If you have never failed, you have never lived.
"Professional English Forum" is created for the professionals of all fields who use 'English Language' in their everyday dealings. The purpose of this blog is to enhance all four communication skills (Reading, writing, listening and most importantly speaking) in English language. Knowledge sharing by anyone will be appreciated.
Thursday, 30 August 2012
Tuesday, 21 August 2012
Sunday, 19 August 2012
Critical Thinking
With increased societal polarization, especially political, where people are bombarded with "facts" and opinions by pundits and experts, too many people choose to blindly follow their pundit of choice like rats following the Pied Pipers, without really thinking and questioning. I've felt that if more people were exposed to critical thinking principles, they might at least be able to identify when statements, opinions and actions aren't completely rational. This video is about teaching some very basic critical thinking standards with the intent to intrigue the viewer enough about critical thinking to learn more about the subject.
Friday, 17 August 2012
Thursday, 16 August 2012
Wednesday, 15 August 2012
Monday, 13 August 2012
Never give up
This is a Very Inspirational video of a Runner Named Derek Redmond who seriously Injured himself during an Olympic Race. Despite the searing Pain and Distortion he Kept on Running. As he was Limping on the Track an Older man Ran Down and Broke though security to Support him, it was his Father. " if Never Give up in Life you Cant Fail "
A Failure to Communicate
Two girls meet in a station. One wears a veil. The other is deaf. Problems arise.
Sunday, 12 August 2012
Thursday, 9 August 2012
Tuesday, 7 August 2012
Friday, 3 August 2012
English is a Funny Language
Let's Face It...
"English Is a Phunny Language"
There is no egg in the eggplant,
No ham in the hamburger
And neither pine nor apple in the pineapple.
English muffins were not invented in England,
French fries were not invented in France.
No ham in the hamburger
And neither pine nor apple in the pineapple.
English muffins were not invented in England,
French fries were not invented in France.
We sometimes take English for granted, but if we examine its paradoxes we find that:
Quicksand takes you down slowly,
Boxing rings are square,
And a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
Quicksand takes you down slowly,
Boxing rings are square,
And a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
If writers write, how come fingers don't fing?
If the plural of tooth is teeth,
Shouldn't the plural of phone booth be phone beeth?
If the teacher taught,
Why hasn't the preacher praught?
If the plural of tooth is teeth,
Shouldn't the plural of phone booth be phone beeth?
If the teacher taught,
Why hasn't the preacher praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables,
What the heck does a humanitarian eat?
Why do people recite at a play,
Yet play at a recital?
Park on driveways and
Drive on parkways?
How can the weather be as hot as hell on one day
And as cold as hell on another?
What the heck does a humanitarian eat?
Why do people recite at a play,
Yet play at a recital?
Park on driveways and
Drive on parkways?
How can the weather be as hot as hell on one day
And as cold as hell on another?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language where a house can burn up as it burns down,
And in which you fill in a form
By filling it out
And a bell is only heard once it goes!
And in which you fill in a form
By filling it out
And a bell is only heard once it goes!
English was invented by people, not computers,
And it reflects the creativity of the human race
(Which of course isn't a race at all.)
And it reflects the creativity of the human race
(Which of course isn't a race at all.)
That is why:
When the stars are out they are visible,
But when the lights are out they are invisible.
And why it is that when I wind up my watch
It starts,
But when I wind up this poem
It ends.
When the stars are out they are visible,
But when the lights are out they are invisible.
And why it is that when I wind up my watch
It starts,
But when I wind up this poem
It ends.
Wednesday, 1 August 2012
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