Daily Archives: December 4, 2010

Muse – Undisclosed Desires

The band have been shortlisted in the following categories:
Best Rock Performance By A Duo Or Group With Vocals: Resistance
Best Rock Song: Resistance
Best Rock Album: The Resistance
The GRAMMYs take place in Los Angeles on February 13th 2011. For more information on the awards, check out their website below.


Presiden Cinta itu Bernama Habibie


INILAH.COM, Jakarta – Terima kasih Allah, Engkau telah lahirkan saya untuk Ainun dan Ainun untuk saya. Terima kasih Allah, Engkau telah pertemukan saya dengan Ainun dan Ainun dengan saya.

Terima kasih Allah tanggal 12 Mei 1962 Engkau nikahkan saya dengan Ainun dan Ainun dengan saya. Engkau titipi kami bibit cinta murni, sejati, cuti, sempurna dan abadi.

Demikian kutipan doa Habibie, sehari setelah Ainun menjalani operasi ke-11 kalinya di Intensive Station I-3 di LMU Kinikum Universitas-Munchen, tepatnya 12 Mei 2010. Continue reading

Belajar Bahasa Inggris Cepat Tanpa Kursus


Tempat belajar latihan bahasa inggris seperti:

Easy Things for Beginners
Interesting Things for ESL Students

The “Many Things” Textbook

http://www.ManyThings.org is not a commercial web site for promoting our textbook. However, there is a textbook support section on this web site.

American History for English Learners
Text & MP3 Files

A Few Featured Sections



Grammar & Vocabulary

Listening & Reading




To find more, try these.

This web site is for people studying English as a Second Language (ESL) or English as a Foreign Language (EFL). There are quizzes, word games, word puzzles, proverbs, slang expressions, anagrams, a random-sentence generator and other computer assisted language learning activities. Even though the primary focus is for ESL, native English speakers may also find some interesting things on this site. This site is non-commercial and has no advertising. TESL/TEFL teachers may want to recommend this site to their students.

Short Story: ‘The Last Leaf’ by O. Henry

Short Story: ‘The Last Leaf’ by O. Henry

FAITH LAPIDUS:  Now, the VOA Special English program AMERICAN STORIES.


Our story today is called “The Last Leaf.” It was written by O. Henry. Here is Barbara Klein with the story.


BARBARA KLEIN:  Many artists lived in the Greenwich Village area of New York. Two young women named Sue and Johnsy shared a studio apartment at the top of a three-story building. Johnsy’s real name was Joanna.

In November, a cold, unseen stranger came to visit the city. This disease, pneumonia, killed many people. Johnsy lay on her bed, hardly moving. She looked through the small window. She could see the side of the brick house next to her building.

One morning, a doctor examined Johnsy and took her temperature. Then he spoke with Sue in another room.

“She has one chance in — let us say ten,” he said. “And that chance is for her to want to live. Your friend has made up her mind that she is not going to get well. Has she anything on her mind?”

“She — she wanted to paint the Bay of Naples in Italy some day,” said Sue.

“Paint?” said the doctor. “Bosh! Has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice — a man for example?”

“A man?” said Sue. “Is a man worth — but, no, doctor; there is nothing of the kind.”

“I will do all that science can do,” said the doctor. “But whenever my patient begins to count the carriages at her funeral, I take away fifty percent from the curative power of medicines.”

After the doctor had gone, Sue went into the workroom and cried. Then she went to Johnsy’s room with her drawing board, whistling ragtime.

Johnsy lay with her face toward the window. Sue stopped whistling, thinking she was asleep. She began making a pen and ink drawing for a story in a magazine. Young artists must work their way to “Art” by making pictures for magazine stories. Sue heard a low sound, several times repeated. She went quickly to the bedside.

Johnsy’s eyes were open wide. She was looking out the window and counting — counting backward. “Twelve,” she said, and a little later “eleven”; and then “ten” and “nine;” and then “eight” and “seven,” almost together.

Sue looked out the window. What was there to count? There was only an empty yard and the blank side of the house seven meters away. An old ivy vine, going bad at the roots, climbed half way up the wall. The cold breath of autumn had stricken leaves from the plant until its branches, almost bare, hung on the bricks.

“What is it, dear?” asked Sue.

“Six,” said Johnsy, quietly. “They’re falling faster now. Three days ago there were almost a hundred. It made my head hurt to count them. But now it’s easy. There goes another one. There are only five left now.”

“Five what, dear?” asked Sue. Continue reading

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