A. Also there were apes (of whom I will say more later) and birds, birds everywhere: not only flocks of sparrows (or so I called them) that flitted all day chirruping from bush to bush, but on the cliffs above the sea great tribes of gulls and mews and gannets and cormorants, so that the rocks were white with their droppings.
B. In the angle between two of these rocks Cruso had built himself a hut of poles and reeds, the reeds artfully thatched together and woven in and out of the poles with fronds to form roof and walls.
C. For surely, with every day that passes, our memories grow less certain, as even a statue in marble is worn away by rain, till at last we can no longer tell what shape the sculptor’s hand gave it. What memories do you even now preserve of the fatal storm, the prayers of your companions, your terror when the waves engulfed you, your gratitude as you were cast up on the shore, your first stumbling explorations, your fear of savage beasts, the discomforts of those first nights (did you not tell me you slept in a tree?)?
D. He was a kindly man – let me say so now, lest I forget – who deserved a better end.
E. I found it strange that Friday should not understand that firewood was a kind of wood, as pinewood is a kind of wood, or poplarwood; but I let it pass. Not until after we had eaten, when we were sitting watching the stars, as had grown to be our habit, did I speak again.
(all quotes from the novel, Foe, by J. M. Coetzee; 1987)
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Sentence A:
Also there were parents (of whom I will not comment) and children, children everywhere: not only groups of giggling girls (annoying, yes I know) who spent the day flitting from boy to boy, but on the walls surrounding the schoolyard small knots of hipsters and geeks and jocks and Goths, so that the school was alive with their sounds.
Sentence B:
At the junction between two of these trees Brad had built himself a house of scavenged lumber, the lumber unappealingly cobbled together and fastened here and there with nails to make a rudimentary structure.
Sentence (s) C:
For surely, with every year of our life, our feelings become deeper, as even a pool of water is worn away at its bottom, till at last we can no longer see its original shape. What feelings do you even now keep of the years gone by, the games of your youth, your first time away from your home, your amazement at a canopy of stars, your fear of losing a first love, the swift passage of the years (did you think you would live forever?)?
- Imitating a Great Writer:
A. Also, there were sales people (of whom I will not mention) and costumers, costumers everywhere: not only people in the aisles (quite noisy, I know) who try to haggle about cameras with a sales person, but on the displaying cases along with many types of cameras and camcorders and films, so that the store was filled with their noises.
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Sentence A: Also there were ships (anchored behind the sea wall of the houbour) and the animals and the birds everywhere: not only herds of the walrus, seals crouched on the rocky outcrops outside the jagged coastline, but also flocks of the sea gulls hovered high above and a heron or a cormorant flapped his huge wings floating at low, so that the sea gull’s crying, the walrus’s barking and the oceangoing vessel’s foghorn compose a symphony of the modern society and the great nature.
Sentence B: In the one side of the trench of the defense line, soldiers had built themselves the shelters on the open ground—simple as the foxhole but better; the poles were piled on the edges of the trench, and the reeds and branches were thatched , and soil were covered tightly to form the roof.
SentenceD: He was a villain holding sway—let me say so now, lest I forget—who was the last man I want to see.
sentence A:
Also there were police (of whom I will mention more later) and young people, people everywhere: not only gangs of young boys (very scary, I know) who rioted from street to street, but in the ground front of city hall bad riot, politician and leaders and baggers and druggists, so that the ground was filled with their screams.
A)
Also there were flowers (of which I will speak more later) and trees, trees everywhere: not only weeping willows (or so I called them) that covered the scenery completely and fully, but near the mountains by the ocean other larger trees stood and enveloped and consumed, so that they finished the perfect visual contrast.
D)
She was a wicked women- let me say this now, lest I forget her treachery- who needed to find peace.
A. Also there were horses (of whom I will say later) and flowers, flowers everywhere: not only an army of roses (or so they looked) that filled the yard with their beauty, but a collection of allspice in a corner and lilies and daffodils and tulips, so that the yard looked colourful as an art.
B. In between his jobs Mike had built himself a career of his dream, he’s become a lawyer as he always wished to be by taking self paced and on line courses.
D. That was a good time- I realize now, I can say- I wish it never ended.
S.A
And of course there he was(of whom the last person I want to meet and talk) and his new girlfriend, girlfriend as a showing piece: not only as a famouse model(if sleeping with the celebrities was a understood easy path) with her face appearing on TV from time to time, but also started designing her own brand named after his name, so that I could have no way to escape from the overwheling embrassment.
S.B
At the moment I made my most crazy decision, I had compared my own past with the possibilities of my future, my past incredibly indicated all the possibilities of my future.
S.D
He was an attractive man--let's consider in this way, at least to most women--who shouldn't end up desolately.
D.
She was quite a character – let me say so now, lest I forget - who dared to do this in his presence.
E.
Lisa felt it worrying that her older son thought she didn’t love him, as she loves his younger sister, or younger brother; but she let it pass. Not until after they had eaten, when she was checking his homework, as had become to be their routine, did she speak.
C.
For surely, as we grow older , our experiences become even stronger, as even a person in seeking advice is advised by us, till at last we can also advise base on our experiences as adults in life. what experience now do you not forget of your teaching career , your annoyance when children talk, your delight when some were listening intently, your luck when a girl could repeat exactly what you said, your first teaching moments, your smile at attentive students, the embarrassment of those first classes, (did you not tell me chalk-erasers were thrown at you?)?
D.
She was a loving mother—let me say that now, before I die—who deserved not insolent teenagers.
A:
Also there are children (of whom I will mention more alter) and animals, animals everywhere in the petting farm: not only flocks of pigs (or so I called them) that chasing girls all day long roaring from here and there, but near the hay beside the wire fence, tribes of sheep and goats and cows and chickens, so that the ground were filled with their rocking roll.
B
In the corner between two walls of my paper box silk worm built herself a final place of rest, the threads poured out from her mouth and woven all around her body with the shrinking of her body to form the cocoon of her bed.
C
For surely, with every day that passes, my pain has grown more certain, as even sweet dreams has been worn away from the reality of true, till at last I can grow into a strong woman without childish thoughts. What memories do you even now preserve of the happiness, the delicious meal your friend’s mother made for you, the vinegar drinking competition with your classmates, the outpouring of your heart when you know there will be no judgement, your unscheduled visit as we always for each other, your playfulness as you running around backyard alley, your satisfied tummy as you ate with your friends by the street, your outrage as you pulling each other’s hairs, your cards and letter you wrote to each other, your trust that love is unconditional (did you not know it is not possible?)?
D
She was a lovely girl – please allow me to say so, if you don’t agree – who deserved a little praise.
E
I felt it strange that she was so quiet, as she is always noisy, or silly; but I let it pass. Not until after we had eaten, when we were sitting eating dessert, as was sweet treat for us everyday, did she spoke again.
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