No, you don't know English as I can see here in recording that your sentences are not correct.
THE treaties of Utrecht and of Aix-la-Chapelle had left the boundaries of the English and French possessions....
INDIAN English HistoryThe first occurrence of the term Indian English dates from 1696,
The driver was hardly stopping his laugh but I see him giggling
A classic from Charles Dickens
It is a classic from Charles Dickens
A classic from Dickens
These people, laughing joyfully, thronged round me and caressed me; they took me home with them.
The story speaks about a girl who works hard and wins Debate in the English language.
A shy girl goes to law school and overcomes her fear of the English language with a lot of effort and support from teach...
'I held the same face in my arms when Lilian's mother died and left her.'
The next day the Emperor of Lilliput came to see me again. I tried to speak to him in English, but he did not understand...
It was a normal day. Nothing special was happening, yet...
At the instant that he pronounced these words Graham started, and falling back some paces, laid his hand upon the dagger
Mistaking my emotion, they were endeavouring to cheer me with the hope that the boy would certainly be found,
We lingered so long over the leaves from which I had read, that as I consigned them to their former resting place
He had relapsed for a moment into his late train of meditation, and, with a thoughtful smile upon his face, had died.
Her eyes were a light hazel, they were lovely eyes, full of life, and capable of expressing love as well as sullen hatre...
I had to make haste and at all costs save my reputation in the eyes of Zverkov and Simonov as quickly as possible
I was always conscious of that weak point of mine, and sometimes very much afraid of it.
‘Go away, go away,’ I commanded in desperation. At that moment my clock began whirring and wheezing and struck seven.
I stood before her crushed, crestfallen, revoltingly con-fused, and I believe I smiled as I did my utmost to wrap
Our silence lasted for five minutes. The tea stood on the table; we did not touch it.
To be two or three days behind with his wages, for in-stance, was impossible
‘That’s not what I am asking you about, you torturer!’ I shouted, turning crimson with anger.
But at this point a strange thing happened. I was so accustomed to think and imagine everything from books,
So I dreamed as I sat at home that evening, almost dead with the pain in my soul.
But before then he had cleared off his dinner, and his bottle of wine.
Mr. Click parted from me with those words, and we broke off our acquaintance.