This something I scribbled down in an english class while we were meant to be writting in the style of Dickens, it was meant to be describing an experience with a teacher…

This is a piece of writing written by me and translated from French to English. I wish I could keep it in its original form, but for some reason it will not allow it.

There are different types of English for example Canadian English, US English and English. English is the language of hope because it comes from a country where the Greenwich meridian time zone is located. The Greenwich meridian time zone separates the times zones, for example when it is midnight in Paris, it is seven o’clock in the morning in Nairobi.

A simple little ode that I wrote a rough draft of in English class. I decided to edit it into a final draft and publish it.

Here’s a haiku that I wrote about my parents. Tell me what you think please, and on a side note, this took me literally five minute to write.

Only half way through chapter three, a short story.

The English language has become an international language of the people, because in most countries of the world uses.

My English teacher Mr. Gotlife, had us do a 30 second writing assignment. He just told us to write down what ever we were thinking at that time. This assignment changed my views and my perspectives on the world of literature.

ps. Sorry for the spelling errors, we only had 30 second to write it! =]

This is dedicated to those writers who have felt what I have felt. You are not alone.

A brief assignment I did for English.