RETTE ENGELSK GRAMMATIK! HJÆLP.

Hej!

Jeg havde lige glemt min engelske stil, til i morgen. UPS! Den er skrevet, men da jeg ikke er super go' til grammatikken, søger jeg jeres hjælp (:

På forhånd tak! ;D

Stilen:

Engelsk Essay

It was late, me and Professor Cloney had worked hard, for a lot of hours. “Jane, let’s go up and look at the sky from the tower.” Cloney said. “Yes professor” I fouled him up the stairs. I have worked at Oxford Observatory for at month now we have the most modern techniques in the 1800 century, I am helping professor Cloney in his work about the space. It’s my big chance, I am dreaming about becoming a big and famous scientist.
I opened the door to the tower, and turned on the kerosene lamp. The soft yellow light spread in the room, and made our shadows on the stairs long.

I love this moment, when I among the stars. They are like hundreds of millions tiny teeny lights. Flying in the big black sky at night time, is the best thing I know. I’m a pilot from the America air force, I where in Iran that year. I flight the MIG 29 the newest fly in 2100 century, on a night patrol, when the flight suddenly started shaking, I heard the radio: “This is the base, Bob are you all right?!” and waited, they didn’t answer so I called again: “Base, I have problems!” The radio said some strange sounds. And then I saw a big white light coming against me! I couldn’t say anything. The plane was now shaking like hell, and then I heard a big bang! And the light swallowed me and my plane.

The professor stud beside me, we looked at the stars “They are beautiful”, the professor said. “Yes they are sir” answer. Then we sear a big white light on the sky, like a glimpse. It turned to a smaller light, one that flight very fast, changing direction all the time. “What is that professor?” I said. “I don’t know” said the professor. I was scared and curios at the same time. Suddenly the little light was gone.

I couldn’t control the plane, it went I new directions all the time. The radio was broken, the plane shacked and I where near panic. When I sear the light again and suddenly, the plane didn’t shack anymore, all the bottoms worked and the radio to. I landed the plane, and when the other guys asked what happened, I couldn’t explain it.

I have thought a lot about what happened that night, but never have I found out what it was, maybe it was a howl in time.