Sometimes I sit here between the breaks and listen to them babble on and all I can think of is how little I understand and how much they sound like birds 🐦They laugh at their yapping sounds and I'm just wondering how the fvck I am going to study in this language.They're all seeing a useless idiot when I'm sitting in class hopelessly scribbling as fast as I can to keep up with what the teacher is saying, scribbling words I don't even understand just as long as my book isn't empty. I try to sit next to foreigners so none of them look over into my book and see my horrendous spelling errors which are sometimes so bad even the translator can't find a match.
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Non-FictionThe African girl who got a scholarship overseas could only have good things to look forward to . The pursuit of independence would open a lot of doors which could have otherwise never been explored .
