The story happened a year ago. One day, I was walking along the street when an old man walked towards me. He asked me the way in English. No matter how hard I tried I couldn＇t understand what he said. He repeated again and again. At last I seemed to know what he was saying.
The story happened a year ago. One day, I was walking along the street when an old man walked towards me. He asked me the way in English. No matter how hard I tried I couldn＇t understand what he said. He repeated again and again. At last I seemed to know what he was saying.
He was a Japanese. He thought I could speak English. So he asked me the way in English. My goodness! His Japanese English confused me a lot. then he spoke English very slowly.He even wrote the English words on a piece of paper. In the end I managed to help him get the right way. I thought maybe it was necessary for me to learn some Japanese.
A few months later, I was enrolled to attend a summer course, learning Japanese. I was surprised to find that old man was there, teaching us Japanese. there＇s no story without coincidence!
这个故事发生在一年前。有一天,我沿着街道走的时候一个老人朝我走来。他用英语问我路。无论我如何努力我不明白他说什么。他一次又一次地重复。最后我似乎知道他在说什么。
他是一个日本人。他认为我会说英语。所以他问我用英语的方式。我的天哪!他的日本英语困惑我!然后他说英语非常缓慢。他甚至写了英语单词在一张纸上。最后我设法帮助他得到正确的方式。我认为也许是必要的,可以让我了解一些日本。
几个月后,我被录取参加暑期课程,学习日语。我意外地发现老人在那里,教我们日语。真是无巧不成书!
