while I was reading and commenting on Tam's post "What decides which country you belong to?".
We all often use this expression. "What does mean the globalized world in my understanding?", thought I.
Let me tell my humble and simple opinion, please.
I agree with everyone who says it should not matter where we come from if there exists a globalized world.
But please, look at this world! Is that a real globalized world?
Maybe in that sense that everything we do can influence the whole world and our globe, negative and positive.
At the moment, the world seems more separate than globalized.
States look after their own interests and benefits. They try to favorite those national interests instead of having a view of the big picture of the whole world. Selfishness rules the world.
Do you need some examples?
Here you are:
The Brexit of the United Kingdom.
The independence aspirations of Catalonia in Spain.
The trade war between the US and the rest of the world.
Contracts have been broken and dissolved more quickly than they needed to create, agree and sign them.
Poland, the Czech Republic, Austria, Hungary, The United States, and the UK do not want to take refugees and immigrants, just for example.
At the European Union's borders, border controls take place, which was already abolished by the Schengen agreement.
In Italy, boats and ships with refugees are no longer allowed to land on the coast.
It does not matter if people die. Even Germany, which has received the most refugees in Europe became a country where right-wing populists rise their voices.
It seems we are more close to falling apart than being united.
The US and Britain are always the first to be involved in wars. But when it comes to taking responsibility for refugees, they do not want to do it. Then they ask other countries to build up the devastated countries and to care for the refugees.
The countries start building walls around their borders.
Nationalism is taking space, and the right-wing populist ideology has become socially acceptable again.
People vote in the elections for right-wing parties.
Look at Europe and South America. Right wings are on the rise. It is disgusting.
Enough? Oh, I enumerated just a few examples. There are much more.
Our existence is more interconnected than many people want to believe and accept.
The world is like a spider web. It is stable as long as nobody destroys a part.
Unfortunately, forces want to destroy it.
I am not a politician and not a scientist. I have just my personal view and opinion of a globalized world.
I'm quite sure that people are not ready yet for a real globalized world.
National interests play a too important role.
So we miss our chance of a better world again and again.
The less we help the poor regions to build a stable peace and economy in their countries the more people will leave their countries and go the long march to find a better life. The number of refugees and immigrants will increase.
When I left my house this morning, I was again delighted by the beauty of the fall colors.
Actually, the temperatures are more like summer than fall. We have still about 25 degrees, more or less. That is unusual for October here in our region.
When the sun shines on the leaves of the trees, it seems as if nature has been painting everything in blood-red and gold.
Please, have a look at this beauty!
Who owns the love?
Often, we speak and write about love, We sing songs about love, we write poems and novels. Love is the most popular subject of songwriters and poets.
But we don't ask who the owner of love is.
I have my own theory about it.
Love is not a possession. Even if we love someone, we don't own the love per se.
Love is independent, and nobody knows if and when love hits us. We can't plan to love. It just happens.
Love doesn't have any schedule or ordinary plans.
Love can't be ordered and delivered. Love cannot be forced or demanded.
Love gives itself to us, but if we don't look after it, if we do not appreciate it, love leaves us again. Love comes unexpectedly and stays as long as we deserve it.
Some people say you can't lose the love.
They say if you say you lost the love, you had never loved.
How can they say so? How do they know that?
Nobody can see the love, and nobody can hear and touch the love. Nevertheless, she is the strongest feeling we are capable of. Love touches our hearts and souls, speaks the most wonderful words we ever heard, plays the most romantic melodies, makes us sometimes fools, can make us infinitely happy and sad at the same time.
But nobody can say he/she owns the love. We should treat love as that treasure as it is. Precious and irreplaceable.
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