My journey with English is a short one. It started in august 2009 when I started school in ISLK in Lund. I wasn’t able to speak one whole sentence in English; I felt awful, I didn’t know anything happening around me, I felt very lonely. Rose was the name of my knight in shinning armor, she was the English teacher in ISLK, and without her I don’t where I would have been right now.
Two years later, English became my first language, I read in English, I wrote English, I spoke in English and I even dreamt in English. 2011 was when my family moved to Malmö. Living in Malmö was and is still the best decision my parents made; moving from Lund to Malmö felt like my world quadrupled in size. Malmö is nowhere as a big as Sana´a (where I was born), but in Sana´a I was not allowed to leave my home at all, the only place I knew other than my home was school, the supermarket and my Grandfather’s house. In Malmö I was free to go …show more content…
The second term I put some time to Swedish mostly because of the national test. The Swedish national test was the first and gave me no time to get fully prepared to it, yet I was able to pass two parts out of three, the reading and the writing, the one I failed was the speaking. I was happy, I thought I might have a chance to pass Swedish this term, but reality struck me hard, and I ended up failing Swedish, but I didn´t give up instead I give it my best to get into a summer school. Getting into summer school was not easy, mostly because the principle was extremely busy (I think she was just lazy), but after three weeks of long journeys from the classroom to the principles offices (I literally went to the principles office after every class) I was able to get info of where I should be if I want to join summer
Two years later, English became my first language, I read in English, I wrote English, I spoke in English and I even dreamt in English. 2011 was when my family moved to Malmö. Living in Malmö was and is still the best decision my parents made; moving from Lund to Malmö felt like my world quadrupled in size. Malmö is nowhere as a big as Sana´a (where I was born), but in Sana´a I was not allowed to leave my home at all, the only place I knew other than my home was school, the supermarket and my Grandfather’s house. In Malmö I was free to go …show more content…
The second term I put some time to Swedish mostly because of the national test. The Swedish national test was the first and gave me no time to get fully prepared to it, yet I was able to pass two parts out of three, the reading and the writing, the one I failed was the speaking. I was happy, I thought I might have a chance to pass Swedish this term, but reality struck me hard, and I ended up failing Swedish, but I didn´t give up instead I give it my best to get into a summer school. Getting into summer school was not easy, mostly because the principle was extremely busy (I think she was just lazy), but after three weeks of long journeys from the classroom to the principles offices (I literally went to the principles office after every class) I was able to get info of where I should be if I want to join summer