My Dream

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From early childhood I had a dream to learn another language. Even though I was born in Baku, Azerbaijan and already knew Azeri and Russian, I loved the sound of English. I would walk around the house with a dictionary and try pronouncing different words. I would listen and sing British and American songs without understanding the actual meaning of them, all of my dolls had English names, and my mom taught me how to introduce myself politely and say basic things in English.
Day by day I applied myself and started learning vocabulary and spelling of words. My dad would often test me over them and correct me if I was wrong. I have always loved dancing, singing, and playing sports. However, if there was any opportunity to improve my language skills I would leave everything behind and work on the language. During my freshman year in high school, my parents decided to pay for private tutoring. I was a quick learner and my pronunciation was “just marvelous,” as my teacher used to say. I loved it so much; the only language that I would use with my family and friends was English. Although the school was expensive, I persuaded my father to let me go to an International-American school my sophomore year. I enjoyed every moment in that school. I was able to actually practice everything that I had learned for the past few years of my English studies. I was so happy, I did not think it could get any better. Closer to the end of the school year, my dad got a job teaching in Texas. That was another wonderful opportunity to continue my education in English.
It has been almost two years from the day we arrived. I am blessed to graduate from San Marcos High School. The work is not easy and there are a lot of things that I still need to catch up on, but I am willing to get better in all aspects of my education. All it takes is practice and will....