Angielski - Matura - te słowa nie będą ci niepokoić kiedy uczysz się angielskiego we własnym domu Bielsko-Biała style
Wierzę w wykonalność uchwalenia angielskiego jako wspólny język dla świata. Nie doceniam rytualnie usankcjonowanego stylu w którym angielski język jest przedstawiony.
Dla Bielsko-Biała szkoła angielskiego powinno być skuteczna inwestycja w siebie i w wspólnoty.
Nauka angielskiego to nie Galeria Sfera Bielsko - który odwiedzamy raz na jakiś czas z przyjemnością.
Trzeba być aktywny. Trzeba być systematyczny. Trzeba mieć dobry plan.
Skierujmy pobłażanie w kierunku sztuki dla kobiet
Siła i godność strojem jej...
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Uwaga Autora: zostałem zabroniony od dzielenia szczegółów dotyczące mojego prawdziwego romansu przedsięwzięcia, do czasu, gdy druga strona jest gotowa do przedstawienia swojego punktu widzenia afery układu...
Jeden tydzień po przybyciu do Europy, poznałem kobietę w saunie na parterze dużej willi, co dzieliła z byłym mężem. Cztery tygodnie później dzieliła ze mną mały nasączony z deszczem namiot w Wiedniu, nasza mała gazowa kuchnia ledwo zdolna do gotowania kubka wody. Dopiero jak dotarliśmy do Chorwacji, zdecydowaliśmy się zainwestować w dużym czajnikiem elektrycznym. To było dość luksusowe i mnie bardzo pocieszyło.
Wiedziałem że naturyzm był popularny w wielu częściach Europy i jako artysta, który pracował na rzecz akceptacji ciała przez całej jego kariery zależało mi na dokumentowanie jakiś mały fragment. Przyglądając się ze zdziwieniem znalazłem bardzo ważną część kryjąca się w Polsce. Miała na imię Gosia.
Z Ameryki ja przyniósłem ze sobą amerykański duch że da się zrobić. Ona widziała samochód który kupiłem, straszną kuchnię polową którą pożyczyłem i moje różne konserwy w bagażniku i wyzwała mnie do wytrzymania. Z moim optymizmem zapewniłem ją, że jeśli brakowało coś to byłem przygotowany wypełnić tą różnicę. Ona zapewniła mnie, że jeśli powstanie jakiś brak, to była przygotowana znaleźć sobie drogę do najbliższego lotniska i lecieć zpowrotem do domu. Na szczęście to nigdy się nie stało.
10.000 kilometrów. Jeden samochód. Jeden namiot. Zaczęliśmy uczyć się jak słuchać. Zaczęliśmy się otwierać. Zaczęliśmy współpracować. Nawet kiedy było żle, nawet jeśli było tak trudne, że nie wydawało się że skończy się dobrze, jakoś wytrzymaliśmy. Zakończyliśmy wycieczkę i wróciliśmy zadowoleni. Pokonaliśmy diabła na drodze. Z powrotem do domu więcej diabłów czekalo nas nadużywać. Jeszcze gniew. Jeszcze strach. Jeszcze wiecej smutku. Tym razem byliśmy przygotowani. Tym razem jeden miał drugiego i mogliśmy powołać na tę radość i zaufanie i niespodziewanie, co 10.000 kilometrów stworzyło. Mogliśmy sobie przypomnieć, jak to było żyć w jednym namiocie.
Michal's Słownik Polsko Angielski: Tłumaczając słowo Jej
Wymowa dla kobiet angielskiego odpowiednika na Jej
Jeszcze nie opublikowałem dla kobiet wymowę angielskiego odpowiednika na "jej."
Definicja dla kobiet angielskiego odpowiednika na Jej
Podstawowym amerykańskim angielskim odpowiednikiem na jej jest angielskie słowo hers.
Szczegóły w krótkim czasie.
Powszechne stosowanie angielskiego odpowiednika na jej w przykładowych zdań
Stosowanie angielskiego odpowiednika na Jej w Korpusie Utworów Michała
Jeszcze muszę zrobić dla kobiet analizę morfologiczną dla angielskiego odpowiednika na "jej."
To nie znaczy, że nie jest wysoko na moim liście.
Tabela częstotliwości angielskiego odpowiednika na "Jej."
Wymienione w tabeli w kolejności malejącej łączna liczba razy, iż angielski odpowiednik na "jej" i wszelkie jego morfologiczne formy pojawiają się w Korpusie, oraz podział częstotliwości według dzieł, odpowiedni ranking każdego słowa lub zestawu słów według pełnej listy wszystkich słów w Korpusie, obliczone zarówno gęsto i konkurencyjnie, oraz wzrost procentowy częstotliwości słowa według częstotliwości słowa z następnego niższego stopnia w pełnej liscie.
Procentowy wzrost nad następnej rangi
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Jeszcze nie opublikowałem dla kobiet tabelę częstotliwości dla angielskiego odpowiednika na jej," ale wkrótce do tego się weżmę. -Michal
Stosowanie angielskiego odpowiednika na Jej wEwangelia Jezusa H.
"It was good," said Sapper. "The priest came to the house, which he never does anymore - but he loved your mother, so he came. They dropped your mother over the doorsill three times; she said good-bye to her family home. Then we processed. Not all of us did: most people drove, but your grandmother insisted on processing from the house to the church, and then from the church to the cemetery, which the priest didn't want to do - but, that's how your mother wanted it, she said. The problem was: to get to the church, you have to take the highway, which somebody said you would have to get a permit for. But your grandmother said, 'Forget about it: I'm not getting any permit. Who needs a permit to walk my daughter's coffin to her grave?' So the priest said, 'Fine: do what you want.' When we left the house, he didn't walk: he hopped into his car. Those of us who did walk wailed; we sang death songs. Nothing would've been more beautiful except for the traffic. Those tractor-trailers were piling up behind us, not to mention all the other impatient people. Whenever anyone successfully passed us, you couldn't hear the next verse. Those tractor-trailers: whenever they shifted by, they drowned us out completely. Fumes were everywhere, blowing in our faces. We had trouble singing; it was difficult to breath."
I well remember how your father's mother struggled. Once in a while, her attacks were long and devastating, terrifying everybody else gathered around. Her skin would turn blue: she would look like a heavenly creature in hell, surrounded by devils, gasping for God's great air as if we lost mortals were choking her with our own breaths, bellowing out carbon oxides, unclean combinations of two otherwise beneficial elements: diamond air, which would form to cut through our hearts whenever we started feverishly running around to help her. We were dragons breathing smoke, as far as she was concerned. Give me air - she must have thought - not smoke! We would crowd around her unnecessarily; your father would look into her eyes, caress her face - but she wouldn't stop gasping. More than one innocent bystander must have jumped, as I often did, at the prospect of gallantly locking lips to give her air, only to sit back in self-conscious superfluity, cringing at the thought of one's potential motive.
"Only momentarily," said Sapper. "Your grandmother had forgotten to put her daughter's Bible and rosary inside. They opened it just for that moment, so they could place the Bible and rosary inside her hands. Most people hadn't showed up yet."
"That, my friend, is the great Glass Pyramid of Centropolis, and the surrounding courtyard. It was built almost five hundred years ago by my great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather, and you," he said, "are going to help me reclaim it."
"I was talking about this."
"Oh," he said. "That's melba toast."
"It's not bad."
"You should try the aspic."
"Aspic?" I said. "What in the goddamn hell is that?" Your grandfather was kind enough to point it out.
"Oh," I said, "you mean galeretka. No, but thank you: it makes me puke."
"It makes you puke?"
"I mean gag - I think it's the texture."
"Well, I'm very sorry."
"Not as sorry as my grandmother: it was her favorite dish." Your grandfather didn't know what to say - it was very awkward. "I don't mean to offend."
"Oh no, not at all," he said.
"It's just that we don't use fancy names."
"Oh, quite right. Quite right. Do you interest yourself in gastronomy?"
Stosowanie angielskiego odpowiednika na Jej wSeks dla Dzieci
It was after dinner, and Indiana was telling us that in Hungary there's no fasting from meat on the Christmas Vigil. On the contrary, she said, great care is taken to prepare the sausage for the night's meal - it must always be freshly made. She started talking about garlic and paprika and whatnot; when she finally got back to the sausage, she started praising its color: it was always the same rich color of burgundy, she said. Then she started stroking the timber of the fireplace - do you remember? "Not like this," she said, "and not like the floor, but something darker." She started looking around for the right color, and, noticing from her seat on the floor by the fireplace that the baseboards in the room were just the right shade, she turned around to get a closer look at the baseboard behind her. In doing so, she hit her hand on my little bucket of water, spilling some of it.
I tried telling her that everything was fine, but I was too tired to make it sound credible. Fortunately, the powers that be took pity on us: the bartender offered us free drinks, and, considering that they already had my check for three hundred dollars, I told him that what he really meant was a private and unlimited extension of the open bar.
They were able to use the defendant's argument against her, and turning their judgment on her - even though hers was not the burden of proof - they decided how lovely and just it would be to drown her defense to death by inundating their own decision with frivolous remarks. Mindful of nothing but their own supremacy, the opinion of the Supreme Court seems to be, without question, a comprehensive network of sweeping proclamations and inappropriate accusations, undeniably interspersed here and there with a ridiculous supposition and irrelevant predictions - all couched, unquestionably, in the most superfluous and grandiose verbiage - that serves irrefutably to obscure its own hollowness and its lack of any rational argument, which, thanks to the genius of our Federal system, has incontrovertibly worked a deep and scarring hardship on our tradition of jurisprudence.
While we were talking, a girl came up to Luke and asked him if he had brought his tape recorder; he said he had brought it, and he began looking for it. I asked her what the tape recorder was for and she said for her psychology class, explaining that her project involved tape recording group conversations.
Luka ran his hand over her entire body. If there were pockets in the cloak, there was nothing in them. The woman bucked. Luka realized what he was touching. His hand was on her naked hip. He clamped the woman's mouth even tighter.
Junior continued, "I want my employees to be as healthy as possible. It saves me money." He pretended to notice Nyota for the first time. Casually stretching out his hand, he said, "I don't think we've been introduced."
As Nyota lifted her arm, Junior took her hand. Without shaking it, he said, "I'm Junior. That's what my family calls me. It's short for Miles Jeremy."
I was frightened. I wanted no harm to come to her. Nike troubled me. He was so unpredictable. What would he do? Would he hurt her? Would he make her do something she didn't want to do? This was my dream. I was helpless. I had no hands to hold back my friend-no body but that which was made of air.
Stosowanie angielskiego odpowiednika na Jej wPrzykra Pani Jackson
GREY GOOSE: Every time you had her sweet fish sauce underneath your fingernails-
FLETCHER: You couldn't help but think: wouldn't it be lovely?
GREY GOOSE: We understand.
FLETCHER: We want it ourselves.
GREY GOOSE: It's only natural.
FLETCHER: Take advantage of this wonderful opportunity.
GREY GOOSE: We can't wait to see you do it.
MS. JACKSON: I'm not going to have sex with my cook!
– ACT I, lines 1152-1159
LUKE: I don't want to be the one spillin' secrets, but you might as well know. It all started when her grandmother was raped by the Japanese on Western Samoa.
LESBIAN: During the war?
LUKE: Whenever it was that they occupied the island.
LESBIAN: The Japanese never occupied Western Samoa. They did have plans to invade, but Midway changed all that. They tried to capture Port Moresby instead. Unfortunately for them, what they thought was a motor track turned out to be a mule trail, one which no Australian had dared traverse in over twenty years. They say the Japanese soldiers eventually turned to cannibalism. I thought about doing the hike myself. Five days is a bit much. The dry season was ending. I decided against it.
LUKE: Are you saying the Japanese never invaded Western Samoa?
LESBIAN: I was on Tarawa in the Gilbert Islands. That was as far as they got. You must be confused.
LUKE: I'm not confused; I'm sheepish. It wouldn't be the first time.
LESBIAN: The music box is missing. It looks as though another heirloom's been stolen.
LUKE: I'm not the one who took it: that's for sure. See you at the airport, mate.
– ACT II, lines 574-582
FLETCHER: Good. My mother's been trying to stop her. I don't blame her for that. I feel sorry for the poor girl. Her story is a sad one. Kokomo's grandmother was raped by the Japanese while they were occupying the island of Upolu in Western Samoa. That's where Kokomo was born. Her mother was the product of that horrendous crime. Though they were the victims, both mother and child were ostracized by their tribe. Even after her mother had grown up, only the Catholic priest would take pity on them. Kokomo was the product of that pity. Eventually, she went to American Samoa to work as a prostitute for the tuna canners. One day, she came home with fifty thousand dollars and a baby. It turned out her pimp had threatened to kill her if she didn't have an abortion. Unfortunately, Kokomo made the ill-advised decision, once the baby came, to run away with the pimp's money. He ended up tracking her down. When he showed up at the mother's hut, Kokomo, in a state of pure shock, burned the money. The guy flipped out, killed her mother, slit the baby's throat, burned down the hut and forced her onto his boat. On their way to Pago Pago, they were hijacked by a bunch of pirates from Fiji. They killed the pimp and then realized he didn't have anything worthwhile except for the girl. While they stood around, trying to decide what to do, Kokomo offered them the greatest sex they would ever have in their entire lives: on the condition that they release her. They figured: why not? They could do whatever they wanted with her no matter what happened. Kokomo blew their minds. They were so satisfied, they stuck to the deal. They let her go in Fiji, where they begged her to stay and work as a prostitute. Kokomo agreed to do it, but only until she made up the fifty thousand dollars that she burned: the money that killed her mother and her newborn baby.
– ACT I, line 770
LUKE: If you insist. I was out one night at the ole rubbadedub gettin' rotten with me ping-pong mates; bloody bonzer alright 'cause I took a screamer that day 'gainst the ole Banana Benders - who didn't stand Buckley's by the way - too right! So I turn to me tall poppies and say, 'Look, boys: it's my shout; first, allow me to shoot through, piss a slab, maybe buy some dinkum durries to boot. We were hittin' the turps that night so they thought London to a brick that she'd be apples. On me way back from the durry, this yobbo throws a wobbly and spills beer all over me uni. We take it outside. He comes a gutser and falls flat on his face. 'Good on you,' I say. 'Go take a walkabout.' I'm so full and cranky, I sit next to this swagman drinkin' plonk right there on the side of the road. 'I'll be stuffed,' he says. 'Sheila told me I'd see a fight.' I'm like, what sheila? 'Sheila down the road,' says he. 'Take me there,' I say. We go. Sheila reads me palm. She tells me I'll have a ripper year. She holds out her hand and says, 'Fifty quid.' I haven't got a brass razoo. I ask her if she takes credit. 'I knew you would say that,' says she, pullin' out a credit card machine. The next thing you know, there's a bunch of prezzies on me credit card statement. As for the old swaggie and sheila, they weren't within cooee.
– ACT I, line 179
(ALICE grimaces and rubs her neck again.)
FLETCHER: You really did strain it.
ALICE: It's fine.
FLETCHER: It's not. Come on. Kokomo has a bunch of differently scented oils. You can have your pick.
ALICE: It seems you've got me at your mercy.
FLETCHER: You won't regret it - neither will your neck.
ALICE: We'll see.
FLETCHER: You're welcome. It's too bad Kokomo's not here. She's the expert.
Stosowanie angielskiego odpowiednika na Jej w Miscellaneous Dingbats
"No," said Proctor. "There's more. It seems that John may or may not have had a fling with my wife back in the day. I still haven't talked to her about it. The whole thing is upsetting. I need to be taken off the case. I'm sorry. I need to protect Elizabeth. If there's any chance the killer might go after her." The captain agreed. He granted Proctor some time off.
One day a strong man came to the cabin. He lifted Grendel in his arms and took her to a car. He told her she would be okay and gave her a blanket. Grendel asked him if he was the Chinook. He said, "I don't think so."
Orbitz Number One left. Orbitz Número Dos took a long look at Orbitz Nombre Trois. "The radiation on that swab," he said. "It matches the molecular composition of the ship's engine. I'm the saboteur. The creature called me on the intercom right before the engine blew. She wanted to know why I locked her in the gallery. Except I didn't remember doing it."
Orbitz Nombre Trois gave Orbitz Número Dos a short glance. He looked back at the body. "You take the legs," he said. "I'll take the arms. We need to get him to port side airlock."
I'm not angry. My wife is a sensitive person. I understand that. I'm counting on it. Eventually my wife's sense of smell and her lust and perhaps even her sense of justice will overcome her sense of pride.
Tabela kolokacji dla angielskiego odpowiednika na "Jej."
Ta tabela zawiera listę w kolejności malejącej częstotliwości wyboru ciągów tekstowych, które pojawiają się w Korpusie i grupuje je według derywacji morfologicznej angielskiego odpowiednika na jej który jest obecny.
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Jeszcze nie wykonałem dla kobiet analizę kolokacji angielskiego odpowiednika na "jej." Mam nadzieję, że będę mógł to zrobić za niedługo. -Michał
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