Sunday, December 21, 2014

Marie Curie and the power of Curiosity



MARYA SKLODOWSKA was born in Warsaw, the capital city of Poland, about 120 years ago. In future years the whole world would come to know her as the greatest scientist Marie Curie.

At school Marya was always the smartest student in her class. She liked especially to read. She read adventure stories, poems, history books, and science books. She was curious about everything. It seemed she never forgot  anything. Her mind was like a sponge for facts.

Her father was a teacher of mathematics and physics and had many books about science. He let Marya read as many of the books she wanted. She also liked to look at the delicate pieces of scientific equipment he kept in a large glass case in his study. She thought they were beautiful.

When Marya was 15 years old, she graduated from high school with very high marks was given a beautiful gold medal prize. Though her father was a respected teacher, the family was not rich. Marya had to find a job to get money for college.
She went to work as a governess, teaching and caring for the children of a wealthy family. But she still found time to read and study and to teach the children of poor families who lived nearby.
The years went by. Finally Marya was able to enter a great university, the Sorbonne, in Paris, France. When she registered for  classes, she changed the spelling of her first name from the Polish Marya  to the French Marie.

Though Marie was curious about everything, she soon found that science, especially chemistry, was her favorite subject. While she was still a student she met a brilliant young scientist named Pierre Curie. The two fell in love; when they were married she became Marie Curie.
A year later a new discovery attracted Marie Curie’s curiosity. A French scientist, Henri Becquerel, discovered that the element uranium gave off mysterious, invisible rays of energy. Marie wanted to know if anything else also gave off these rays.

She began to experiment. After making tests on many different substances, she began  to study pitchblende, a mineral that contains uranium  and thorium. Marie discovered  that thorium also gives off the rays.
After removing the small amount of uranium and thorium from the pitchblende, Marie was surprised and puzzled  to find  that the mineral remaining still gave off the mysterious rays.

What could cause such a thing? Marie wondered. At last she decided  that the pitchblende must contain an even more active element-a new element!

Now Pierre Curie joined his wife in  the search for the mystery element. Marie worked on separating the element from the pitchblende, while Pierre worked on studying the element itself and the rays it gave off  .

Finally the Curies had collected a small sample of the pure element, which Marie called polonium, after her  country Poland. She also gave a name to describe the release of the invisible rays of energy. She called the energy radioactivity.
But the Curies were amazed to find that the pitchblende contained yet another element-one that was more radioactive.

Marie’s curiosity drove her on. She wanted to collect a sample of the pure element, which she and Pierre named radium. It took four years, but from several tons of one, Marie was able to get a tiny sample of the new element.

The Curies and Henri Becquerel in 1903 were given the Nobel Prize for their work on radioactivity. In 1911 Marie Curie was given the Nobel Prize for  her discovery of radium.


   Marie Curie’s  curiosity had helped her to discover two new elements. Her curiosity about what radioactivity is brought about a new understanding of how atoms, the tiny building blocks of the universe, are put together. She was truly one of the world’s great scientists.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

TOEFL tests/ Incomplete Sentences/ Advanced level #  17

LEAVE ME ALONE

Q1 Alan: Excuse me ….. but what are you doing?

(a) intervening                   (b) interviewing                (c) interrupting                           (d) intercepting


Q2 User: I should have though it was pretty ………

(a) obvious                          (b) absolute                         (c) noticeable                          (d) accurate


Q3 Alan: Well, I only asked --- there’s no need to bite my …… off!

(a) nose                          (b) head                           (c) arm                           (d) leg


Q4 User: Sorry I didn’t mean to be rude but I’m trying to ……..

(a) deliberate                            (b) ruminate                          (c) concentrate                       (d) cogitate


Q5 Alan: I see and what is the …….. you are working on ?

(a) duty                       (b) task                            (c) work                         (d) goal


Q6 User: I’m working on those ….. English tests, which I find very interesting.

(a) notorious                       (b) fabled                     (c) famous                      (d) infamous


Q7 Alan: Oh, yes I’ve heard of them. Do they ….. you with your English?

(a) aid                          (b) support                         (c) help                         (d) comfort


Q8 User: Yes, they would do if you didn’t …….. in asking questions.

(a) continue                              (b) persist                     (c) insist                       (d) pursue


Q9 Alan: If that’s how you feel, I’ll leave you ……..

(a) lonely                              (b) lonesome                        (c) alone                            (d) apart


Q10 User: Whan an excellent ideal! Leave me in …… and go and write another  test.


(a) piece                     (b) peacetime                  (c) peaceful                     (d) peace
  

1.c  2.a; 3.a; 4.a; 5. d; 6.c; 7.c; 8.c;  9. c; 10. d;

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

The goose that laid the golden egg


There was once a man who owned a wonderful goose.Each day he went to the barnyard and said to the goose:”Where is my golden egg?”
   And every day the goose laid one shinning golden egg. Then the man took the egg to market and sold it for a great deal of money. And he and his family lived in comfort.

   But one day a neighbor said to the man:
“Why are you satisfied with one egg a day? Surely that goose must be lied with gold. Why not cut it open and get all the gold?”

 At first the man could not bring himself to kill the bird which had brought him such comfort. But at length his greed got the better of him.
 So he went to the barnyard and killed the goose that laid the golden eggs. Quickly he cut it open- and found just what you would find if you cut open an ordinary, every-day goose.

  Now there were no more golden eggs each morning, and the greedy farmer and his family had to work hard for their living the rest of their days.






Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Sad times

Sooner or later you bang your head
against the inevitable obstacle
that turns your life into a cross.
You become sick.
You have an accident.
Your loved-one dies.
Your career is a failure.
You are deceived, abandoned by your husband or wife.
Things go against you.
People pull you down.
You are humiliated, ruined.
You can’t go any more.
You grow old.
This obstacle can be any shape or size.
It doesn’t take any notice of your degrees,
Your standing, your name, your reputation,
the size of your wallet, your relationships
or your success with people.
You seem lucky.
Everything is going well…
Then suddenly that dark could looms up.
It can hurt you so badly, that,
Disillusioned, disheartened and battered,
you’d rather be dead.

This tragedy, this obstacle,
is a reality in every person’s life.
But fewer  and fewer people can cope with it.
They can’t accept it any more and become over-anxious.
Many go down under the stain.
Doctors and psychiatrists are overburdened.
You have no choice.
Either you bear your cross
or it will crush you.
But you cannot carry your cross,
Unless you learn to understand its function.
The cross brings you back to truth,
to the reality of your vulnerability
-your exact human size, your insignificance,
your poverty, your feebleness.
The cross can free you from your material things,
Which threaten to drown you.
You can cut free from your mediocrity.
The cross is like an aerial,
which can pick up a message from God.
It won’t take away your pain,
but it will take away the senselessness,
the purposelessness of it all.
You can feel human again
and perhaps, feel and see everything clearly,
through eyes that have wept.

















Monday, November 17, 2014

TOEFL tests/ Incomplete Sentences/ Advanced level #  16


HIGH SCHOOL VOCABULARY TEST (3)


Q1 The result of the election didn’t give either candidate a clear majority but in the end the leader of the opposition agreed to step down and ……. to the wishes of the electorate.

(a) accept                             (b) accent                     (c) accede                    (d) ascend

Q2 The sound of the waterfall goes on all day and night and in the end the ….. noise gets on your nerves.

(a) interrupting                    (b) inciting                  (c) invading                     (d) incessant

Q3 I apologized for what seemed like a deliberate act of rudeness but I explained that it had been purely accidental and an ….. action on my part.

(a) inverted                           (b) inadvertent              (c) incurred                  (d) inhibited

Q4 Although it’s a complicated subject the professor managed to make it all totally clear and …… by her delivery.

(a) lucid                           (b) luminous                     (c) lightening                              (d) lifting

Q5 When you take a party of tourists round a famous city there are always those who ……. and keep everybody else waiting.

(a) litter                            (b) lessen                             (c) loiter                              (d) languish

Q6 Before she knew what had happened a man suddenly fell on her …… across and stealing her handbag.

(a) lurking                      (b) linking                         (c) limping                          (d) lunging

Q7. There was absolutely no call for him to criticize her so cruelly and in almost a …… manner.

(a) malformed                       (b) malicious                       (c) maladroit                          (d) malcontent

Q8. There was absolutely no question about it he was the ……. idiot such as you’d find in one of those old farces.

(a) provincial                            (b) provided                           (c) proverbial                      (d) protective

Q9. You’ll soon get used to his funny ways as it’s one of the ….. of his personality.

(a) quibbles                        (b) quills                    (c) quaffs                       (d) quirks

Q10. He didn’t really give speeches because he used to scream and shout and you could hear him …… a hundred meters down the road.


(a) reigning                         (b) raining                           (c) ruling                              (d) rattling

Tuesday, November 11, 2014







 The pot that would not stop boiling


There was once a little girl who lived with her mother in a tiny little house. They were very, very poor, and often did not even have enough to eat.
   One day there was nothing at all in the house to eat, so the mother sent the little girl out into the woods to hunt for berries.
As the little girl wandered in the woods she met an old woman.
    “Why are you out in the woods alone, my dear?” asked the old woman. When the little girl told her, the old woman pulled out from under her heavy cloak a little iron pot.
    “This is a magic pot, my dear,” said the little old woman. “Whenever you are hungry, just say to it, ‘ Cook, little pot, cook!’
and you will have sweet porridge. When you  have enough, all you need to say stop.”
         The little girl thanked the old woman and ran all the way home with home with the little magic pot.
   From that time on the little girl and her mother never went hungry, for whenever they needed food, the little girl would say:
    “Cook, little pot, cook!” and the little pot would fill up with sweet porridge.
    Then the little girl would say:
   “Stop, little pot, stop!” and the little pot would stop boiling.
But one day when the little girl was away from home, her  mother got hungry for some good sweet porridge. So she took out the little pot and said: ‘’Cook, little pot, cook!’’Soon the little pot was full of sweet porridge. ‘’No more, little pot, no more!’’ said the mother. But the porridge climbed up to the brim of the little pot and began to spill over the edges. ‘’Halt, little pot, halt!’’ cried the mother . But the porridge kept coming. It ran over the stove and began to drip on to the floor. Try as she might, the mother could not think of the right words to make the little pot stop boiling. So the porridge spread out over the kitchen floor, and grew deeper and deeper. It ran out the door and tricked down the path. Soon the trickle was a stream that went rushing down the little village street, pushing its way into houses. And still the little pot kept on boiling. The stream of porridge flowed along, growing deeper and faster, until it came to the last house in the village, where the little girl was visiting. When she saw the first trickle of porridge creep in under the door, she guessed what had happened, and she ran home through porridge-filled streets. ‘’Stop, little pot, stop!’’ cried the little girl as she waded into the kitchen. Instantly the little pot stopped boiling. But by that  time the village was so full of porridge that it took the people three weeks to eat their way out of it.  
   


Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Words that inspire.

"Raise your words not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder."



Talk is “in”. Action is out


Talk is ‘in’
Action is ‘out’
Never has there been so much talk as there is today.
Never has such an avalanche of hollow,
pointless words crashed down on people’s heads.
Everyone wants to talk.
Everyone wants to put in a word.
Everyone wants to interrupt.
But only a few have anything to say.
Because only a few can bear the silence
and effort needed to think.