I am woken up by my super great alarm clock. It's my close friend and promises me that i will never be late for school. I like it! I rush to the kichen, prepare my family's breakfast, and tide up my backpacks and my daughter's. Everything is in a hurry. My daughter seems to enjoy her lovely bed,but i have to let her get up immediatelly since she needs to arrive at her preschool before 9:00am.
Crawling on the highway about 1 hour for this damned rush hour, we arrive the school just at 9:00 am. After sending her to the right place (she studies in my university's preschool), i head to my classroom to begin my first class. Today, our lovely teacher will instuctor us "the Crisis and Renaissance" which i have previewed yesterday. However, although i have done some preparation, i still can't follow my professor 100%. Well, luckily, i record his whole class as before. That means i have to spend 4-5 hours to relisten it at home. Sadly, my limited English. We are requirend to have group discuss today, and all of memebers except me in my group are native speakers. They are so young and passionate , and they come up with a lot of creative opinions which i never heard about before. However, my english is too limited and miss something from them. Getting along with and influencing by these young guys, i suddently find i am young, energic as well.
The second class is English writing. Our elegant professor assigns us a very tough task: we are needed to finish one 300-word essay in class within 30 mins. My gosh, i hate in-class writing. It means i can't look up my dictionary, can't get help from that superman Doug, can't check information from internet. I got my topic and then i am eventually reliefed since my topic, "do you think that english study is tough?",is not difficult for me. In fact, for me, english studay is like a big barrier which i was still unable to overcome, but anyway, this topic is easy to deal with. At the ending of class, our professor hands out our in-class writing which we did last class. I am so frustrated when i am looking at my paper sheet. There are a lot of correcting signs from our professor and I made 21 grammar mistakes. I immediatelly frustrated. Why does english make me so crazy? who knows!
After finished my writing class, i rush to the cafe Cafeteria of our school. I buy the PHO for my lunch. Yummy Yummy,but it is quite expensive and costs me 7 $. After lunch, I chat with my friends in my limited English;talk about our honest opinions about some current events and lots of funny gossips. I seemed to be happy again.
I spend 4 hours in writing lab ,talk to our young tutor,Eric, how to improve our writing skills for our ESL students, and then write an essay assigned by Eric in the afternoon. I ask him why my sentence reads so stiff, boring, However, when i read some english classmates' essays, why their writing looks very vivid? Eric advices me to read and write more. Only in this way, i can improve my writing skills. Today, my topic is "Passion Love vs Companion Love" and seems not bad for me. I use about 1 hour to do this,but now i think i must make many grammar mistakes.
Just like this, the busy day has gone quickly. i go to school to pick up my daughter and then go home. Too tired!