Antonina K.

Last summer was for me the opening of a window to Europe. Although, as it turned out, the British do not recognize themselves in the literal sense of Europeans – we are British, told me several times local. I previously went to language courses in the suburbs, and at school English at a decent level with us. However, on the first day of the third day, I practically do not understand anything outside the framework of the lessons, in everyday conversations with native speakers from the staf and the residents of our city! They talked so quickly and so many unfamiliar expressions were used, just horror. I felt helpless at some point. Fortunately, most of the surrounding people were Italians, Spaniards and Germans – they are much more discriminating). I tried to communicate in English with other Russian students, but it was somehow ridiculous and ridiculous, as a result, quickly switched to my native language. I had classes before lunch, so there was a lot of time for sports and excursions. London in many places liked very much. Cambridge, too. I learned to play hockey on the grass in the camp. Gambling! At first it was strange and uncomfortable to run around with a rubber mouth in the mouth (like boxers), smile or talk with her extremely funny. Some guys tried to abandon it, but the coach forbade playing without defense. There generally somehow more strictly than we do – do not run there, stick not the machine, do not throw the ball high … We have a simpler school with such things. In general, I would not call the English lovers of risk and extreme. My three weeks passed by unnoticed. Closer to the departure, there was practically no problem with communication in English! I wanted to stay again. I hope next year will be repeated.