Dear Li Hua,
How are you getting along? I’m writing to you from San Francisco.
Last year I left my teachers and friends in China, and came here to meet my parents. Believe it or not, I was sent to school on my second day here in America.
On my first day at school, I felt a bit afraid. I was surprised to see so many strange faces. There were boys and girls, white and black. The teacher talked to me ,but I didn’t understand her . I felt like crying. I never knew how I managed to get through that day. Then I started to go to an English class. It’s a special class for foreign students like me. After school I also received some help from my parents. Soon I could understand the teachers’ lessons.
I like the teachers here. They’re kind and very careful not to hurt the students. At our school there is a saying, “learning through playing.” Our teachers try to make their lessons lively and funny, so they can get the students’ attention. Once my French teacher came into the classroom with a map. He asked us to tell him how to get to the zoo in French .A boring foreign language class became very interesting.
I like the way they teach at this school. But also miss my friends in China. I know you’ve started a new term. How’s everything with you? Please write to me when you are free. You can also send me e-mail if you have a computer.
With best wishes!