If there’s anything I want to do every day without losing the motivation to, it would be knowing how to pronounce English right, especially after I realized I hadn’t worked my mouth muscles enough these days to deliver accuracy in what I speak.
For a moment or two I thought I should have gone for a major in English Linguistics or things of that nature because English fascinated me and it still does. I feel thankful for being a foreigner sometimes, yes, only sometimes and you-know-why, because I always have the constant urge to better my skills, to learn a new word, and just to keep at it. Nothing has stayed with me long enough as the passion for learning English and excelling at it. I still have to a lot to work on, just like a native English speaker has a lot to discover about his mother tongue. But isn’t it the best thing?
Having a good dictionary is the most classy thing I could think of right now. And I’m glad Oxford AED still serves me well.
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