2017

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My first day in the school in Gouda. I can't talk in Dutch, I can talk in English but just a little bit. I mean, I can only say: " how are you", " I am fine and you? Or something like this. I am not proud of that. I learned 6 years long English. But they don't teach that good English in my land. I had a Hungarian teacher. I don't know the city of my school, I was actually in a foreign country. I knew nothing about my city Netherlands. I only knew one thing: that the country is underwater. That's the most important thing to know. Hehe, I'm just kidding with you. It isn't an important thing, but it is good if you know it. Towards the end of 2017 I had integrated relatively well. I had two friends, Kyra and Anastasia. Kyra is from Ecuador and Anastasia is from Poland. I can talk with them. I was really happy. At that time I didn't know what kind of people they were, so I thought that they were my real friends and that the next year we could be still good friends. I hung out with my friends a lot. It was so cool. We laughed together. After a time I started getting out of their friendship. I mean, they became best friends. I was the surplus. They only needed me when they had a fight and that hurts.

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