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“I thought something was wrong with her!” was what Ms. ¼±»ý´Ô¼ºÇÔ said to my parents on the Parents’ Evening in ÃʵîÇб³¸í. She was commenting on my inability to talk even a word in class. Barely eleven years old and completely new to a western country, I had a hard time even catching up with regular lessons, when my family moved to England in my father’s sabbatical year...
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Chapter 7: EAL, My Life’s Lesson -217-
The afternoon the next day was spent entirely in the Southampton City Library. Looking at the list of the books she gave me, I started toward the children’s section. On brightly colored soft chairs, little kids about seven or eight were reading books aloud. I went to the nearest shelf and took out a book by Roald Dahl...