I am a Teacher, lecturer cum Private tutor, and Freelance writer for your thesis, essay or assignment. I like writing blog, and novel in my free time. I love watching horror movie and variety show, especially RUNNING MAN. I love travel but it too costly,.. I am not smiling, but everyone will smile whenever they meet me,..


Please do contact me - My first mail ; imaninuryase@gmail.com / Whatsapp; 01125522013


Monday, August 19, 2013

SAMPLE OF ADJECTIVE IN YOUR SPM ESSAY



I smell the sweet fragrance of the rose petals which was scattered on the elegant red carpet. While walking on it, I was astounded by the melodious romantic song playing. I, wearing a gorgeous, shining, shimmering and glittering gown, was feeling very nervous. I was the center of attraction that I saw the crowd starring at me. Then, there was a mysterious guy who offered his hands showing that he wants me to dance with him.
................................................


You can call me ‘Nicole’ as people often called me. I’m 15 years old, fourth year high school student. I’m just a simple and ordinary girl. I’m a picture of a girl with straight, long and black hair not that pointed nose, tender pinkish lips, and a bit sparkly little eyes, with brown complexion and an average height. 
...............................................


But unluckily, I can’t find it that time so instead, I wear my old unfashioned eyeglasses. I was really rushing that I even forgot to comb my hair.
................................................


Unfortunately it was right behind his, "Did you see your face in the mirror again... I know it gets me down everyday." 
“Then turn around and you won't have to see it." I said bitterly.
...............................................


For example, women have typically not been allowed to work in "death professions." I am sure that as our society grows everyone will have an equal chance at these wonderful jobs. I found it appalling that he even objected to differential treatment of children in hostage situations. 
................................................


The person I like the most is my dad. He is a man of balanced personality with full of love. Everyone says that to them their mother means everything. Their mothers are the one who taught them how to walk, eat, manners and all other basic things.
.................................................


I have always seen my dad working 12 hours a day.   I have always seen him working hard. I always ask him to take a vacation, but he never does taking me to the boarding school which has 3 hours drive.   He says that he enjoys working.  
..................................................


If someone asks me “Who is the promising person I have ever met, I would say my dad”. Till 19 years I have never seen my dad breaking his promise, until and unless something really serious comes up. 
..................................................



.................................................


Everyone knows that mother’s love is the greatest in the world. When I see how my mother behaves towards my father, brothers, sisters and me, I am filled with pride. In everything that she does, there is a touch of love. Even when she washes the dishes, she makes sure that they are clean so that no one in her family will become ill.
..................................................


Jim runs. Quickly he moves. Legs pump up and down. Arms swing rapidly. Sweat pours freely from a sticky face. Nostrils flare with air. 
..................................................


The she loves her family is proved every day. When my youngest brother is very hungry late in the night and cries for milk, she wakes up at once to make for him, even if she is tired or ill. In the same way, she wakes up before all the others and goes to bed last, so that everyone in the family can receive her care. If anyone in the family is ill, she is the one who is the most worried.
..................................................


Such care and love no one in the world can give to me

.............................................................................................

No comments:

Post a Comment

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.