Two Stories-Writing

**shosha s3eed** · 07-05-2012, 11:14 PM

لسلام عليكم ورحمه الله وبركاته

كيفكم اخباركم

بليز احتاج مساعدتكم ضروري اليوم
عندي تكليف

هدي القصه و اكتب قصه من الحياه او الواقع نفس القصه يعني مو عارفه كيف افهمكم
بس انو قصه صارت معايا نفس موضوع القصه
ادا تقدرون ابي ثنتين

Karate Kid
As I had my first child, I promised myself to never be a pushy (over-ambitious) parent. I was going to be a very patient and understanding mother.
Five years later my little boy was about to test for his yellow belt in karate. This was a big deal for us, especially me. I practiced all day, with him; all of the things that I thought would be on his test. As a five-year-old child, he wasn't taking it seriously, because it was "Mom" trying to help him. He did not listened to me and played the whole time. I found myself yelling (screaming- shouting) and telling him he would never get the belt acting like that. I was trying to teach him his back-flip (one of the Karate movements). He continued to play and I continued to yell. Finally I had made him feel like he couldn't accomplish anything, just as I promised myself I wouldn't do.
Still mad and stubborn I couldn't give in. I had to teach him this flip. He was doing fine with it by the time we had to leave to go to karate. While taking the test, he did great. His instructor would ask him to do something, and it came natural for him. He never asked him to do the back-flip. He had passed his yellow belt test.
We got in the car to go home, when he looked at me and said "Mom, why did you make me do that back-flip so many times, when it wasn't even on the test." The words wouldn't have meant anything to anyone else, but it was a slap in my face. I had had no confidence (belief- trust) in my child that had known all along what he was doing and he knew it. For the rest of the night I talked about him proudly to everyone I spoke to because I was so happy he had passed the test. That night while lying in bed, I told him I loved him.
He was playing and didn't say anything, just laughed lightly. I said "I really do love you baby." I was still feeling guilty, and also wondering if he had forgiven me. Finally he replied in the sweetest voice, "I know you do, but I love you more."
He had forgiven me and I had decided that his feeling were more important than any test he would ever take. I made a new promise to be better mother and to accept that he was only a child and sweet to my heart.

هذي هي القصه و شكرا مقدما

بليز احتاجها اليوم ضروري

**Alsqour.w** · 08-05-2012, 12:08 AM

وعليكم السلام

الحقيقة مافهمت المطلوب
واللي فهمتو انك محتاج/ة لقصتين شبيهه بالقصة السابقة
هذي قصتين قصار من الواقع
اتمنى ان تكون مفيدة
مع التحية
Alsqour.W

(1)

Sometimes people ask me, “Do you like your job?” I say,
“I love it.” I always meet interesting people from different countries.
Everyday, I start work very early. By nine-thirty, I meet my group
of tourists at the hotel. Then, we start our trip around the city.
I always take them to historical places, such as ancient mosques
and museums. For lunch, I usually take the tourists to typical
Egyptian restaurants. In the evenings, we often visit other places
such as the Pyramids of Al Giza where tourists greatly enjoy the Sight
and Sound Show. They also enjoy visiting traditional market places, especially Khan Al-
Khaleeli. I often help them shop around because they don’t speak Arabic.
My work keeps me away from home for long hours. I usually return home at 5.30 p.m. Sometimes,
I stay away for days when I take tourists to Aswan or Hurghada, but I enjoy it. My wife and kids don’t
like my job. I seldom go out with them on holidays because I am busy showing other people around.

(2)
sometimes friendship hurts
When I first met Khalid, I never expected we could become
friends. We were so different. I was talkative and social while
he was shy and quiet. So, when he took the seat next to mine
in class, I thought to myself “What a bore”. As I got to know
him better, I found him to be really nice, kind and patient. Soon,
we became very good friends.
However, after we both joined the school basketball team,
things started to change. We spent hours practising together, but the coach liked the
way I played better. He advised me to join the local basketball team. This aroused of
jealousy in Khalid. He was not happy for me and started to embarrass me and hurt my
feelings. naturally, I was very upset.
A few weeks later, something happened that completely ruined our friendship.
I was chosen to play in the national basket ball team. When my friends heard the news,
they were all happy except for Khalid who was angry and said "You are becoming a
real snob."
Our team won the final game. Although everybody was happy and proud of our team,
there was feeling of bitterness inside me. Months passed and I moved to a different
school. I don't see Khalid any more, but I have much better friends now.