Say what you like, and learning from scratch a foreign language - what a job! Especially mental and, most often, emotional. This is exactly what happened for me. In school years, I, like many, began to learn English. He was primitive, at the level of knowledge of the alphabet, personal pronouns, standard phrases such as “My name is Natasha” and “I live in Moscow” or scanty poems that I have eyes and I can see the book and the pen in front of me, I see ceiling and floor, I see a window and a door. You know, many years have passed, but I still remember the poem.
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