However, the real understanding of Maria is from a conversation.
In that period of time, I’ve just been in Canada for less than one month. Since I felt my English was too bad, I didn’t communicate with anyone basically, because I was shamed to tell others what I could use in my oral English is few words including the word of “Pardon.”.
Everyday, I liked to have lunch in the basement since there was the only place without anyone else so that I can enjoy the lunch and the quiet time on my own. .
Unexpectedly, at that day I found Maria was there , as well had her lunch-----one egg, a little potato salad and a small bottle of yogurt.
“Hey, Maria”. I was happy to meet her here as I though I can practice my English.
“Hey , Hellen”. Apparently, as well was she surprised that I came downstairs for lunch, as though I should have been in the parlor making noisy or doing homework together with other kids.
“How is the day going?” This is the only sentence that I can use frequently .
“Fine , thanks ,and u? ”
“Pretty good,” I began to think over how to continue the chatting for what I can communicate was really limited. “You lunch seems really simple, isn’t it? ”
“well, I don’t like to have too much in one meal. I’d rather to have more meals.” She answered my question unconcernedly ,mixing the potato salad with the spoon.
“oh” I couldn’t find any sentence to advice her having more for lunch .Only thing had I to do is having my own lunch quietly.
“Get used to the Canadian food? ” Maria asked me .
“Not too bad.” I am not the person who takes the food things serious, “Actually, except for my English, everything goes quite well. ” Finally, I found the joint to engage the conversation and began to reveal my emotion that how disappointed is my own English. In that way, I can continue the chatting with my limited English since I had declared that my English is not good enough. .
