Saturday, 19 April 2008

Night Walk

Style Exercise

Night Walk


Notation

Late night, I could hear the echoes of my shoes, tapping on a paving stone in the silent downtown. I was in a hurry from the antique cafe to a bus-stop. The last bus to the suburb was nearly caught, I could still saw the malicious tail-lights of it, taking a corner. The mild night was so refreshing and beckoning for taking a walk. The cafe made me ware. I put on some music. The events of the day suddenly disappeared from my head, giving place to the smells and colours of the spring night. Dawn seemed far right there, but I didn’t mind. The Moon followed me on my way back home.


Surprises

Do you know what happened with me last night? How incredibly empty and silent were the streets in the downtown! Where did I go? I was in a hurry to catch the bus, but guess what! Of course I missed it, it was so unbelievable, I could see its lights! The bus was winding in the cross-roads! Can you imagine I didn’t mind it that much? While I was concentrating on not being late, I didn’t realize how refreshing and wonderful the weather was. You would never believe the different soft scents of trees and lights you can enjoy late night! Later, I found something in my bag! That was the only thing I need for my journey! It was my I-pod stuffed with music! And then I discovered a guide joined me! Guess who? The Moon!


Dream

I felt so stressed and nervous. I remember everything was dark and shady, I was running in the empty streets, listening the knocking of my shoes. I couldn’t move on and this put me in a paddy. It was like a slow motion. Suddenly I appeared in the bus-stop. The bus was far away, it was sneering like one of those nerve-racking cartoons from the kid’s channel’s program. Then a mood was changed, everything became so peaceful, it was spring with blooming trees. I felt myself floaty, I was walking. The smells were dazzling; I heard music coming from somewhere. I looked up and I saw the moon winked and told me that just took my time; the sun was still sleeping fast.


Precision

On Saturday, the 5th April in 2008 at 11:48p.m., I was walking fast 120 metres in the downtown. I was in a hurry to catch the 15 metres long, red, blue and white Mercedes bus of the 24-line. I reached the 6th bus-stop of the line at 11:55p.m., the bus departed at 11:54p.m. I decided to take the 30 minutes long journey on my 2 foot. The 5dl coffee I drunk made me 100 percent awake. I put on my music; I chose the 3rd song on the list. The temperature was 10 C°, wind blew was 6mph, pressure 1016mb, the relative humidity 33 percent. I looked up and I saw the Moon 384000 km far away.


Hesitation

I’m not sure about the story; I cannot really remember the details of it. When and where it happened exactly? Was it in the morning, afternoon or night; winter or summer, maybe spring in the city-centre or the suburb? I went out somewhere. It was a public place with lot of people; in a restaurant or pub? In a party? In a cafe? I wanted to take an underground, or not, maybe it was a tram, perhaps bus. The point was that I missed it. Was I furious? Maybe It was fine for me because I could call a taxi in the rain. But I can imagine that the weather could be pleasure as well, so in this case I could go home on foot. I remember that something was in the air, something magical. Maybe it was a fresh snow rustle under my feet, or the lights of the stars, perhaps the spring trees in bloom. I was watching something up on the sky. Was it a bird? Rainbow? Solar eclipse? The Moon? Was I alone?

Sunday, 13 April 2008

The Free Dictionary

Today I would like to share with you a great invention. I have to note that this is not my discover, friend of mine has showed me recently (Thank you Mon Amie M.). What I am writing about is an online dictionary with lot of extra entertaining gadget. You can play Hangman or with a Spelling Bee, Matching up synonym words. For the esoteric fans, there is a horoscope every day. My favorite option is the Word of the Day where you can find a new word day by day for building your vocabulary.(Today is the: "hellion" means troublesome person...good to know!) What else I can tell you about it, well I think the best if I give you the link and you can roam the site yourself. Have fun!


http://www.thefreedictionary.com/

Have a nice day!!!

Sunday, 6 April 2008

Life in pink

Last weekend finally I’ve got the Piaf- La Vie en Rose movie on DVD. Unfortunately I couldn’t see it at cinema so I was very ruffled with full of expectations. I can tell, I am not disappointed at all. The film biography is about the French singer icon, Edith Piaf directed by Olivier Dahan. I knew some of her music of course, but to be honest I didn’t know much about her life before. The film shows the most important moments of her tragic life in mosaic disposal from her deplorable childhood until her death-bed with full of emotions and beautiful songs. But the film wouldn’t be worth for mentioning without the title-heroin. The soul of the movie squarely is Marion Cottillard the young talented French actress (you could see her in the taxi movie as well). For her marvellous transformation she definitely merited the Oscar. If you haven’t heard about the film yet, check the link of the trailer below and enjoy.


Monday, 10 March 2008

Time Travel

Time passes rapidly...an old man would say that with a sigh. How often do we think back to our childhood? Do we think about it at all? What would be if you had a chance to turn back the time for a couple of hours? It can happen.

I was standing on the bus station in the morning as usual, waiting for the autobus to take me back to Pécs. But something happened, something unexpected which broke my daily routine, and it made the magic started that time. The bus broke down somewhere before it had reached the station. There was no other way to leave the city before the afternoon. The morning seminar was definitely missed.

I went back home with a new alternative plan for the day. First, the idea was weird that finally, I would end up in another educational establishment. I set forth to visit my Mom on her workplace. Thirty minutes later, I was standing in an empty hall of the building, listening to children shout and laugh from everywhere, the atmosphere amazed me right away. I hadn’t been in the Nursery for ages.

Children took me in their world after a few minutes I stepped through the threshold of the room. I had to assess there is not such a big distinction between the original plan (University) and the new destination (Day-care). Let me explain. We were sowing wheat seeds in a huge tile to find out, what will happen with them. It is like an agriculture endeavour during the botany seminar. Birthday celebration was made with cake and singing, just like surprise birthday party in dormitory with food, drink and music. We were drawing with pencils surrounded by the Easter-Spring-eggy-bunny decoration as art tutorial class, making sketch, playing tig outside, in the garden, running for catching each other, felt like in a sports faculty for extra 2 credits. I realized only vivid colours, sunshine, tiny new friends and full of life around me, but I had to grow up again as quickly as I had become a child before.

On my way back home, I felt something heavy in my pocket. It was a nice yellow stone,a magic rock, a present I’ve got. I started to laugh, after an idea came in my mind: what if someone asks me about the new piece of my stone-collection...’I’ve got from my new nursery-mate today in the kindergarten!’

Sunday, 2 March 2008

Spring Semester

Welcome back!!!

After a long respite the Réka's Whisper is active again. During the new semester I'm going to continue my blog for Reading & Writing course. Hopefully I will see the result of my mettlesome work in the end of the term when I will take the Proficiency Exam. (Wish me good luck in advance...)
*
There is also a little innovation of my blogging. In addition I contribute to edit the Albatross Vocabulary. This blog is made for English learner students to help with building word-power. You can visit and look around on this site as well: www.albatrossvocab.blogspot.com

Have a nice and gainful spring semester and don't forget to enjoy the sunshine!!!

Thursday, 6 December 2007

The Blogscars-Best Design

Réka's Whisper got the best design prize in the Blog Awards yesterday!
I would like to say thank you for the appreciation and for the bonus point as well! (It will be useful I can tell...)
Have a successful examination period for everyone!
Cheers

Tuesday, 4 December 2007

The CV task

Curriculum Vitae

Réka Gajárszki

+36/…………
divona@freemail.hu

……………….
Székesfehérvár
8000
Hungary


Profile

First-year English major undergraduate student at the University of Pécs, Hungary, with an interest to study English Language and Literature at the Faculty of English for foreign students in the University of Cambridge.

Education

- Advanced final examination certificate in English at the Hunyadi Mátyás Secondary School, Székesfehérvár, 2006


- Intermediate final examination certificate in Hungarian Grammar and Literature, Mathematics, History, Economics at the Hunyadi Mátyás Secondary School, Székesfehérvár, 2006


- Course in ESOL Skills for Life Level 2 at Oaklands College, Borehamwood, England, 2007


Skills

- English:
Intermediate language examination certificate in all four skills (TELC) 2005
Advanced language examination certificate in Speaking skills (TELC) 2006
ESOL Skills for Life Level 2 examination certificate in three skills, 2007

- German language studies for two years
- IT skills
- Typing skills
- Full driving licence

Interests

- Reading and writing in Hungarian and English
- Travelling
- Languages and cultures
- Arts (photography, painting, films, music etc.)
- Interior design

Sunday, 2 December 2007

The "Short Entry" and a drop of Promise

Butterfly's dream
Chilly black Midnight's near
Takes you far away

Saturday, 24 November 2007

Catching the moment


Pictures are part of our life. They can be colourful or black-and white, simple or widely spiced by Photoshop, it can be made by a professional photographer or an amateurish, you can find them in your home-made album, photo gallery or newspaper. We are surrounded by little fragments from life.


A friend of mine showed me some photos that she received. They were very nice; the talented guy who took them had a very good sense to see things. While I was watching the pics I realized how much I missed photography. Last year I had lot of opportunities to take my camera, to roam about, discover hidden places and take shots.

Photography is not only about taking pictures of something, it is like catching a precious moment, a moment that you would like to keep forever, to show somebody else to get the same feelings that you had when you took the photo. It doesn’t matter the subject of your snapshot; it can be about friends, family, a landscape, a building, maybe an unknown person or whatever. Have you realized when you use your camera, you can catch and save the atmosphere? Each photo has its own tale, and you are the story teller, you, who take it. Everybody with a camera has a great possibility as well to be an artist.

Let me show you some photos I shoot; I put them below and on the left side. I hope you will enjoy them as much as I enjoyed to take.





Saturday, 17 November 2007

Sunday

Another Sunday has arrived. I woke up fretfully in the morning. I knew, it would be better not to leave the bed at all. Waking up is always a long process, but my morning tea saved me again. I bought my ticket to Pécs in the morning, because purchasing it right before the departure is sort of a mission impossible. The day passed quickly. I packed my things in my suitcase, realized that it was heavier than usual, wrote the last sentences to my friend on the internet, said goodbye to my family. The weekend officially finished.

I arrived at the railway station on time. The train didn’t. Sopiane intercity was expected eighty minutes later, I was hearing from the loud-speaker. “Always look on the bright side of life…” I had the annoying song in my mind…

Why not? I had time to admire the building. I saw writings on the wall, so I went closer, but I still couldn’t read them, not because I’m illiterate, I just don't speak Russian. The building keeps them like small souvenirs from the past. I guessed the diversified spider net with several layers of muck, hung from the ceiling everywhere was on the same age as the letterings. The woman in the ticket office maybe older. She was lovely anyway. With a wide smile on her face, she informed the passengers about another fifty minutes delay, willingly changed tickets into other services. Somebody changed the earlier to a later one, others inversely. Everybody tried to handle the situation in the best way, tried to figure life out somehow. The drunken old grandpa persistently made his circles around the platform and the departure lounge. He put me in the picture about how rich he was, showing his cash in his pocket. I couldn't understand what he talked about at all. Later, I saw him opening a beer, another one from his huge collection. The guy next to me was not as lucky as me. He couldn’t only see the brand new squirting beer but he could have it on his clothes and suitcase as well at the same time. I can tell, time is flying in a good company. A few beer-bottles later the train pulled in. I found my seat quickly, but my future travel mate put obstacles in my way. She said the train was late and we had plenty of seats, so I should have gone and found one. I didn’t take it to my heart, I discovered a single seat.

Later, while I was standing in the queue waiting for getting off the train, near by the door a young man approached me, asked whether he could help me with my suitcase because it was seemed to be heavy. Just a simple intentness, a question from a gentleman, but how heart-warming was it after all. I mumbled a “yes, thank you” with a kindly, grateful smile on my face, and the world became a better place again thanks for little human courtesy.

Friday, 9 November 2007

KT's World

Music plays important role in my life however, I cannot really sing or play on an instrument. I had some tryouts with a guitar, but instead of the proper string plucking I was rather plucking my poor patient friend’s nerve strings. So I can tell I’m not a musician type, I just like listening it, but this time I want to write about somebody else.

She is KT Tunstall. Unfortunately her name is not really well known in Hungary. She is a talented Scottish singer and songwriter. Her style is very unique and almost indefinable; it is sort of an acoustic-alternative-folk-rock. "Campfire" feeling, soft tunes, bit husky pleasant voice with intelligent and sensitive lyrics make you thinking; that’s her.

This song titled "I want you back" is a cover from the Jackson5, she played it live in a French show one year ago. She is amazing!!!



Her brand new album, Drastic Fantastic has been released. This video "Saving my face" is from there.Enjoy!!!



I know that I'm biased against her, but I don't feel guilty at all. Of course all these things are my opinion, I just wanted to introduce her, if you started to like her it's all the better for it!





Saturday, 3 November 2007

Autumn Candles

When real autumn arrives with its windy, rainy days, I always start to think about burning candles in the evenings besides having a warm scarf. I love candles. Honestly not just for cold seasons, I don’t mind using them in the hottest night at the summer as well, but this time, I really feel temptation to make my collection wider.

A candlelight in the dark room at night is just a simple phenomenon, but its effect is more complex. It can give me serenity, which is a great value for me. I think, watching the little dancing lights is very relaxing, even if I have to study I can concentrate more when the light of the candles fill the room.

For a big candle fan like me making candles can be also a really enjoyable hobby. After you heat the wax in a little bowl above the boiling water in a small hob, the special smell of the hot, melted wax will spread into the whole kitchen’s air. It is like witchcraft. You can choose the shape, the size, the colour, your favourite scents; you can create all of your ideas. Only your imagination can block you. All of your products are individual with sort of an own spirit. There are wide ranges of your possibilities, you just have to be creative and finally the whole house will be full of drying candle shapes and forms. Of course, you will need the support of other members of the household-shore. Their comprehension will be useful when in the end of your work; you look around and realize the big mess everywhere around you. This is the part of the pleasure.

After the extensive cleaning process, now I have time to enjoy the fruit of my work. I’ve put on some music, I’ve chosen the proper candles, successfully found a matchbox, switched on my computer and started to write. The wind is blowing coolly outside, the colourful leaves are falling down, nice season, isn’t it?

Sunday, 28 October 2007

The First


Welcome to my first blog! In the future you can read here about my thoughts, the things i like, my everyday life, so you can hear all my "whispers"...



First, I would like to share with you a really nice painting from Selina Fenech that i have fond recently. I like it a lot!





Have a nice day!



Cheers,

Réka