This and that
The English lessons carry on, and my mum is unhappy because the new method is not structured as she expected and there’s practically no grammar lesson. You know, like in the good old days. Especially she is unhappy because she cannot grasp the this that these those thingy. So I have served her a bit of her own medicine, motivational and all, a sort of “what’s the big deal, Mrs. Engineer, what’s the big philosophy?!”. On which occasion I have remembered Mrs. Maris, my fifth grade crush, the English teacher. In brief, she taught us that this is one, more over here, while that is one, more over there. For more, these are here and those are there. As simple as that. And so I remember to this very day. I also remember writing my first postcard for Mrs. Maris, on her birthday, stating “Happy New Year!”, because I again was in the fifth grade, a very early beginner in English, and that’s what we, me and my mum, had found in the Romanian-English dictionary. What days!
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