A smile is quite a funny thing, It wrinkles up your face. And when it’s gone You’ll never find Its secret hiding place. But far more wonderful it is To see what smiles can do. You smile at one, He smiles at you, And so one smile Makes two. - Anonymous Anonymous poem Appearance/nature... Continue Reading →
My Love Story with the City of Joy
The text 'My Love Story with the City of Joy,' which is taken from The City of Joy by Dominique Lapierre, features in B.Ed. 1st Year’s General English book (Tribhuvan University). Here follow the key takeaways from the text: 1. A 1985 novel "The City of Joy" written by French writer Dominique Lapierre was made... Continue Reading →
Postmodernism is Everywhere
The text 'Postmodernism is Everywhere,' taken from Postmodernism by Glenn Ward, features in B.Ed. 1st Year’s General English book (Tribhuvan University). The key takeaways from the text are as follows: 1. The term ‘postmodernism’ started to make its appearance mainly as an academic category concerned with certain developments in the arts, but soon became a... Continue Reading →
Feminist Criticism
The text 'Feminist Criticism', taken from A History of Literary Criticism by M.A.R. Habib, features in B.Ed. 1st Year’s General English book (Tribhuvan University). Below are the key takeaways from the text: 1. Feminist criticism actually began since the ancient times. Though very few in number there were the writings of male as well as... Continue Reading →
The Alchemist, a Novel Extract
'The Alchemist' is a text that features in B.Ed. 1st Year’s General English book (Tribhuvan University). It is a novel extract extracted from the novel "The Alchemist" written by Paulo Coelho, a Brazilian novelist. •Extracted from the novel "The Alchemist" •Written by Paulo Coelho, a Brazilian novelist •Location: Andalusia, Spain •Characters in the extract: Santiago,... Continue Reading →
A Day
I’ll tell you how the sun rose, __A ribbon at a time.The steeples swam in amethyst,The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets,The bobolinks begun.Then I said softly to myself,“That must have been the sun!” But how he set, I know not.There seemed a purple stileWhich little yellow boys and girlsWere climbing all... Continue Reading →
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