Tuesday, November 9, 2010

About my experience learning English

I think that learning English here in the University has been a great experience; it has made me practice it, improve it and learn new vocabulary. So I totally recommend it. But a few years back (when I was just beginning my career) I just wanted to exempt of going to English classes, because I did not want to lose my time learning English. Now I think differently, I want to keep practicing my English, so that way, I will not forget it.

My knowledge of the language I owed to my mom, she taught me when I was younger, so that was fundamental, and she always encouraged me to developed my hearing skills, so I listened song in English and paid attention to the dialogues of the English-talked movies. When I was in School a few years after I got English classes; the class was one for all the students, so teachers taught just the basics. I never had to write a paper or an essay in English, I just had to talk, and that made me have a weak point in this language: the writing so it was a little disappointing.


But when I got to college things changed, I had to take different classes according of my English level, I took the diagnosis test and I got into the III group, and because it is mandatory to take English classes I took them. Last term I took Miss Yulia Kitaeva’s class and it was great, she made the “learning English experience” fun. She always corrected our English and encourage us to learn more on our own. This term I’m taking Juan Luzzi’s class and it has turned out just fine, I have improved my writing skills and learned new vocabulary.


Because of this reasons I strongly recommend taking English classes in College, it makes you not forget what you have learned over the years, because makes you practice it. It also makes you learn new vocabulary and the best of all, it’s free. If you do not want to get your English knowledge rusty, you need to practice it, and taking the classes according your English level is a great way to do it.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Curico, Sweet Curico

My hometown’s name is Curico, it’s located in the north of the seventh region. My parents are from Santiago and before I was born they moved to Curico because my dad had a great job offer there.

I was born in Santiago (my parents wanted to show me to my grandparents, and they all live there) so I just born there and afterwards I went to Curico and lived there for almost 19 years. Then I wanted to go to college, and all the Universities that are located near Curico don’t have Sociology on their careers. So I had to come here, to Santiago and study the career that I wanted in the University that I wanted. Now I live with all my siblings (they also came here to study, because the careers they wanted weren’t in Curico they study Literature and Design).

I have been living in Santiago 4 years now and it has shown me that there is no place like home. Whenever I can, I go to Curico to see my parents and to visit my friends and walked all over the city. It is a beautiful city, now has a face that you couldn’t recognize because of the earthquake, all the historical places went down, or has to go down because they are dangerous.


The face of the city has been wrecked, but the warmth of the people stayed the same, a few of the citizens are organizing themselves so they can have a voice when the reconstruction takes place, some organizations want to maintain the colonial style of Curico, want to repair the historical places and don’t want to take them down. I’m a part of those people, because I think that the magic of Curico is exactly that, the history and the memory that is contained in the buildings and houses all over the city.