Author: Nico

The way this type of language has altered our spoken discourse is the fact of how we use it and also “Butchered” Our ability to speak. For a few great reasons. Reason number One, when we use words that aren’t real like “Y tho?” Sometimes people say ti as “Advanced” Vocabulary and some say it’s just straight up just ruining our brains. In my point of view using these, new advanced vocabulary we have created makes us more realistic to some of the original sources we use.

For some cases there are some original translations into our “Advanced” English

• “Why though..?” Into “Y tho..?”
• “Yes” Turns Into “Yos”, “Ya”, Yayess”
• “How about you..?” Is turned into “hby..?”
• “By The Way”. Is Turned into “Btw”
• “You” Is turned into “U”
• “Why” Is turned into “Y” As in “Y you doing this to me”
  

Intro: What is text messaging..? What does it do to us..? What has changed to it ever since the first text message was ACTUALLY sent?. The man who has invented this is Neil Pap worth, who sent the message “Merry Christmas” Via a computer to the Vodafone Director, Richard Jarvis on Dec. 3 1992. Meaning the text language universe has been developing ever since this. A great reason is the language we use. The three main reasons I have for doing this piece of text are the 3 most important reasons for doings this. 1. Is Initialism, meaning only using the first 3

P1- Language Modification Initialism

P2 – Language Modification – Slang

P3 – Language Modification –

Like take “Why Though” As a great example of the language we use, instead of using this exact sentence we modified it to “Y tho” And another good one is “What the hell or F-” Wont go into that detail, but instead of that, the phrase is “Wtf! Or Wtf?” This results in the modification of English, this is called, Initialism is when you grab the first 3 letters of the words and stick them together to create Initialism. This can also be used for the term “Speed” Giving an idea of what their saying. Even if you don’t understand it can still be quite clear because of how easy it is to write 3 first letters for a word to combine such as “Btw” Which means “By The Way” Even if this was ineffective, it can still be used for, quite a few reasons. These reasons could be…

• For Speed (Mentioned in Speech)
• Shorter sentences
• Better Understanding

These reasons are valid for such modification to words that use such ways to modify may be confusing for those who have used older ways of language.

My next reason to make this Spoke Language study is Slang. When we use the term Slang is like saying “Oh kurrrrrrrrrr” Or “Hell naw” Or even just “Ye” Which in a slang meaning, it means yes. But then if you grab the term “Slang” And use it in the world of modification. That means it gives the reader and writer a better understanding to

Pale clouds lumbered over the dusty busy streets of Diagon Alley bustling with life bursts of magic and entertainment. A house unlike any other colorful but it too bursts life, every corner the chimneys smoking with glad filling the atmosphere with lively challenges hoping something would happen. Inside the shop were many many wonderful mostly beautiful drawings coming straight out of plain paper looking as if it were fake but it wasn’t fake at all just magic.

Wide rows of selection were hard to choose because all the selection of objects were all equally made hand crafted and carved to perfection. Dragons, cranes, animals, glide around the shop as origami papers floating around not broken but free to what they please. Magic pens and pencils stocked the front shelves showing the magic behind it. Beautiful colors and wonderful shapes of pens were folded to perfection. Markings over these pens were ancient symbolizing that art has been here on earth for a longer time than usual.

Paper airplanes were even cooler than usual they would fly under the control of the users mind following every command, but there are a few limitations those limitations are forbidden to be broken or else the plane will not exist anymore. even masks came to life more than anything just like a normal one but books with masks in them come to life like a ghost for a few seconds to show whats in it. once it shows it disappears and comes back another time if someone flips the page or goes back to the same one.

Beautiful paintings marked the rainbow colored walls. Ships, airplanes, towns, cities, people even were painted across the never ending halls of majestic hand crafted work. Smells of all disgusting to powerful smells filled the rooms. the carpets strung beautifully across the floor creating a scene of wonders that lay beyond the silk sown floors touching each other. Paint buckets were stacked on top of another towering above like a skyscraper multiple colors from white to black to red to orange they are all used differently and have their own sense of humor like blue for example making a room look like the ocean literally making feel like your in an aquarium but it’s just pain works 24/7 never stops.

Red makes it look like a desert hot sunny barely any life except for bugs and lizards and a few mammals roaming around but enjoyable if you have a little bit of a hard time. Green makes a rainforest full of life beautiful birds perched on tree flowers and mammals rolled across the walls. Bugs of all shapes and sizes crawled around from beetles to butterflies.

Through to the front of the store was nearly all books all shapes and sizes most importantly these books contain many many wonderful spells and fun looking potions for the children who always mess around with magic.

The trees Lurking over anyone who passed groaning the last rays of sunlight were blocked by the showering branches shadowing the woods with a dark scary aura, across the crows squawked disrupting the peace among it all, wolves ran across in packs through the plains of the open sky howling, tearing anything to shreds in their path huddled in the dirt, bears of great size snored the days away baring his teeth making anything feel unwelcome if they passed by.

branches chocking the air making harder to breath the soil looked dirty and moldy as if a house was obliterated, insects of all shapes and sizes crawled across the floor, blood could be smelt from meters away, feeling the cold rotting breeze from the north, south, east and west, the feel of the cold winds pushing against the stones.

footsteps and heavy breathing could be heard from a distance away, a little girl trampled her way across the woods chased down by the pack of black wolves which were disturbed because of her disturbance snapping jaws and sprinting paws raced across the woods making the little girl more like she will be dog food. the wolves were panicked by something or someone had scared them off leaving only half the pack left leaving the man standing there with a fire axes in his hands.

the man breathed behind his mask which was half torn because of the wolves vicious attack his biker jacket covered in blood and scars all over him, his blue track pants covered in mud, blood and sweat. he walked away into the mist leaving the little girl speechless and pale. the little girl huddled next to a Ever-pine next to her sobbing behind her knees. the man came back with a bag on his shoulder reaching a zombie-like hand down to her trying to gain her trust. she huddled still reaching one little hand towards her saviors hand letting her get back up again.

Out of the blue across the hills rustling and earth shaking noises echoed across the plains as if a stampede is charging, horns sounding from the mountains marching feet moved around in one block Blades, shields, staffs, knuckles, magic and bows gathered at the foot of the gorge standing by for their opponents to reveal themselves. out from the shady forest on the other side of the gorge hordes of soldiers holding flags up high, machinery. Roaring across the gorge the soldiers fought for their lives facing anyone they saw in their ways of mass murder

Through the tight corridors across the twisted house winding tunnels scattered all around the house people would enter the series of tunnels but no one returned figures lurked in the series of tunnels with weapons such as axes, hatchets and great swords all drawn to kill anyone who dared to enter the tunnel catastrophe in front.of the fallen souls that entered

Death is like a dark night it consumes anyone in it

Life is like green park its beautiful and alive

Death is a stab its slow and painful

Life is a flower it grows over time

My house is like a box ready to be filled

My family is a train it keeps on going

My house is a orchestra its full of different sounds

My family is like a bunch of balloons different colors and shapes

The lake is like a tornado always spinning with surprises

The Jellyfish are like fireworks beautiful to look at from afar

Personification

Poems- Sulky, got no business, spoil, rude, come

The old twisted tree leaned over everything giving a gentle wave at anyone who passed

The lonely tree stood in the mist staring out into the open hoping for life to come

The mountains smiled down at the landscape below them admiring the view

Hyperbole

5 words for each sense

Sight- Wonderful, Admirable

Taste- Delicious

Touch- Smooth, Rough

Hearing- Horrible

Smell- Rich

What i did this morning was
Woke up it felt like i came out of a tombstone as if i was dead\

Got dressed as if i had and anvil on my shoulders because of the weight of the bag i carry around

Ate breakfast which was slow because it felt like another morning to me tiring and painful

walked towards my bike and road it to school feeling like i had to carry

Its him looking at something feeling quite down not being able to do anything

The beautiful painted sky floated over the mountains making look like someone had painted it

The green park flourished the landscape making beautiful sense of nature for the park

The waterfall trickled from the top spouting into the bottom making splashes along the way

Preposition

A Variety of tools and a to make a meaning in descriptions

Beyond the painted blue and yellow sky grounded the towering city would stand still but still bursting with life narrowing down a knowledgeable place full of books floating across in different types of directions filling the library full of life sprouting with books from knowledge to history having the little girl read and read filling her mind with the knowledge given to her from the library around her

Tornado Of The Mind

The slightest idea would burst magnificently into life at the slightest twitch. If he imagined fire, flames would appear. If he imagined happiness, people around him would smile. If he imagined pain…

There would be thunder and lightning roaring across the city booming from left to right catching the crowds attention wondering where it was coming from. howling winds burst across the parks and outdoors busting down anything that stands in its way. Mind bursting with dangerous thoughts cracks formed in the ground shaking messing around with the roads filling with earth shattering thoughts ducking for cover nobody was safe from the apocalypse that awaits its awakening.

Flames and bellowing shatters marching around like a field off ants marching to gather food. trudging on wards the booming lightning continued to burn and crumble anything around it. As the disasters continued the city became nothing more than a fireplace burning away into ashes and dust. as the apocalypse reared its ugly head roaring waves pushed against the docks smashing boats onto land acting as catapult fire soaring across the sky sending wooden debris at remaining houses, mansions, dock houses, ports havoc rained through the streets and city terrorizing everyone that ran through their once perfect city

All the ghostly frightened people sped past everything that was destroyed trying to pas the havoc as one disaster came another one continued toxic gas from below poisoned the roads making them unsafe to breathe

The Forbidden Tower

The night was still. Not a breath of wind could be felt. An eerie silence filled the warm evening air, broken only by the sound of the crow’s wings flapping as it returned to its nest with food.

A shadowy silhouette lurked over all the crooked old trees which looked like they were tampered with, a dark sneaky figure faded back and forth in the distance gliding to the tower the first window the crow saw it slipped inside. the front door was barricaded tight making slip for the back door would be a possible option

as footsteps lurked around the towers twisted old frame footprints of the color red filled a path to the cellar door. the cellar door was open and had hand prints all over it showing a sign of creatures of the hell were here lurking around each corner ready stalking whoever entered the tower. it was damp and very gloomy the atmosphere of the tower was like a abandoned mansion just looking at will give you a fright turning around from the four people that entered the tower were scared out of their skin the girl in the group looked like nothing scared her but knowing there was something staring her in the eye making her feel uncomfortable.

the tower was full of illusions the crow was the main problem of the tower making these illusions make it harder for anyone to get around but this was the tower of the royal manor guarded by the watchers. all 4 of those watchers wore white clothes with gold rimming carrying either double hatchets or a battleaxe laughing at anyone who dares too challenge the four. the watchers always would stand still looking at anyone with a smile on their masks laughing at the group of four only one watcher looked at them only seeing that the group didn’t feel comfortable seeing a statue with two hatchets in his hands.

In Animal Farm By George Orwell a memorable idea in this novel was the idea of Loyalty because of all the characters are either against each other working on evil schemes or just with those who work alongside each other to get through the fight ahead of them. There are three characters in this novel that stand out to me that display these moments and they will be listed now.

The first character that displays loyalty in my point of view is Boxer for there are many reasons why he displays this. The first reason is that he is loyal is that he always goes along with anything the farm is wanting him to do. For that was also the downfall of him to but that will be explained later but Boxer is always willing to do things around him to get anything done on the farm making him stronger and faster than the other animals making them admire him for his strength and hard working conditions but as he overworked himself he sent himself to his grave for working to hard for he was loyal and he sacrificed himself for the farm

Leaving the animals to work away without the help of their most trusted worker and friend.

The next character who displays this era of loyalty is Snowball. Snowball had lead the revolution allowing the other animals to take it over and live in piece the reason why i chose Snowball is because he shows loyalty towards Old Major’s death so he continued what Old Major wanted the other animals to continue. In the battle of the cowshed Snowball lead the animals to victory having him injured but for the other animals he found a way to keep Mr Jones and the other humans out of the farm and gave two medal of honor to those who had died in the battle.

The third and last character that displays loyalty is none other than Napoleon himself when he was under Snowballs league and was loyal to him and tried to make things better for the farm. For Napoleon tried to help Snowball make the farm better but he turned away from the farm and Snowball and took the farm for himself attempting to make it better as his ‘empire’ but Napoleon needed more than just the farm, he needed guards in case the other animals decided to rebel against him. He chose dogs as his obvious choice because Napoleon knew that the dogs obey him and him only for as long as he lived.

To close this page of writing i decided to use this  topic because it was highlighted to me and it meant alot than just another