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librarylover   
Apr 13, 2010
Writing Feedback / "a freshly mowed lawn in summer" - Descriptive Senses Composition [7]

Thanks so much for the feedback.

Now I hate to ruin a good essay, but I must makes some drastic changes for the final draft. My school said to avoid expressing personal thoughts and emotional feelings, and it is not to be a narrative. I would appreciate it if anyone would take the time to read the new essay and comment on it. Thanx

PS The major changes are in the first paragraph, and I also took vivien_wang's advice and eliminated some of the "sounds" in the second middle paragraph. Please let me know if you find any inconsistency in the tense, or if you have any other suggestions. Thanx again!

There is a lively scene unfolding outside, one that definitely deserves a closer look. Once in the open air, it is obvious that it is that time of year again. My backyard has fully awoken from its long, cold slumber and sprung to life. Gone is the dead of winter and half-consciousness of spring; here is the bright and busy season so long-awaited. I take a moment to allow my eyes, ears, nose, and skin to take in all that signals the arrival of another summer.

It is truly a mesmerizing sight to behold. Everything is bathed in golden sunlight, except for the long, still shadows cast on the ground. My own black-blue shadow stretches out beside me like a taller twin. A short, emerald carpet rolls out before me, the freshly cut blades scattered in every which way.

Dozens of dragonflies dart around, so undecided about where to land. A blur of blonde fur with a wagging tail is running off in pursuit of them. My dad is straining behind a huge lawnmower that is eating up the yard and spitting out a trail of fresh green cuttings. His red face lights up when he sees the sparkling glasses of lemonade in my hands. The sun above is an unbearably bright, white orb, the sky an endless azure ocean. Sunflower faces the size of dinner plates are turned upward to absorb the rays. Some of the smaller flowers have limp petals and wrinkled stems. My mom has picked up the long green hose that snakes through the garden in an attempt to revive the withering plants. Water cascades out of its mouth and falls like diamonds on the parched earth. A few brown earthworms are wiggling in the mud, while the neighboring army of ants panics over its disturbed home. Through the slats in the fence I can see the gopher tortoises have emerged from their sandy den to rummage through the wild scrub forest for food. My backyard has suddenly become Mother Nature's showcase.

Then there are the sounds of the season that reach my ears like music. The snap of terrier jaws comes from across the lawn, and then the pitter-patter of little paws still chasing dragonflies. The persistent puppy is panting, and every now and then there is the sound of his tongue lapping up water from the bowl on the patio. The swaying tag on his collar clangs like a bell as it beats against the rim of the metal dish. I can hear the dying roar of the lawnmower and the scrape of the shed door being opened. From the direction of the garden comes the squeaky turn of the hose faucet and then the last few drops of water pattering onto the dirt. Moments later there is the slithering of the hose being wound up. Then a hum starts beneath my feet and the sprinklers begin to hiss. The spray of water pounds against the house windows. There is also the sound of ice cubes clinking inside the glasses of lemonade on my tray. However, all of these noises are almost drowned out by the vibrating of countless hidden cicadas. Nature's song is telling me that what I suspected is true.

There are other signs in my backyard that give me further confidence. The heavy metal tray grows slippery in my sweating hands, and the frost on the glasses melts and causes water droplets to race down my fingers. My face is very hot, as if all of the sun's rays are focused upon it. I can feel sweat trickling down my face and burning my eyes, and my shoulders are beginning to feel the sting of severe sunburn. The grass blades tickle my bare feet, but the cool mud brings my toes relief. The only breeze I feel is that caused by my dog racing by my legs, but some of the sprinklers' mist fortunately reaches me. There is, of course, that infamous itchy feeling caused by grass blades sticking to wet skin. The nauseatingly sweet smell of lemonade reaches my nose. There is also a hint of perspiration and suntan lotion in the air. The most obvious scents are those of fresh cut grass and churned earth. These are all telltale signs of a beginning season.

All of my senses are picking up one beautiful message: summer is here. All of the beautiful summer colors are visible, and all of nature is singing. I recognize the touch of summer's hand, and the smells of my baking backyard. Memories of summers past sweep into my mind. All of these familiar details bring with them the excitement of a new summer unfolding before me and the chance to make more memories.
librarylover   
Apr 12, 2010
Writing Feedback / "a freshly mowed lawn in summer" - Descriptive Senses Composition [7]

Someone pointed out to me that my first paragraph reveals too many thoughts and emotional feelings. I was kinda worried that it was too much like a narrative.

So I have to do some editing before I turn it in for grading. This is going to be hard...

I started a new introductory paragraph, but it is definitely lacking. Anyone have any suggestions for me?

There is a lively scene unfolding outside, one that definitely deserves a closer look. My whole backyard has sprung to life. All of the sights, sounds, smells, and feelings reveal that it is that time of year again. The earth is waking up from its deep, cold slumber.
librarylover   
Apr 12, 2010
Writing Feedback / An invention we'd be better off without - essay critique [4]

Very funny, and very true.
But I think that if you want to be a little more professional, you should start with a list of the pros and cons of television (to help organize your arguement).

You can add to the list of cons the negative effects that television has on health, spending, and family bonding. Also, you might be interested in looking up Saint Elizabeth Ann Seton (1774-1821). She had a vision of a black box in the corner of every living room from which the devil would come out. Remember, this was way before television was invented, and she did not understand the vision at the time. But look how it has been fulfilled!

Good luck on your paper : )
librarylover   
Apr 9, 2010
Research Papers / How to start a research paper on the Shack? [6]

Is that THE SHACK, by WM. Paul Young?!?!

I'm guessing your report has to explain the message of the story. Read the back cover: "THE SHACK wrestles with the timeless question: Where is God in a world so filled with unspeakable pain?" If that's the case, there is the main idea of your report.

You need to explain your instructions before we can help you any more.

Good luck : )
librarylover   
Apr 9, 2010
Writing Feedback / "a freshly mowed lawn in summer" - Descriptive Senses Composition [7]

My assignment: Write a five paragraph descriptive composition on what I see, hear, smell, and touch on a freshly mowed lawn in summer. It's really hard not writing my thoughts and feelings! I'm afraid this might be more like a narrative...I'd appreciate some comments and suggestions. Thanks for reading!

A sudden realization dawns on me as I look outside the window. I feel as if I am awakening from a deep, cold sleep. I decide that I must step outside for a closer look. The French doors leading into my backyard open with a loud creak, and a wave of heat like that of an open oven hits me in the face. I step out onto the rough concrete patio, balancing a cold metal tray of lemonade in my hands. So as not to upset the glasses, I carefully maneuver my elbow on the door handle to stop the escape of the cool indoor air. Then I walk out onto the edge of the grass to observe the unfolding scene.

It is truly a mesmerizing sight to behold. Everything is bathed in golden sunlight, except for the long, still shadows cast on the ground. My own black-blue shadow stretches out beside me like a taller twin. A short, emerald carpet rolls out before me, the freshly cut blades scattered in every which way. Dozens of dragonflies dart around, so undecided about where to land. A blur of blonde fur with a wagging tail runs off in pursuit of them. My dad is straining behind a huge lawnmower that is eating up the yard and spitting out a trail of fresh green cuttings. His red face lights up when he sees the sparkling glasses in my hands. The sun above is an unbearably bright, white orb, the sky an endless azure ocean. Sunflower faces the size of dinner plates are turned upward to absorb the rays. Some of the smaller flowers have limp petals and wrinkled stems. My mom has picked up the long green hose that snakes through the garden in an attempt to revive the withering plants. Water cascades out of its mouth and falls like diamonds on the parched earth. A few brown earthworms are wiggling in the mud, while the neighboring army of ants panics over its disturbed home. Through the slats in the fence I can see the gopher tortoises emerge from their sandy den to rummage through the wild scrub forest for food. My backyard has become Mother Nature's showcase.

Then there are the sounds of the season that reach my ears like music. The snap of terrier jaws comes from somewhere in the bushes, and then the sound of little paws still chasing dragonflies. The persistent puppy is panting, and every now and then there is the sound of his tongue lapping up water from the bowl on the patio. The swaying tag on his collar sounds like a bell as it beats against the rim of the metal dish. Then I hear the dying roar of the lawnmower and the scrape of the shed door being opened. From the direction of the garden comes the squeaky turn of the hose faucet and then the last few drops of water pattering onto the dirt. I can hear the slithering of the hose being wound up. Then a hum starts beneath my feet and the sprinklers begin to hiss, the spray of water pounds against the house windows. There is also the sound of ice cubes clinking inside the glasses of lemonade on my tray. However, all of these sounds are almost drowned out by the vibrating of countless hidden cicadas. All of these sounds are telling me that what I suspected is true.

What I feel and smell in my backyard gives me further confidence. The heavy metal tray grows slippery in my sweating hands, and the frost on the glasses melts and causes water droplets to race down my fingers. My face is growing very hot, as if all of the sun's rays are focused upon it. I can feel sweat trickling down my face and burning my eyes, and my shoulders are beginning to feel the sting of severe sunburn. The grass blades tickle my bare feet, but the cool mud brings my toes relief. The only breeze I feel is that caused by my dog racing by my legs, but some of the sprinklers' mist fortunately reaches me. There is, of course, that infamous itchy feeling caused by grass blades sticking to wet skin. The nauseatingly sweet smell of lemonade reaches my nose. There is also a hint of perspiration and suntan lotion in the air. The most obvious scents are those of fresh cut grass and churned earth. These are all telltale signs of a beginning season.

All of my senses are picking up one beautiful message: summer is here. All of the beautiful summer colors are visible, and all of nature is singing. I recognize the touch of summer's hand, and the smells of my baking backyard. Memories of summers past sweep into my mind. All of these familiar details bring with them the excitement of a new summer unfolding before me and the chance to make more memories.
librarylover   
Apr 9, 2010
Undergraduate / bump in the road personal life/why did you choose ucf [3]

Hello.

Ver good, just a couple of mistakes.

i never saw coming (capitalize "I")

mom thinks dads dead (should be dad is, or maybe dad's)

paralzyed (switch z and y)

walk me down the isle (aisle)

My father always wanted the best for his me (see the mistake here?)

for not only my myself (and here?)

because i am a beiever (capitalize "I", add "L" to "believer")

I chose to apply to the university of central florida because i am a beiever. A believer in growth and development. (I think you should connect these two sentences with a semicolon)

"under constuction forever" (I think you mean "construction", add "r")

Remember to add apostrophes to contractions- or leave out contractions altogether and spell out the word (wasnt; wasn't;was not)

Good Luck! : )
librarylover   
Apr 9, 2010
Writing Feedback / Loyalty essay [8]

Hi!

I would suggest working on your first paragraph some more. There should be atleast three middle sentences. The concluding sentence also seems out of place...unnecessary.

Check your spelling and grammar in the main body of the report, and try to organize it into three good paragraphs. Keep the purpose of your report clear.

Your concluding paragraph is only two sentences long!

One last thing: Are Hilary and Suzan characters from a book?

These are just some things I'm learning from my tenth grade English book about essays-I'm not sure what your teacher's instructions were. But don't give up. Keep working on it. Good luck! : )
librarylover   
Apr 7, 2010
Writing Feedback / Two types of transportation: Is Compare and Contrast Clear Enough? [5]

Made a slight change in last paragraph.

Car trips are fairly comfortable and cheap when the family does not need to go far. All families and vacations are different, so it is up to the parents to determine what type of transport is best in the end. Whatever transportation the family chooses to take them to their summer vacation spot, everyone is sure to agree that getting there is half the fun.

That better?!?!
librarylover   
Apr 7, 2010
Writing Feedback / Two types of transportation: Is Compare and Contrast Clear Enough? [5]

Hi!

I have to write a Compare and Contrast Essay, between two types of transportation, using the point-for-point method. I was feeling proud of what I'd done until I reread my essay today. I'm having doubts as to whether it really follows all the requirements of a good compare and contrast essay. I would appreciate any thoughts anyone might have. Thank you!


Summer vacation is fast approaching. While kids are busy planning all the fun they will have, parents are responsible for planning how they will reach their destination. Flying and driving are obviously the top two travel options, but mom and dad must do some research in order to make a final decision. There are a lot of important details to take into consideration when choosing a mode of transportation. To find out whether wings or wheels are the best decision for the family, a comparison must first be made concerning cost, convenience, and safety.

Price is definitely a big issue when it comes to traveling. Parents are going to want to have as much fun as possible while spending as little money as possible. Determining whether flying or driving is better, cost-wise, depends on several factors. Distance and number of travelers are very important details that need to be known before the family can figure out anything else. When it comes to flying, ticket prices are the main concern. Plane tickets vary in price according to destination and time of purchase. Buying tickets well in advance ultimately leads to the best deal, although a family can choose to take a risk by waiting and buying tickets on short notice when there is a chance that they will also find a deal. With driving the biggest concern is gas prices, but the family must also keep in mind the cost of necessary maintenance. Travel inflicts hidden wear and tear on a vehicle, and there is always the risk of an accident. Tolls add even more to the total cost. However, the price per person actually gets cheaper when carpooling. This is unlike travel by plane, where everyone has to buy his or her own ticket. Also, there are taxi and parking fees, as well as the price of a rental car, to think about when taking a plane to one's destination. Flying also means that there is a restriction on luggage size and weight, so some items may have to be bought or rented once the family reaches their vacation spot. With a car the family is free to bring along whatever they have enough room for. It is estimated that a one-way trip from New York City to Philadelphia by plane would cost $66.00 per person. For a car with 22.6 miles per gallon, 5.5 cents per mile for maintenance, and with gasoline prices at $3.00 per gallon, the same trip would cost $19.00. A one-way trip from New York City to Los Angeles would cost approximately $151.00 if flying. Driving a car with the same specifications mentioned above over the same distance would cost about $524.00. Thus, the family can reach the conclusion that the car is the cheapest mode of transportation for short trips, but that the plane is the better deal when it comes to long trips.

Of course, the family is going to want to make sure that the trip is worth their money as far as speed and comfort are concerned. At first glance the plane might seem to be the quickest way to travel, but a closer look reveals that this is not necessarily true. Parents must remember to add the amount of time it takes to reach the terminal and then the time spent waiting there. A one-way trip from New York City to Philadelphia is 102 miles. It would take about two and a half hours to drive non-stop, and a flight would take about half an hour. However, if one assumes that the wait will be one hour, as well as the trip to and from the terminal, the flight is no better than the car trip. This is assuming, also, that there will be no flight delays. When driving, however, there are of course the possible delays that could arise from weather, road construction, and other unavoidable circumstances. The family may also make several stops along the way for meals and other reasons. It takes about forty-three hours to drive non-stop over the two-thousand plus miles separating New York City and Los Angeles. The six hours it takes to fly the same distance, plus the two and a half hours of travel and waiting at the terminal, results in eight and a half total hours spent if the family opts to take the plane. The car can probably be awarded first place, though, when it comes to comfort because of the freedom one has when driving. The driver can stop wherever and whenever he chooses, and he can bring along whoever and whatever he wants. The slower pace offers vehicle passengers a great chance for sightseeing, as well. On the other hand, flying gives one the opportunity to read, study, work, or sleep while traveling; the driver can do none of these things while behind the wheel. Also, it is up to parents to decide what mode of transportation would be best for their children. Both parties can become restless and impatient on a long car trip, but certain children may not be mature enough to ride on an airplane. When it comes to convenience, the car is, again, best for short distances, and the plane is best for long distances.

Safety is the most important concern for the family when traveling. Many people have a fear of flying, usually because they do not have the control in a plane that they feel they have in a car. In reality, though, there is little control in either situation. Flying involves having trust in the pilot, while driving involves having trust in other drivers. Bad weather and mechanical problems are inevitable safety hazards for both flyers and drivers. Plane crashes reported in the news are another source of fear, but the reason that these crashes are reported in the first place is that they are so rare. Car crashes happen every day, so the news does not need to make a big deal out of them. To find out which mode of transportation is safer takes an amount of study. While cars are more likely to be involved in an accident, passengers are not injured or killed in every incident. Planes, on the other hand, rarely crash, but when they do, it is usually fatal for all on board. The fatality rate per billion passenger miles traveled has been estimated to be 7.2 for cars and 2.3 for airplanes. For a vacation spot at a decent distance from home, it would be safest to take the family on a plane ride.

After looking into the cost, convenience, and safety of both modes of transportation, the plane appears to be the winner for long distance traveling and the car remains good for traveling close to home. Airplanes are worth the money spent on far away vacations because they can bring the family quickly and safely. Car trips are fairly comfortable and cheap when the family does not need to go far. Whatever transportation the family chooses to take them to their vacation spot in the end, everyone is sure to agree that getting there is half the fun.
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