I loved speaking French. When I practiced French, I felt like I became a completely different person, but I rarely had the opportunity to do so. It was very pleasant for me to order pomegranate syrup with a perfect French accent and others would hear ...
I loved speaking French. When I practiced French, I felt like I became a completely different person, but I rarely had the opportunity to do so. It was very pleasant for me to order pomegranate syrup with a perfect French accent and others would hear my answer without noticing that I was different from others. At that time, I would also open up to see how long my childish game would last. I felt completely free, I felt like I was in their ranks. In this situation, there would be no news of prejudice, nor would the sky be opened to allow me to build an ambitious future. I could try my best, but in the end, I was a Spanish outcast, anchored in their land with my family of a thousand relatives. Nothing big was waiting for me. I would survive at best. I wanted a nation; A nation that I will not be ashamed of and they will not be ashamed of me.
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