Not Just for Laughs: Remembering the Porter

Macbeth is a story about one of William Shakespeare's most famous plays - murder, betrayal, ambition. After proveing ​​herself in war, this nominal role was rewarded by Duncan and acquired the title of Cawdor. Macbeth, who was dissatisfied with his new position (which is due to the temptation of the witch and his wife), assassinated King Duncan and decided to win the throne. Macbeth 's Porter scene took place at the beginning of Act 2 Act 2, just after Macbeth killed Duncan on stage.

There are few people familiar with the name of William Sydney Porter (1862-1910), but many people remember Mark Twain instead of Samuel L. Clemens. It is famous for its pen name Ou Henry. And, O. Henry is known as a master of surprise and witty short stories are traded at the end of the game and twists of surprises. O. Henry is daily life of a young pharmacist who fascinates people with his ability to translate into his artistic drawing skills and literary creativity. The beginning is O. Henry combined his writing and painting with a rolling stone that failed adventure, but his work helped him to understand what was around Texas.

Funny is usually a medicine for many diseases. Over the years, the author has created many stories that make us interesting. As a child I remember rolling on the floor reading Jeffrey Ginny, James and Roald Dahl's huge peach diary. The moral story is the main content I used, but I remember reading these books and laughing loudly about the hero's devil. We live in a busy and stressful world that will affect not only adults but also your children. To solve this problem, it is always a good idea to invest in the lighter side story. Loud laughing to the children can confirm that they do not receive pressure. Reading funny stories will provide them with a very needed relaxation

I do not remember what we are laughing, but we remember being laughing. I also remember that I felt a slight guilty laughing for a while, but that was not enough to stop us. I feel a little ordinary in such an unusual environment and I am very relieved. The sense of humor I gave at that ward is probably a matter of survival. Maybe my idol is the only thing left at the moment - it is the only thing that prevents me from concentrating on the floor like a molten ice cream where the hospital staff waits for tidying up. Probably only laughter hinders me from getting caught (I am sorry for technical terms).