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- Gestern und die Schlange Gestern hielte ich eine sehr lange Schlange in meinen Hände. Ich arbeite in einem Museum. Jeder Samstag gibt es eine Schau mit vielen riesigen Schlangen. Ich war auf dem Weg von einem Buchladen zu unserem größeren Buchladen, wo ich arbeite. Plötzlich hat ein Mann mir die Schlange gegeben. Ich wusste nicht, was ich machen sollte. Also machte ich ganz nicht. Ich blieb sehr ruhig und hoffte, dass die Schlange würde mich nicht beißen. Zum Glück habe ich diese erschreckende Situation überlebt. :)June 26, 201610
I Ran on My Bike Into A Car on My Bike and Flew Over It! ("to run into" is a phrase that should not be separated)
I have done many crazy things in my life, but I always wanted to do them safely (adverb) and survive! I was young, inexperienced, and wanted to enjoy my life. One day, when I went for a ride with my mates, I realized that my bike brakes weren't working well. I decided to continue my ride and to repair them when I get home. Our ride was good and I enjoyed it! We have rode more than 60 km in just 2 hours and we wanted to ride more. This situation repeated itself many times and a problem was just behind a door, but a problem was just around the corner. ("just behind a door" is not an idiom in English. I think you mean "just around the corner".) My brakes finally backfired.
It was usual ride like every time. We went out of velodrome right onto the road and followed our leader. We were used to jumping over tram rails (Otherwise we get stuck in them and fall on the ground.), riding between cars in the rush hours and riding behind a bus within (or "at a distance", whichever you mean) a distance of 10 centimeters (approx 3 inches). Yes, that close to the bus, trolleybus, or car, that was and is still typical for us! It is a safe distance actually, because when a car or bus slows down, then we just shave off its bumper and try to leave as soon and as fast as possible! It isn't good and I don't do it to new cars, but just to old and unkempt cars. Anyway, we went to a zebra crossing and stopped. There was a driving school car in front of us and we were a group of 16 cyclists, so we just decided to use the "zip method" and to pass the car on its right side, near the railing and pavement. Everything went smoothly (adverb) until I had to take a turn and pass the car.
My bike was moving fast and I was just checking my pedals, because I was unable to fasten my shoe into it, when I saw that the driving school car in front of me was stopping. (you could say "I saw the car stopping" or "I saw that the car was stopping") I grabbed the brakes and... nothing. I was hardly slowing down, and the car in front of me was getting closer and closer. There was no space to move my bike into, so I ran into the car, flew over it and felt fell on the ground. I flew approx 5 meters with my bike attached to my shoes (because of the pedals) and I lost my consciousness for a few seconds. When I woke up, 1 meter in front of the car and 1,5 1.5 meters on to the right of the car, I saw and heard the driving school instructor saying: "You should look where you are going." Then he rolled up the window and disappeared. I stood up as fast as possible, jumped on the bike and tried to continue my ride. I was so bruised so that I was unable to ride more than 3 kilometers. Then I stopped and called my mother for help. It was a terrible experience!
PavelGoodness! What a story.
Just for my future reference, is this format for correction easier to read?
0 votedFebruary 27, 20151How I Unexpectedly Became a Manager at The Age of 18
It was a nice winter evening when my friend sent me an e-mail with a very good job offer. I was supposed to be a photo-reporter and to work for a new students' online magazine which had a young ambitious leader. I was 18 years old when I was accepted as a photographer. There were some problems with hosting and with a management, but I didn't care and waited. Everything started at the beginning of summer 2010 when I took my friend to my first festival. It was a three days long festival and I had to take pictures of that event from morning till the evening. There were trance <em>(I've never heard that word before, I'm not sure what you mean) </em>world stars such as Above & Beyond and many more. The festival was long, sometimes boring and very badly organized, but I spent nice time with my friend dancing. I finally did a good job and was perceived as a "professional photographer" in our redaction. <em>(perhaps you mean transaction? Redaction is an obscure word in English and seems not to fit very well.)</em>
My festival tour continued and I reported more than eight festivals during the summer. Almost every week I was out of the house and taking pictures, talking with women, and making new contacts. At the end of summer a new problem appeared. Our redaction (again, this seems like an odd word choice, but I'm not sure what you intend to mean) and especially photography division expanded and we became 8 photographers. There was a strong need for a manager. Our leader decided to send us an e-mail about this situation and we were able to choose who would be manager of photo-production. I was very ambitious at that time, so I was the first who applied to that job and I was accepted by the whole group of photographers. My first managing experience started in August 2010! I was unskilled, untrained, and without instructions but with a very clear vision.
The first thing that I had to do was to choose who would focus on what. That (job, chore) was easy and we came to an agreement very soon. Second, but more challenging thing, was to do HR work and to accept new photographers to our team. I didn't know how to do it. What would I write them and how would I reject inappropriate applicants? That was very hard task! I finally found a way how to do it. I had set the quality rules for whole photo-production, professional requirements and advantages for good workers. Just for your information <em>(the abbreviation wouldn't be used in this common phrase)</em>, we weren't paid, we worked as volunteers. It was even tougher to work as a volunteer and to manage people to do things according to the set rules. After I was accused of being arrogant and selfish, I found a way how to speak with people and how to convince them to do a better job. Our department grew from 8 to 13 and we were great team!
Pavel<em>Very interesting story! Don't forget to include articles where necessary. :)</em>0 votedFebruary 25, 20153
