6. limba romana :)
Probably if I were to be of another nationality I would have never learned to speak Romanian
When I was in the 1st grade I got appendicitis..after the surgery I spent about 1 week in the hospital and 2 weeks at home..while at home, so that I wouldn’t get bored, my dad put in CARTOON NETWORK
..so I was spending the days, in bed, watching cartoons; my parents at work, worried, while at that time our demand for a grounds phone hadn’t been approved, so no phone, no nothing that they could check up on me, and see how I was…
the cartoons were in English, but I had no idea what they were saying; I didn’t learn any foreign language until 1 year later, and even so, that was French….
as a kid, you just look at the pictures…that’s all that matters
I even remember now, that I was watching The Flinstones, and Fred had gotten a request as a jury.. I had no idea what that ment…but I did see that afterwords he was in a court of law, and I just saw what he was doing…I am not saying that THEN I knew that is what a jury is…
but i wrote it down, as I thought it’s spelled, and I asked my sister…she explained…and then I associated everything…
to me it was more like a game…instead of matching an item going through a same-shape-whole, I would do that with words and actions…that was how I started to learn English..when I got older, a strange mentally hobby helped: I was spelling words…I always do, no matter the language…
nine years later, in the 10th grade I signed up for a high-school essay contest; I don’t remember exactly what the theme was, but I do know that I was supposed to write in English, French or German. I started writing on how I thought English almost became the 1 universal language..I got the 2nd place in the contest, and I was the only one in my high-school and the only one who wrote in English, out of those that won. I was so proud
a few months later I got to go with a project to Budapest…it was the first time I was going abroad…of course English was primary
I only started to actually study English in the 6 th grade…
The best, anyway, was when I got in to University, I signed up for the English classes; best decision I ever took!!!

your childhood memories are portrayed very well in this entry! nicely done