Grammar is important.
Especially when involving words…
In today’s world, written word is growing مزید and مزید common. With the fairly حالیہ introduction of text messaging, email, IM services, social networks, and online self publishing (which is what we’re all doing here on Fanpop when we post articles, and what I am mainly addressing), it is not only important how your words sound, it’s just as important, if not مزید so, how they look.
link* to me, some people seem to believe that spelling and grammar is not at all important in these self publications.
Just to فہرست a few examples I’ve come across:
" so what if [your spelling] is wrong it just mean that u r writing this from ur دل and not really caring about the spelling"
This, I can see this person’s point, but that is what a rough rough draft is for. (I don’t know if rough rough is the proper term, but that’s what my 12th grade English teacher called it)
" dont tell me what to do. A lot of people love my articles....they dont care if things are spelt wrong....your not wiser, یا smarter then me soo leave me alone. "
This, I find to be very ignorant.
Yet another one.
" o wow come on who cares if her spelling is messed up!"
Please, let me tell you.
(I have quoted three different people. I’m not targeting anyone)
Why spelling is important:
Spelling can be defined as a code that uses letter sequences to represent specific words that have an associated pronunciation and meaning within the mental dictionary.
As stated above, how your words look is very important. Your eyes need to actually see this code before your brain can decode it.
Some people read strictly for the content (newspaper یا magazine article, movie review, and so on), but many other people (many people on Fanpop) read to feel something. To get into the writers mind and truly relate to the story. Reading around typos and misspellings is very annoying and takes a little too much مزید effort than it’s worth. It makes آپ think to yourself,
If the مصنف doesn’t care enough about what he/she is saying, then why should I even bother reading this?
NONE of us want that.
Some of آپ may consider bringing up this little item:
“I cluod not blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch sudty at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and آپ can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter سے طرف کی istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas thgouht slpeling was ipmorantt.“
I admit, this isn’t the most difficult thing to read, but it’s not the most enjoyable thing to read either. As a writer, آپ don’t want people to just read your stories. آپ want them to enjoy the experience and feel the urge to do it again and again.
The difference between a spelling error and a typo:
A typo is generally an accident, such as آپ hit the wrong key سے طرف کی mistake, whereas a spelling error is, in a way, intentional. آپ honestly believe the word is spelled a certain way, when in reality, it’s not.
Example:
I always feel ridiculed when users تبصرہ on my horrible spelling.
Typo: I alwsys feel ridiculed when users commment on my horrible spelling.
Notice how on the keyboard, the s is right اگلے to the a. This is a simple mistake I’ve seen almost everyone make. Adding an extra letter, یا leaving one out is also very common, along with reversing the order of two letters.
Spelling error: I always feel ridaculed when users تبصرہ on my horrable spelling.
There’s not really any simple slip of the finger that would justify this. None that I can see یا understand, at least.
When speaking, spelling means absolutely nothing, but when writing, it makes all the difference in the world.
I was going to include why grammar is important as well, but I feel I’ve been typing forever, so I’ll end it here.
*I only did that because I love The Killers.
I sat alone.
No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.
I sat alone.
In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.
I sat alone.
I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.
I sat alone.
No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.
I sat alone.
Surrounded سے طرف کی my thoughts, but no people. سے طرف کی my words, but no friends.
I sat alone.
Until a girl came and sat سے طرف کی me.
I sat with a girl.
She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”
I sat with a friend.
No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.
I sat alone.
In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.
I sat alone.
I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.
I sat alone.
No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.
I sat alone.
Surrounded سے طرف کی my thoughts, but no people. سے طرف کی my words, but no friends.
I sat alone.
Until a girl came and sat سے طرف کی me.
I sat with a girl.
She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”
I sat with a friend.
On a foggy دن ,
Following the light ,
Running far away .
There was a little car ,
Driven سے طرف کی two children ,
Made out of plastic and gum ,
With a fake license number .
And the car was the product
Of one’s imagination,
It was the guide through the forest
Of his life’s interpretation.
And the forest was dark
And hunted سے طرف کی wolves ,
Full of tears and pain
And of smiles went to vain.
And this kid was an orphan,
Slowly rushing through life ,
Searching for his mother ,
Waiting to be held tight.
He is lost and scared ,
Yet unstoppable ,
Cause all his life he’s spent
Walking through that forest.
We ain’t all lucky and rich
یا have families.
The truth is we only have ourselves,
To make our own journies.
This orphan’s an example
For those who don’t know ,
That that forest is the rode
We all have to go on .
1st Person = I, we, me, us, my, mine, our, ours. 2nd Person = you, your, yours. 3rd Person = he, she, it, they, him, her, it, them, his, her, hers, it, their, theirs.
First person writing is when the characters is speaking directly toward another person(You). آپ use words like "I", "Mine", "We", "Us." The character is telling the story to آپ themselves.
Second Person
Third person is the exact opposite. Instead of the character talking to you, the narrator is talking about the character. Your main words are "You", and "Your."
Third Person
Third person is almost similar to سیکنڈ person. The narrator is talking to you, but instead they use words like "He", "She", "It", and "They." Third person کتابیں often have the most detail.
For مزید detailed descriptions, go to: link
this my poem...I just wrote it randomly...Don't know if it's any good...what do آپ think?
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If آپ love him,
Tell him so.
If آپ love him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Don’t hide away,
Wishing all day,
Don’t hide away,
Just come out and say.
“Yes, I love you,
I’ve told آپ so.
And if آپ love me,
Please don’t go.”
“Yes, I love you,
I’ve told آپ so.
And if آپ love me,
Please don’t go.”
“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”
So, if آپ love him,
Tell him so.
If آپ love him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
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If آپ love him,
Tell him so.
If آپ love him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Don’t hide away,
Wishing all day,
Don’t hide away,
Just come out and say.
“Yes, I love you,
I’ve told آپ so.
And if آپ love me,
Please don’t go.”
“Yes, I love you,
I’ve told آپ so.
And if آپ love me,
Please don’t go.”
“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”
So, if آپ love him,
Tell him so.
If آپ love him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Little raindrops shiny,silver,
Dropping silently into the river.
A girl sitting quiet,alone,
Her smile is fading,her hope is gone.
It faded really long ago,
That sounds sad,i know.
She quickly wipes away a tear,
It's her secret so no one can hear.
She secretly cries every night,
It's her fate,so she cant fight.
She touches a raindrop and goes back inside,
She is so lost,she's losing her pride.
All she asks for is a friend,
Someone to be there and understand.
So help her to make her dream come true,
There's always something آپ can do.
Dropping silently into the river.
A girl sitting quiet,alone,
Her smile is fading,her hope is gone.
It faded really long ago,
That sounds sad,i know.
She quickly wipes away a tear,
It's her secret so no one can hear.
She secretly cries every night,
It's her fate,so she cant fight.
She touches a raindrop and goes back inside,
She is so lost,she's losing her pride.
All she asks for is a friend,
Someone to be there and understand.
So help her to make her dream come true,
There's always something آپ can do.
