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I decided to practice in english so I wrote some short story. nothing special, really just for practice. anyway I hope you will find it nice and that it not too bad.
it called: The Date
It was a sunny but windy day when they had their first date. They sat in a little coffee shop in the suburb of the city. He waited for this meeting for a long time and hoped it will work alright between them.
She had blue eyes and when he looked into her eyes they remind him his hometown. Her eyes were like the sky he could see in his childhood, through the windows of his grandfather home, which was in the top of a little hill way back, up there, in the north. He loved to go there when he was a little boy and used to be there for hours. He continued to go there till the day his grandfather died. His dad once told him that his grandfather bought this home from an old man which fought in many wars. "Not here" he said "in the place he came from", but he never told him where it was.
She smiled at him but he didn't smile back. He remembered his grandfather's funeral. It was the mid of June when his grandfather went to fishing in the near lake and drowned there. No one is really sure what happened in this day. "Don't be sad about him" his dad told him, "anyway he was just old, crazy man". Those words didn't help; he loved this imperfect, damaged, old, crazy man.
"Is every thing is alright?" she asked him. "Ha yes, just…thoughts".
In July of the same year he sat with his mom to a cup of cold tee, to speak a bit about this and that. "I wanted to tell you something and I want you not to take it too hard" she said. "Me and your dad, well, there is no easy way to say it…" he looked at her; she seems to be sad, but with some hope in her deep green eyes." We decided to divorce". He couldn't believe. "What? Why? You are married like since ever". His mom groaned. "It is boring to wake up every day and to see the same pace, to be with someone that you know every thing about him. I want something new, I want to open new chapter in my life". "You are 45, mom! What new chapter? You and dad, you date since high school! You all what you know, you all what you have!" she stood up "you don't understand". "You can't do it! You destroy all what you built for years!" he stood up as well, he went to her. "Mom, don't". "What do you understand? You know shit! You are still in diapers". He went away. He shaved his head.
In September of the same year he came home to say "mom, dad I'm going to the army". They told him not to but he packaged a bag and took a bus, left his hometown for good.
"Ha I wonder what you think of" she said and she looked into his green eyes and His green eyes reminded her the green trees around the little peaceful village she grow up in, way back, there in Holland.
ok hope you loved it and that someone will correct it XD
anyway- have a good day! : )
it called: The Date
It was a sunny but windy day when they had their first date. They sat in a little coffee shop in the suburb of the city. He waited for this meeting for a long time and hoped it will work alright between them.
She had blue eyes and when he looked into her eyes they remind him his hometown. Her eyes were like the sky he could see in his childhood, through the windows of his grandfather home, which was in the top of a little hill way back, up there, in the north. He loved to go there when he was a little boy and used to be there for hours. He continued to go there till the day his grandfather died. His dad once told him that his grandfather bought this home from an old man which fought in many wars. "Not here" he said "in the place he came from", but he never told him where it was.
She smiled at him but he didn't smile back. He remembered his grandfather's funeral. It was the mid of June when his grandfather went to fishing in the near lake and drowned there. No one is really sure what happened in this day. "Don't be sad about him" his dad told him, "anyway he was just old, crazy man". Those words didn't help; he loved this imperfect, damaged, old, crazy man.
"Is every thing is alright?" she asked him. "Ha yes, just…thoughts".
In July of the same year he sat with his mom to a cup of cold tee, to speak a bit about this and that. "I wanted to tell you something and I want you not to take it too hard" she said. "Me and your dad, well, there is no easy way to say it…" he looked at her; she seems to be sad, but with some hope in her deep green eyes." We decided to divorce". He couldn't believe. "What? Why? You are married like since ever". His mom groaned. "It is boring to wake up every day and to see the same pace, to be with someone that you know every thing about him. I want something new, I want to open new chapter in my life". "You are 45, mom! What new chapter? You and dad, you date since high school! You all what you know, you all what you have!" she stood up "you don't understand". "You can't do it! You destroy all what you built for years!" he stood up as well, he went to her. "Mom, don't". "What do you understand? You know shit! You are still in diapers". He went away. He shaved his head.
In September of the same year he came home to say "mom, dad I'm going to the army". They told him not to but he packaged a bag and took a bus, left his hometown for good.
"Ha I wonder what you think of" she said and she looked into his green eyes and His green eyes reminded her the green trees around the little peaceful village she grow up in, way back, there in Holland.
ok hope you loved it and that someone will correct it XD
anyway- have a good day! : )
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it's called: the date
He waited for this meeting for a long time and hoped it would work out alright between them.
She had blue eyes and when he looked into her eyes they remind him of his hometown.
Her eyes were like the sky he could see in his childhood, through the windows of his grandfather's home, which was in the top of a little hill way back, up there, in the north.
He loved to go there when he was a little boy and used to stay there for hours.
He continued to go there until the day his grandfather died.
His dad once told him that his grandfather bought this home from an old man who had fought in many wars.
It was the middle of June when his grandfather went to fishing in the nearby lake and drowned there.
No one is really sure what happened on that day.
"Don't be sad about him" his dad told him, "anyway he was just an old, crazy man".
In July of the same year he sat with his mom to a cup of cold tea, to speak a bit about this and that.
He couldn't believe it.
You've been married like since ever".
"It is boring to wake up every day and to see the same face, to be with someone that you know every thing about him.
You and dad, you've dated since high school!
You destroy everything that you built for years!" he stood up as well and went to her.
"Ha I wonder what you think of" she said and she looked into his green eyes and His green eyes reminded her the green trees around the little peaceful village she grew up in, way back, there in Holland.
Your English is really good already :) Nice story
I decided to practice in English so I wrote a short story.
It's nothing special, really, just for practice.
Anyway, I hope you will find it nice. (The "not too bad" doesn't add anything, because "nice" already implies that.)
It's called "The Date".
They sat in a little coffee shop in the suburbs.
He had waited for this meeting for a long time and hoped it will work out alright between them.
She had blue eyes, and when he looked into them they remind him his hometown.
Her eyes were like the sky: he could see in his childhood through the windows of his grandfather's home, which was at the top of a little hill way back, up there, in the north.
His dad once told him that his grandfather had bought this home from an old man who had fought in many wars.
"Not here," he said, "but in the place he came from", but he never told him where it was.
She smiled at him, but he didn't smile back.
It was mid-June when his grandfather went fishing in a nearby lake and drowned there.
No one is really sure what happened that day.
"Don't be sad about him," his dad told him. "Anyway, he was just a crazy old man."
Those words didn't help; he loved this imperfect, damaged, crazy old man.
"Is everything alright?" she asked him.
In July of the same year he sat with his mom, drinking a glass of iced tea, speaking a bit about this and that.
"I want to tell you something, and I don't want you to take it too hard," she said.
"Your dad and I, well, there is no easy way to say it…" he looked at her; she seemed to be sad, but with some hope in her deep green eyes. "We've decided to divorce."
He couldn't believe it.
You've been married, like, since forever".
"It's boring to wake up every day and see the same face, to be with someone that you know every thing about.
I want something new. I want to open a new chapter in my life".
"You're 45, Mom!
You and dad, you've dated since high school!
You all what you know, you all what you have!" she stood up "you don't understand". (I don't understand this part. Something seems to be missing, possibly a verb, or perhaps you tried to translate an idiom word-for-word.)
You'll destroy everything you've built for years!" he stood up as well, and he went to her.
In September of the same year he came home to say, "Mom, Dad, I'm going into the army".
They told him not to, but he packaged a bag, took a bus, and left his hometown for good.
"Ha, I wonder what you're thinking about," she said, and she looked into his green eyes. They reminded her of the green trees around the little peaceful village she grow up in, way back, there in Holland.
"You all what you know, you all what you have!"- his mom has only his dad and the other way around and they ,as couple, all what they know in their life. that what I meant in this sentence.
You only know the family you have!" she stood up. "You don't understand."
Hmmm... Perhaps something like this?
I think the word "all" is a key sticking point. It doesn't seem to belong in this sentence, but I'm not sure what word to replace it with, because I'm not sure what it's supposed to mean or even what other word it's supposed to be modifying. Is "all" an adjective or an adverb? Does it modify the subject ("you"), the verb ("are"), or the object ("what you [know/have]")? I can't tell.
I'm also not at all sure that "what" is the ideal pronoun for this sentence. It's possible that "that" would work better, but I'm not sufficiently confident of my understanding of the meaning of the sentence to be sure of that.