Check Your English Grammar With This Easy TechniqueWritten by Heris Yunora
As an International language, English has been used widely in online world. Whether you use it to write a sales letter, a follow up, ads headline, an article, and so on, you need to use it correctly.
Now, by using search engine (Google, etc), you can check:
This sort of tutorial is intended for you who have some basics in English.
For first example, if you want to check whether right word is "below" or "bellow", just type word in search box.
Here are steps:
1.Type word "below" in search box and click "Search".
2.When search result appears, click a website that uses word to make sure that website use it correctly.
3.Notice search result.
4.Now, type word "bellow" in search box and click "Search".
5.Repeat step 2 and 3 for word "bellow".
Here are signals whether word is right or wrong:
-The search result shows a list of websites that use word. In other word, if word is wrong, search result will show nothing.
-If you find that both words have search results, notice number of websites that appear and compare both words. Usually, right word has more search results.
Part 2: Jabberywoky DreamsWritten by K.S. Fellow
Part 2: jabberwoky dreams
In a rather jabberwoky place on moors of placid mists and night’s dim kiss, my face could find no grimace, for a land so rich in untapped joy was hardly a thing to dismiss. No sun light shone, no golden gleam, just a light white and uncanny as bone. So driven with mist and unseen nooks, skies that could not cope with simple ponderings of foolish mind, it was a tinging peak of eternity, a peace one could find. “Where a place is so like unlikely...I gaze in it’s gaze and I am confound to find no answer in any of my bewilderments of such an out stretching land.” I looked as one would look into a mirror, and not realize there own self’s familiar stare. In this distance came a soft tone, a man’s voice in which understanding shown, yet voice was detached of me, and had no awareness of my presence, and before me land became dim form of inside a humble home. The man so free spirited sat in his chair as he sprawled out in his acomadating lair, “Twas not a day in life when I wished not a cloud to dampen suns sweltering purge upon my brow...yet not a day when I have not wished for a quenching pond, yet none has been collected by rains for my pleaser or peace.” With a stir I was compelled to make my self known to him, he, so sturdy and rooted in a life I wished to weave into. So meekly I spoke, “I can be as collected rain, I can be a pond, for such a pure fellow as you, you must be eased to peace...for a heart as yours truly deserves to be quenched, dear sire.” The man’s deep and focused gaze did not flicker in any direction, it stayed pined like an arrow to one spot as he seemed unsure of my voice, then I heard him murmur under a determined strength that seemed always to ring in even his meekest of tones, “A voice like spring winds I have heard in my mind, though not of my thoughts...they could not be...a women in mist waiting for me.....a women I can not see...this can not surly be. Is this a dream that I abide, a place where unworldly secrets can linger and hide.” With a stand, I wondered at these words, moors slowly devouring image of this dreaming man, with an echoed plea I cried out, “Do not leave, I am real! You must know this with out a doubt!” Yet all that was there before my wetted stare, blurred emptiness of unnamed moors, “I am dreaming. Not just he.” And swirling skies ripped of there wonders, a cloth woven perfect then torn, and what was beyond them came my opened eyes, and awakening.