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I'm walking to my friend John's house to celebrate Thanksgiving with him and his family. John and I became a very good friend since the first day of my schooling at New York City. It's amusing that John accepted me as his friend at a time when I didn't even understand a single word he would say to me and I wasn't able to express that how much I appreciate his help to cop this new environment and that his help is actually helping me to make this Big city as my home. John, as I would describe him, is a Chinese looking guy with long hair, big nose and the great sense of humor. Without the help of John, I would never be able to get learn this language, make friends and understand the culture of New york City. Two months ago before meeting …show more content…
I still remember how John would teach me few slang words such as "wassup man!" But at the same time, he would warn me to not to use these words with my teachers. Every day after school, John would stay with me for an hour to teach me how to speak like him. He would tell me, "If you can't speak to me, people would make fun of you as they did to me when I first came to this school." I realized the importance of learning this unfamiliar language. I knew that it's important for me to understand the language in order to feel belonging in this new environment. Although I knew few words to communicate, but people would put an effort to understand these words since I couldn’t translate them into clear English and would just ask john instead, "Yo John what this kid tryna say?!" I would try to use the word tryna, even after going home, I would try to find it’s meaning. Not being able to find the definition “tryna”, next day, I asked john and he told me that it means to "Trying to". After a few months, when John was successful in making me hold a regular conversation, My sense of feeling different from my classmates started to go away. I started to feel more accepted in my school. I started to feel that I belong to this new city as I was able to interact with people. Through gaining the skills of speaking in English from John, I was successful in my first approach to get fit into

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