Condescend

Ten sentences using "condescend" (or its part of speeches)

1. She stared him down in condescension.

2. He snarled out an insult in a condescending tone.

3. Would you be so kind as to condescend to tell me the answer?

4. He threw the papers onto her desk in a condescending manner.

5. Would you condescend to agree with our decision?

6. Don't be condescending when you interact with your boss, or you'll be fired.

7. His opinion came across as condescending instead of as critical.

8. You don't have the right to use that condescending attitude when talking to me!

9. People who tend to have condescending views of others are usually isolated.

10. Why do you look upon the world with such a condescending point of view?

A Memorable Event

  The first thing I noticed when I walked up the steep stairs of the building was the smell. It drifted along the light breeze, and I wondered why in the world would a dance studio smell like rubber? When I left the vicinity of the stairs, my sight was greeted with an array of shoes: white, black, blue, red, yellow, green, gold, and silver. The music that had been faint downstairs now blasted in my eardrum, and I barely registered the lyrics of the song. I vaguely remembered it was Rihanna's. I received my answer concerning the smell when I spotted the room next to the counter: black rubber covered every inch of the elated dance room, allowing the breakers on the floor to dance with convenience. The equipment in the room then caught my attention. The loud speakers resonated with the beating of the drum and the bass of the song; it was so powerful I could literally see the vibrations. The stage lights shined so brightly that it seemed as if the dancers were glowing. I stared at the reflection of the breakers dancing in the mirror, of the colors shifting from one position to another and then moving to once again another place the next instance. It was an exotic piece of art. I felt like there was a pull to my soul, calling me to join them. It was the call to expression, the call to freedom. It was then that I realized, this is the place where I want to be; this is the place where I belonged. This is a place of freedom.

Story in Chinglish

Chinglish version:

  The guy gulared menacingli at the girl across him. He look like he was about to lunge and sutrangal the girl in front of him.
  The girl sunickered. "What? You lost the match, you the lost bet, so you have tu do it! Or, are you too much of a cow-ward you don't think you can do it?"
  The guy sucowled and growled, "Shudup! Afu course I can do it."
  "Well then, what we waiting for? Let go! We have find suitable place."
  The guy grunted, and reluctantly studup. He sauntered ova to the girl, who pulled his arm and started to draug him towods the forest. Abouta half an owa later, the two were in the midole of the forest. The girl was luking around, tru-aying to find sumthing, while the boy was ja-sut leaning against the tree, luking royally pissed off.
  "Are you dun luking for it? Hurry up and ja-sut let me get over with it." The boy said, annoyed that the girl was was-tin-gu time luking for such a simpil thing, and annoyed at the knawledge that the girl would be pu-shingu this into his facu every time.
  "Found it!" The girl exculaimed loudly.
  The boy pushed himself off the lug and walked ova to the frogu in front of the girl. He gulared at the girl again. "I'm neva going tu make such a stupeed bet with you eva again." He vowed.
  The girl chuckled and repulied, "Trah-st me, you will. Now get on with it."
  The boy closed his eyes, leaned ova, and kissu-ed the frog.
  When he was done, the girl was lafing so hard that she fell over. The boy wa-iped his disgusting mouth and then proceeded to sutrangal the girl.
  Lafta resounded through the forest. It was indeed a naisu day.

Normal version:

  The guy glared menacingly at the girl sitting across from him. He looked like he was about to lunge and strangle the girl in front of him.

  The girl snickered. "What? You lost the match, you lost the bet, so you have to do it! Or, are you too much of a coward that you don't think you can do it?"

  The guy scowled and growled out, "Shut up! Of course I can do it."

  "Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's go! We have to find a suitable place."

  The guy grunted, and reluctantly stood up. He sauntered over to the girl, who pulled his arm and started to drag him towards the forest. About half an hour later, the two were in the middle of the forest. The girl was looking around, trying to find something, while the boy was just leaning against the tree, looking royally pissed off.

  "Are you done looking for it? Hurry up and just let me get over with it." The boy said, annoyed that the girl was wasting time looking for such a simple thing, and annoyed at the knowledge that the girl would be pushing this into his face every time.

  "Found it!" The girl exclaimed loudly.

  The boy pushed himself off of the log and walked over to the frog in front of the girl. He glared at the girl again. "I'm never going to make such a stupid bet with you ever again." He vowed.

  The girl chuckled and replied, "Trust me, you will. Now get on with it."

  The boy closed his eyes, leaned over, and kissed the frog.

  When he was done, the girl was laughing so hard that she fell over. The boy wiped his disgusting mouth and then proceeded to strangle the girl.

  Laughter resounded through the forest. It was indeed a nice day.