My relationship with the english languaje

To begin, I have to say that my relationship with the English language didn’t start in the school, it star in my house, influenced by my dad. I remember that when I was a child, one summer, my dad gave me an English encyclopedia for children, with pictures and so many colors. The target was learning one topic a summer, and the reward was going to vacations or money, whatever. The topics were animals, sports, human body, bathroom things, etc.

Later, I began to have English class in my school, I don’t remember if was in 5º or 6º, but I remember that I was so good. I believed that the English was easy, and I loved it. One day, my English teacher said to me: "Benjamin, you have a very good pronunciation, congratulations". That day was a good day.

But, not all is pretty. I remember too that one day, in the high school, I had a mistake in the pronunciation of a word, and my schoolmates teased. Like black magic, this day I lost the certainty, and y had problems to pronounce some words, that at that time, it was easy to me.

Then, in the university, before English III, y was one year without English class, thing that affected to me, but I am recovering. The truth is that I love English, now I am not so good, but I have the motivation and the want to learn more.