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posted by cassie-1-2-3
Spelling is important.
Grammar is important.
Especially when involving words…

In today’s world, written word is growing lebih and lebih common. With the fairly baru-baru ini introduction of text messaging, email, IM services, social networks, and online self publishing (which is what we’re all doing here on Fanpop when we post articles, and what I am mainly addressing), it is not only important how your words sound, it’s just as important, if not lebih so, how they look.

link* to me, some people seem to believe that spelling and grammar is not at all important in these self publications.
Just to senarai a few examples I’ve come across:

" so what if [your spelling] is wrong it just mean that u r Penulisan this from ur hati, tengah-tengah and not really caring about the spelling"

This, I can see this person’s point, but that is what a rough rough draft is for. (I don’t know if rough rough is the proper term, but that’s what my 12th grade English teacher called it)


" dont tell me what to do. A lot of people Cinta my articles....they dont care if things are spelt wrong....your not wiser, atau smarter then me soo leave me alone. "

This, I find to be very ignorant.


Yet another one.
" o wow come on who cares if her spelling is messed up!"
Please, let me tell you.

(I have quoted three different people. I’m not targeting anyone)


Why spelling is important:
Spelling can be defined as a code that uses letter sequences to represent specific words that have an associated pronunciation and meaning within the mental dictionary.

As stated above, how your words look is very important. Your eyes need to actually see this code before your brain can decode it.
Some people read strictly for the content (newspaper atau magazine article, movie review, and so on), but many other people (many people on Fanpop) read to feel something. To get into the writers mind and truly relate to the story. Membaca around typos and misspellings is very annoying and takes a little too much lebih effort than it’s worth. It makes anda think to yourself,
If the penulis doesn’t care enough about what he/she is saying, then why should I even bother Membaca this?
NONE of us want that.

Some of anda may consider bringing up this little item:
“I cluod not blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch sudty at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and anda can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter sejak istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas thgouht slpeling was ipmorantt.“

I admit, this isn’t the most difficult thing to read, but it’s not the most enjoyable thing to read either. As a writer, anda don’t want people to just read your stories. anda want them to enjoy the experience and feel the urge to do it again and again.

The difference between a spelling error and a typo:

A typo is generally an accident, such as anda hit the wrong key sejak mistake, whereas a spelling error is, in a way, intentional. anda honestly believe the word is spelled a certain way, when in reality, it’s not.

Example:

I always feel ridiculed when users komen on my horrible spelling.


Typo: I alwsys feel ridiculed when users commment on my horrible spelling.

Notice how on the keyboard, the s is right seterusnya to the a. This is a simple mistake I’ve seen almost everyone make. Adding an extra letter, atau leaving one out is also very common, along with reversing the order of two letters.


Spelling error: I always feel ridaculed when users komen on my horrable spelling.

There’s not really any simple slip of the finger that would justify this. None that I can see atau understand, at least.


When speaking, spelling means absolutely nothing, but when writing, it makes all the difference in the world.

I was going to include why grammar is important as well, but I feel I’ve been typing forever, so I’ll end it here.


*I only did that because I Cinta The Killers.
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posted by sawfan13
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I...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
Chapter 3 of my story. It does get a bit lebih dramatic and a wee bit violent/scary but it will make sense as I go further along.

1st chapter: link

2nd chapter: link


Chapter 3

Koda stood just outside his school, only 10 minit until the first loceng rang. He was thinking about what Jax told him with his dream. He knew he shouldn’t let it bother him but it kept picking at his conscience like a gagak was picking at his heart.
It was just a drunken dream, he told himself.
His thoughts quickly turned to anger as he began to remember how his family always treated him.

An outcast, a screw up…

The loceng rang...
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RIGHT, WELL WE ARE STARTING FROM WERE WE LAST FINISHED............SO IF U HAVENT READ IT.................UR SCREWED!!!

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"Ow, Belle that hurt, was there any need for that?" he asked cowering away from me. Boys drive me insane, all their secrets and leis,alll their nonsense.
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posted by ilovehouse345
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This time she was old enough to understand.She cried and never went to visit him,it was just to painful for her.She...
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This chapter is dedicated to another great friend, PC..x Thanks for being so supportive.

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"She's cute." Ash answered his sister.Ellen went to her first class.
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
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    I got off the floor grabbing my silk jubah mandi, jubah that was sitting on bahagian, atas of the box seterusnya to my mattress. I walked over to my living room windows and opened the shades up to reveal a beautiful ocean. The sky was clear all for...
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HEY,
I DID NOT WRITE THIS STORY MY BRO DID, HOPE anda LIKE IT


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As much as I hated her now I had loved her then.
But I had a problem now. The hate was getting in the way of my whole life. It was like this shadow that was always two steps behind me waiting to lash out. I did what I thought would help. Ignored it. And guess what? It just got worse. It got to the point where I was cold to everyone. My Friends tiptoed around me atau avoided me altogether. My hatred and anger were controling my life. I should have asked for help but I was way to stubborn for that. Why would I need to talk to a shrink? They were for crazy people. So, after a few weeks...
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posted by ZekiYuro
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'It stopped me dead and instead of joining the other performers I walked down to the front of the stage to find out what that noise was.'

'That noise' has Charmed her ever since and in a long,successful career,both on the theatre stage and on...
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'30 years later I had an exhibition of my foto-foto in Paris.I was talking to some Friends when suddenly a man came up to me and said,'I know your 2 lovers.They live near here.I can take anda there if anda want.'I immediately decided to go and meet them.This was their story.'
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Family life:
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2.People will live near other people who have the same interests as them,for example in golf villages.
3.There will often be 3 generations living in the same house,e.g. grandparents,parents,and children.
4.People will live until their mid-eighties,but women will still live slightly longer than men.



Work and...
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