Thursday, 29 September 2011

The silk scarf

Setting
It took place at Oriental plaza in Johannesburg a shopping centre where the shops are owned by Indian people

Her name was Mrs Nebo, a wife of the man who is going to be foreign minister in the new government. She was of medium height, with heavy ions. Her smooth- skinned complexion having been pampered by beauticians in Sandston salon. Her companion was her friend Margaret. She used to wear fancy clothes (designer and expensive jewellery emerged). She had money (wealthy) that's why she used to pay with cheques. She was incredulous, because she never wanted to believe what Mr Saur (shop owner) told her. She was brave enough to urge with Mr Saur regardless the rules and regulation of making payment. She lived in Houghton. She had chauffeur -driven Mercedes Benz.

Plot
It started with Mrs Nebo and Margit dropped to Oriental Plaza in fords burg by the two chauffeurs- driven Mercedes Benz. After sometimes, Mrs Nebo and Marget bought some shoes, then some jewellery, then swimming costumes. Later on Mrs Nebo saw a lovely Indian dress on dummy in a shop window and decided to buy it. She went into the shop to shop until she came to Moghul Boutique and there Mrs Nebo was shown a silk scarf by a short gaunt-looking man. She felt in love with the scarf and decided to buy it. She asked the selling price which was hundred and ten rands and she was given a discount by leaving out the tax. She counted the money that was in her handbag and found out that she was fifteen rand shot. She told the shopkeeper that'' i haven't enough cash'' and asked the shopkeeper that she will give him a cheque. A shopkeeper refused and shown her to a trip of carboard which signalled in scarlet ''no credit no cheque but cash only''. Mrs Nebo looked at the word and felt offended immediately, because she was knew that her cheques never botched, but the shopkeeper never believed or accepted. The shopkeeper took back the scarf to the hanger and it started just like a dispute. Mrs Nebo and Margeret tried to threaten and convinced the shopkeeper to accept the cheque but he never accepted. Mr Sader spoke to Mrs Sakur Gujurati and told him of the danger of offending his wife of an important politician and told him to accept the cheque but he never wanted. Mr Sader spoke to him again and decided to buy the scarf and present it to the lady that's why Mrs Nebo was very happy after receiving the gift and thanked the traders. Finally she told Mr Sakur '' as for people like you there will be no place for them in the new democratic of South Africa


Monday, 26 September 2011

THROUGH THE TUNNEL

1. SETTING:
Time: It happened during summer
place: It happened at Villa beach

2. PLOT:
It started with the first morning, when Jerry went to the beach (Villa beach).
The next morning, his mother asked Jerry whether he was tired of the usual beach, in the sense that, when it was time for the routine of swimming and sunbathing.Later on jerry met the boys (they did not speak the same language as Jerry did)  on the edge of a small cape. After some time, Jerry swam deep under the sea and he saw a black wall of rock looming at him, which was a barrier in terms of visibility to see across.
 At some point, he got head in, found his shoulder jammed, moved them in sidewise and was inside as far as his waist.He pushed himself out backward when he clammy touched his mouth and saw a dark frond moving against the greyish rock. That was his first attemption to enter into the hole of the tunnel.  At some point he learnt to control his breathing thereby let himself down into the water with a big stone in his arms. He counted one, two, three and he could hear the movement of blood in his chest. Fifty-one, fifty-two............. His chest was hurting, then he released the rock and went up into the air. The last attemption was a horrible to him because h e almost died, because when he tore off his goggles and a gout of blood went into the sea and that was the last part of the storry.

3.MAIN CHARACTER
Jerry was a young English boy.
He was the only son (fatherless), because his mother was a widow.
He was 11 years old.
He was a good swimmer just like a fish.
He knew how to speak French.
He was a incredulous, because  he was unwilling or unable to give his exploration of the tunnel under the sea.

Monday, 19 September 2011

experiences about creating a blog account

As we know that technology has became a problem, in terms of being competent when it comes to access to the sources (computers), I experienced various problems as they are follow; first one must create a gmail account in order to get hold of creating a blogger account, which is the main motive behind. This has been troubling me, because The ploytechnic of Namibia has limited facilities where one can use to do all the activities regarding to the use of computer. In addition, the computers I have been using normally get freezing, meaning that they gave me tough time to make progression. Although thing were going nagatively, I managed to create my gmail account which allowed to create my blogger account. I am looking forward tio get used and be up to date with blogger account. Moreover, I wolud to share new experiences as much as possible via blogger account. On the issue, up to now I really do not have a clear picture of how to use this web page called blogger, but its my pleasure to get to know how to get access to it. Also, I am very innovative person, thats why im willing to learn new things. I edge The Polytechnic of Namibia to have specialists when it comes to getting access to computers and being competent towards computers. Allow me to post and publish my concerns of creating a blogger account and your feedback would be my special guest.