Write an essay on one of the following topic.(130 - 150 words) - What is your favourite thing to do after you’ve had a long day? How does it make you feel better?
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What is your favorite thing to do?
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Ranjani
Answered June 16, 2018
First of all , thank you for this question.
I have many fav things to do :
Listening to songs when im travelling by bus to office daily.
Eating hot veg items anytime .
Talking with true friends with whom I can speak anything and everything .
I often do online shopping but more than the thing which i ordered .I love the bubble wrap . I like to play with it .
Dancing to my favourite song when im all alone at home.
I love nature when its dull and cloudy so i click pictures of those days.
I love to eat different veg foods outside.
I like to talk to many new people .
I love 7to watch movies may be sometimes in theatre or sometimes in tv or some app especially thrillers of any language .
I love to talk to my mom and mybro about each and everything. They are my true cheerleaders when im sad.They are ones wh
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Ronnie May
Updated August 27, 2019
What is your favorite activity and why?
Well, I have two favourite activities. One is reading. I read anything and everything from Shakespeare to Chinua Achebe to Maeve Binchy to Medical journals and even torn newspaper pages used to wrap finger foods by roadside hawkers . There is no restriction to where I read too. Usually, you will find a book in my hands at the dinner table (bad table manner, I know, I know), in the restroom and even while strolling around the neighborhood.
Closely dogging its footsteps is my other favorite activity - writing poetry. I don't know if I am any good but I always have my pen and jotter handy as the muse has a penchant for showing up in her full glory when you least expect: from being in transit with the wind howling like a banshee in my ears and headbutting me like a crazed bull to being in my living room wiping mucus from my toddler's nose. Then, you see me running like a roadside newspaper vendor eager to make a sale into my room to grab my jotter.
Now, let's talk about why they are my favorite activities.
I believe education goes beyond what is obtainable in a structured environment like the school system. You will be amazed at the vast knowledge you will gain by reading beyond your field of specialization. As a result, you will be able to converse intelligently, to a large extent, on virtually every topic imaginable. Moreover, some of the life hacks I find useful today in my daily life were gems I found on the pages of some book.
As for poetry, it is an outlet for unleashing my thoughts on the world which would have otherwise, remained caged forever as I'm introverted and find making friends and having conversations a bit hard.
I would like to include one of my poems in this answer. I’m Nigerian (you will need that information for context as some of the words in the poem are peculiar to Nigeria). So, here goes:
THE ENABLER
You teach your daughter
To be courteous and loyal
And to turn the other cheek
While the one is yet unslapped
You give her a broom and mop
And bid her sweep and wipe
The pots and pans and plates
Are hers to take
She pounds and grinds
And cooks and broils
And grills and bakes
And washes and fetches
Till she's tired and weary
Your perfect little deputy mommy
Made into a perfect little dizzy dummy
You wake her up
With a knock on the head at six
"Aren't you ashamed, you sluggard?"
You scream
"You have plenty work to do"
And there her brother lies
On piles and piles of clothes and stuff
Strewn here and there
And far and wide
Snoring like a locomotive on the run
You smile indulgently
And fluff up his pillows
Then cover him
With your multicolored wrapper and all
And he rolls over
Changing gear
Like a tired old Ford mobile
Saliva dribbling from his open mouth
Your son
Your dear little precious boy
Crude, lazy and brash
And uncouth as uncouth can be
Yet, he's your sweet little sonshine boy
He does no wrong in your indulgent eyes
It's a favour if he dumps his dirty plates
In the sink after meal
For his dotting womenfolk to wash
He knows not the colour detergent is
He unwraps 'fufu'
And drops the nylon on the floor
Throws his shirt here and there
And you wonder what his shoes
Are doing on the fridge
But smile fondly anyway and say nothing
"Boys will be boys" you mutely say
He can't even boil water for his tea
Yet screams at his sister and you
Whenever food comes late
But you smile on and on
"Boys will be boys"
You insist and claim
It's sad to say
But you have a king and slave
Both born of one
You tell your daughter
That marriage is all the ambition
She needs to have
But tell your son nothing of the sort
He can aspire to be whatever he wants to be
And you urge him on in talk and deed
Your actions and inactions
Are nauseating woman
And will soon come home to roost
You will see
Our society will never get better
Because of you
You perfect little enabler of patriarchy
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