I had a dream last night. In my dream I went to London alone. When I was there, I couldn’t talk to anyone because I couldn’t speak English. I was angry with myself because my aunt, Hilal, had advised me to learn English before I went to England, but I ignored it. Because I couldn’t do anything in that big city, I felt deeply ashamed. When I woke up in horror this morning, I decided to follow my aunt’s advice. Now, I am completely motivated to learn English.
My nightmare
It’s getting better.