Following the story of love and hate English is like pulling a long piece of yarn. Alright, let me talk about the history of learning English.
when I was in the primary 3, I began to learn English. I didn't like it at all, and I like most is the Chinese language. My English was very poor at the time, my work was so bad that my English teacher had no choice but to fail mine. I hate English as I hate math from the heart.
After I entered junior high school, I encountered my English teacher Ms Chen. She was a good teacher who planted the love of learning English in me. She was very patient and never complains. She helped me in real earnest, like teached me how to master the basic rules of grammar and enrich my vocabulary by reading.
Step by step, I found I'm adding to my vocabulary each day and a good strong vocabulary is a great help to reading quickly and with strong comprehension. I came out first in the final exam. My classmates looked at me with new eyes, I think witout guidance of the Ms Chen patiently, my English may not have been largely improved. Thanks a lot for what she've done for me.My major in college is English now. I love English most since then.
