Senin, 02 September 2013

Expression complimenting someone

Expression complimenting someone

Annisa : Wow! That’s a … dress, Dinahyu. Is it new?
Dinahyu : Yes, it is. …
Annisa : The colour and the model … on you.
Dinahyu : Oh, do you really think so? I am really fond of this dress.
Annisa : Did you make it yourself?
Dinahyu : Certainly no, Anis. My aunt gave it to me as a birthday gift.
Annisa : Did she? What a … you have!

Nabila : Hi, Sari! How are things?
Sari : Fine, and you?
Nabila : I’m feeling great today. How was your weekend at the beach?
Sari : Terrific! We had a lovely time there. You should go there.
Nabila : Really? Hey, what a beautiful blouse you are wearing, it matches your skirt.
Sari : Thanks. My mother gave it to me on my birthday.
Nabila : Wow! That’s wonderful. Oh, Sari, I almost forget. Can I ask you something?
Sari : Oh, sure. What’s up?
Nabila : Have you finished typing the annual report we made last week?
Sari : Yes, mean this?
Nabila : Yeah, Hmmm, I think this report is excellent. Thanks a lot Sari. You did a great job. Now I have to give it to the director immediately.
Sari : OK. You’d better hurry. He may be waiting for it.
Nabila : Well, he probably is. Thanks again, Sari. Have a nice day!




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My most valuable possession is an old, slightly warped blond guitar--the first instrument I taught myself how to play. 

It's nothing fancy, just a Madeira folk guitar, all scuffed and scratched and finger-printed. At the top is a bramble of copper-wound strings, each one hooked through the eye of a silver tuning key. The strings are stretched down a long, slim neck, its frets tarnished, the wood worn by years of fingers pressing chords and picking notes. The body of the Madeira is shaped like an enormous yellow pear, one that was slightly damaged in shipping. The blond wood has been chipped and gouged to gray, particularly where the pick guard fell off years ago. 

No, it's not a beautiful instrument, but it still lets me make music, and for that I will always treasure it.


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