Yes, 'EC' is the abbreviation for 'Englishclub', while 'MyEC' stands for 'myEnglishclub'.

I used to spend so much time learning English on EC until 'MyEC' was created by EC's founder Josef Essberger- I really enjoyed the time spent on EC, which is probably the best website to learn English. 

I'd recommend EC's ESL Forums to you. Some of our members here may have already been so familiar with the forums - 'ESL' is the short form of 'English as a second language'. You can ask a question related to E

Yes, you say 'the whole of London', not 'the whole London'. 

You should use 'the whole of', not 'the whole', before proper nouns and pronouns, for example, you say 'the whole of Europe', 'the whold of it', etc. 

So, if you say 'I've eaten the whole cake', I may ask 'Have you really eaten the whole of it?' - not 'the whole it'. 

You also use 'the whole of' before another determiner, such as 'my', 'this', 'the'. You say 'the whole of my life', 'the whole of the winter' or 'the whole of this course'. 

My blog might be little bit controversial but I decided to come up with this topic because to close our eyes and pretend that the word RAPE doesn't exist would be simply cowardish act. Without doubt rape is a crime and crime should be punished but unfortunately many rapists will never be imprisoned and will keep on raping over and over again. This is very sad reality. No woman in this world derserves to be raped!!! This is more than clear fact because each human being should be respected, not hu

"This blog is dedicated to White Helmets of Syria (as they have been known by many all around the world)"

Perhaps all of you are familiar with the catastrophic news coming daily from my country "Syria".. But among all of this mess and tragedies, maybe only some of you have known about the group named "White Helmets of Syria". This group has chosen to work voluntarily as the civil defense in the time of lacking all possibilities to save the lives of civilians who are falling every day by the atroc

Hey, look on this guy, he is cool,
He never wanted be like a fool.
He called himself as a punk,
he said things like love are just junk.

In love he would never believe,
that wasn't a goal to achieve.
No girl ever had gotten his heart,
to be tough was for him as an art,
 
Then he felt the kiss of someone.
First he thought about using a gun.
It was just his nose what she kissed,
but he felt he can never resist.

He felt how his brain was in fire
and how much his heart feels desire.
Her kiss gave his both eyes a gl

Yes, some words seem to be so hard to memorize - you may even wonder who on earth has created such a word or why they needed to create such a word. 

It may help if you know the 'root' in a word, for example, it may help you memorize the word 'vocabulary' if you know the root 'vocabul' means 'word'. A lot of 'word roots' are Greek or Latin originated, which may seem alien or unfamiliar to you. 

It may be so helpful if you can pronounce the word correctly. The most effective way, though, may be 'rep

Last Dance

It was cold Friday's night. Like every week she was in a hurry to open the creaky door of the old, desolate house situated in the suburb. She sneaked inside, rushed to the first floor and found herself in a spacious room looking like a dancing hall. She felt excitement, desire to take on her noble, red dress, to play the old gramophone...and to start dancing slowly with ease like a floating angel in the sky. Suddenly nothing existed, just her moving body and passion for the dancing wer

It should be the best and most exciting day in her entire life.

Dressed up with a blood-red wedding dress, white roses decorating the skirt of her dress. She wears a red band in the hair and her feet stuck in red high heels.

How beautiful her white skin fits the red dress, her skinny arms are like porcelain.

She wants to be the most beautiful bride to him, she wants to seduce him with her appearance and her fragrance, the fragrance of her young virgin skin. She is very excited and she tries to ima

Dear My first Angel :
I want to thank You for what you have already done.
I am not going to wait until I see results or receive rewards;
I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until I feel better or things look better;
I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until people say they are sorry or until they stop talking about me;
I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until the pain in my body disappears ;
I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wai

Mirror Face

I choose picture number 3 because it has no story yet^^ 

There was two lovers sitting on the hill, shoulder by shoulder, their heads leaned to each others. They were enjoying the view from there with the silence that could be understood only by them.

“Why do you love me?” asked the boy.

The girl chuckled, her man never got tired of this. Playing doubt and asking silly question, she knew after answered this, she would ask the same question, because that’s the rule of this game.

It took her

It was written by me long ago and translated recently. Special thanks to AG and ELF-Noor for encouraging me:)

Paint a canvas for me, make it bright,

Make it cheerful, make it lively.

Paint a canvas for me to revive

All those dead dreams, unfulfilled desires.

Add some sun in your paints, don't be grudge,

Add some sun - let it dry all the tears.

In that picture, you paint the eyes

Of my friends, those who were and who are a

My story behind these walls started in the middle of June 2005. Eleven years, 7 months, and 10 days passed before this day. And now.. we reached to the end of the story..

I gave my two daughters sleeping pills so that they could not feel anything.. I put them in their beds, closed the curtains not to let the sunlight annoy their sleep, and turned off the lights.. 

Weather was so fresh and cool that I could feel the very cool breezes touching my skin and giving me heavenly feelings. 

I roamed the ro

ABDUCTED WIFE

Dear Everyone,

When I saw her, I felt in love with her, I don’t know if this was right but I want her to be on my side.  

She was the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen and I want her to be my queen. Her mother was the goddess of harvest and agriculture the reason why her beauty was always in bloom.

But I did something, which I don’t know if it was right or wrong; I abduct the girl and hide her on my home. Her mother became sad and harvest became bad.

When my brother heard about what I di

Killed Angel

He always considered himself a tough, devoted punker, who did his best to suppress own emotions, not to look weak nor hurt. His ego was something he was proud of and his antisocial attitude made him cold and sort of far away from the reality. The only positive thing about him was his humorous and cool side and that's why some weirdos of the same blood group liked him.
However, things around us are and always were unpredictable, so even people like him deserve to be happy. One day in

Writing Challenge: My Story Behind the Picture

• Posted by Luci

Desire

She was in my arm and we both were dancing, floating all over the dancing floor. There was no one but us. Me and her.  Her long red silky frock was flurrying with the swings of our movements, exposing her exposed beauty even more.  I was letting myself burned in the sweet heat of her charm making me draw her close. When I took a long swing holding her in my arm, I saw a reflection of me in one of the large mirrors hanging on the w

If I could catch a rainbow

I would do it just for you

And share with you its beauty

On the days you're feeling blue.


If I could build a mountain

You could call your very own;

A place to find serenity,

A place to be alone.


If I could take your troubles

I would toss them in the sea,

But all these things I'm finding

Are impossible for me.


I cannot build a mountain

Or catch a rainbow fair,

But let me be what I know best,

A friend who's always there.


I promise to d

Life is like a garden

And friendship like a flower,

That blooms and grows in beauty

With the sunshine and the shower.


And lovely are the blossoms

That are tended with great care,

By those who work unselfishly

To make the place more fair.


And, like the garden blossoms,

Friendship's flower grows more sweet

When watched and tended carefully

By those we know and meet.


And, if the seed of friendship

Is planted deep and true

And watched with understanding,

Friendship's

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I chose picture number 2!

The castle of death.

Long years of loneliness, he was so tired and unhappy. Why was he still alive? Why wouldn’t death come to take his soul and set him free from this pain? She was long gone… forever and always he was bound to spend his days in solitude only dreaming and remembering the moments spent with her.  

Days were all same and nights were immeasurably long.  His existence could never be called a «life». It was just an existence without any r