Hamza's English Journal

This is a response to an article by Isabelle Kerr about the slang words in the English dictionary. I am writing this report on behalf of the younger generation that Isabelle hasn’t represented. I’m talking about the younger generation who are not ‘ASBO- wielding yobs who can’t communicate properly’. As a 16 year old male, I feel glad to disagree with Kerr in her argument because slang is useful for our English language because it is use full to our generation it also feels more relaxing. When Kerr is trying to be sarcastic by saying ‘im so gonna unlike that selfie of her twerking srsly though, these words wanna make me vom’,i understand what she is trying to say, which means she successfully communicated.

Isabelle Kerr is 20 years old so she is still a young lady who has experienced being a teenager and should have experienced slang words depending on where she grew up her child hood. Recently, Kerr has found out about the word ‘twerking’ which means “dancing to a popular music in a sexually provocative manner; involving thrusting hip movements and a low, squatting stance”. She is against the word ‘twerking’ because she hasn’t heard of the word before so  she looked it up and found out that it is not appropriate to be in the English dictionary. I think its just young people describing in there slang words.

I can tell you now the human body is useless. Useless because I am a very gifted and talented footballer and what lets me down is my body if any part of my body gets injured or damaged it will affect me and my carer so that’s why I always keep thinking about it at the top of my mind. I am still doing GCSE so I have to be aware of my carer at football at the same time so I have to have a plan b because if I get injured and its a long term injury then I will have to go with my plan b which is coaching football because my passion is football. To be a football coach I need to have qualifications including English, maths, science and PE GCSE so it is hard for me to focus on all of these things also its a very important year for young footballers like me that are trying to get a scholarship with a professional club.

Imagen then how I was told by the physiotherapist about a small tear at my knee I was very glad to hear it was a short term injury because I could still carry on with my carer. So if I had a long term injury e.g. broken leg I will not be able to carry on with my carer so that’s why I have to study hard and get good grades. This is just a warning to me because something worse can happen. At the moment I feel very sad because I haven’t played football for almost 2 months and when I go every Sunday to watch my team play football my manager and the parents always says ” We are missing you Hamza and we cant wait until your fit again” This really got to me it meant to me that they are always caring and supportive with me because I am very important to them. Since I was injured they lost twice and won 4 times this shows how I am very important to them because we always win when I am playing. This Sunday they really have an important cup match against a very good team when the manager sent the text last night it said ‘this next cup game is the biggest match of our season’ so I have to really support them this Sunday and I will be the happiest teenager in the world if they win without me. I can tell you now the human body is useless. so you don’t always have rely on your body because your body is like a machine it can brake down at any moment.

Write about what the limitations of the human body have taught you

Here it was, finally the big day! After an almost sleepless night the sun had risen and along with it so had my level of excitement. As I shovelled my cereal into my mouth, nearly choking out of anticipation for the great derby, my mother looked at me unimpressed, chuckled and told me to take a shower before my sister entered the bathroom.

Jumping out of the shower still singing the anthems of my team, I headed straight to my wardrobe where my ironed, neatly placed uniform was staring at me. I put it on instantly, posing in the mirror as I continue to sing the anthem and practice my chants for the day. Spraying myself in my best perfume getting more excited with every glance of myself in my mirror. It was a great morning.

Having left my house, I walked down the road proudly, holding up my banner of the blues, my team colours emulate through me and my voice sings the melodies of my team. Excitement is an understatement! And everyone around me knew it, especially since they were looking at me as if I was some sort of enraged hooligan from the 70’s.I boarded the bus, the driver who was also an amid supporter of Chelsea let me on for free, out of the brotherhood the team gives us, and on that bus were many like me. A sea of blue in a big red bus.

Having got on the bus with my friend, we found seats on the upper deck I sat down at the back left of the bus were I usaully sit when I’m on my way to school on a stripey blue, red, green and yellow cotton seat, I’m so used to it that to me, it’s as comfortable as my sofa at home. My friend sat two seats infront of me and as we looked out the windows as the journey continued, we noticed the banners of our football club plasterd all over block windows and pubs… I felt like I was already there while still on my journey. Reaching our destinastion, me and my freind looked outside the wide hard glass of the bus’s windshield and we saw alot of chelsea fans this made me and my freind more excited. I ran down the stairs of the bus with such energy I think I jumped a few of the steps! and pressed the red stop button to get off the next stop there was lot of traffic my friend looked at me and whispered into my ear ‘I dare you to press the emergancy button’ so I thought to my self that the bus driver looked old and fat he would’nt be able to get us if I pressed it. So I did it quickly, I pushed my index finger on the emergancy button and as the doors slowly opened me and my friend were on our toes ready to desappeare from the bus driver.

After running in and out of the chelsea fans I looked up the stadium was right in front of us then looked back and said to my friend ‘We are a fare distance now from the bus we can stop running now’ my freind was exhausted i said to him ‘stop we have reached’

As i entered the enormous Stamford bridge stadium hearing the crowds cheering ”Chelsea ! Chellsseeaa !! Chelllssseeeaaa !!! i had goosebumps  that’s how excited i was i saw the wonderfully patterned stripey grass the smell immediately hit me it smelt beautiful. I grabbed my blue and wight flag from under my cold plastic seat and waved it gently feeling proud for my team and at the same time for the thousands of fans to see. The first half begins as the referee blows the small but loud black whistle as Chelsea get the game started everyone hoping Chelsea get a good start 20 minutes in the first half the score was still  0:0 Chelsea was playing poor so the supporters and i started to encourage the players by shouting loud ‘Come on Chelsea’ for a while then Chelsea stepped up there game and felt confident and they scored it was 1:0 to Chelsea the whole crowed stood up and jumped up and down on the hard concrete ground and was shouting ‘yesss’!!!!  feeling proud of there team. This gave me goose bumps everyone was feeling excited so we all started singing famous Chelsea songs. This carried on until the referee blew the whistle for the second half.