Book review of "The Phoenix"

The Phoenix was written by Silvia Townsend Warner in 1940 after the 2nd World War in England
The story is about a phoenix that is used as a form of earning money after it was found in the jungle of Arabia. He was brought to England, and it was turned into a kind of atraction. It was tortured and manipulated to do what Mr. Poldero wanted.
The plot of the story starts when the man who has locked the bird (Mr.Poldero), wants the phoenix to die so it would burn itself. He was going to take advantage of this to earn a lot of money, so he starts looking for desesperate actions so that the bird feels older so he wouldnt have more desire to live.
To sum up, it is the story of a phoenix that is trapped in London as an attraction. The story represents the conflict between human beings and nature. I would definetly suggest to read this story.

Susan's Life

Susan was a happy girl. She lived in New York in a flat with her cat Shimi. She has lived there in New York all her life since she was born so she had a lot of friends. Her parents lived there in New York too but at her old house where she lived when she was a child. And then she moved to a flat so she could have her own life. Now she's working as a translator on a big company. She always like to be with her friends, she is going to the cinema with friends, she's going to eat with friends and she's going to play with her friends. But one day her boss called her and he told her that she had been promoted. Susan became happy immediatly. And the her boss told her that she would have to move to England. In that moment she became very depressed but she was trying to pretend her feelings with her boss. She told him that it was a great news and that she was happy but she really wasn't. When she told her family, her parents were very proud of her and they told Susan that they would miss her. But when she told her friends, everyone was very sad. All her friends where there to say goodbye to her, the day that she would travel. That was the last time she ever saw them.

Diary entry

Hi. I was asked to do this diary entry based on a poem called: "For my grandmother knitting" by Liz Lonchhead. This diary entry talks about of the point of view of the grandmother and what she thinks about his family:

Dear Diary, today I was visited by my family. Every Sunday, they visit me to see how I am. Every day, before they come, I knit some sweater or some scarf for one of them. I am so happy when I give them some of my knitting because I feel more useful. The day I cannot knit any more, I will not know what to do. When I am knitting, I dont feel like anything; I feel free. I dont even realise when I am knitting; it is like part of me. I dont know if my ability of knitting has something to do with when I was little because when I was little, I was a fisher-girl. Now my old hands are too weak but I still knit because like I said; it is part of me.
I dont know if my family needs my knittings because I have already made lots of clothes that I dont even know if they need them. And sometimes I ask myself if I am stressing them with all my knitting but that is tye only thing I can do. Each time that my family comes, I feel more and more bored. Each time that my family comes, I feel more and more stupid. But each time my family comes, I remember that I still have a motivation to keep on living; them.