My experience with the english language really began in the first of secondary school. We had a teacher that was seen by everyone was the most ruthless, strict and "strong" teacher at the school. Miss Veronica. She started with us in basic education, but it wasn't until middle school when I felt like I was really learning.
She was everything we thought she'd be. Everyone would be quiet at class and we al feared her rage. But as usually happens with this kind of teacher, she just wanted us to learn. And she was really nice with people who wanted that too, and was an important support when I needed it. I remember her very with a lot of affection, and I know she remembers me too.
Her classes, though, were very systematic. We'd read a text from the government's book. We'd translate it, and the we'd answer questions based on it. Some synonyms, antonyms and basic grammar. Eventually, we'd have to read it out lout for pronunciation evaluation. I started getting bored of that school in general, so when I changed to a better one, I was deadly scared because I was very behind them. But the years on the dictionary gave me a good base to stand up.
The english teacher was going to read out loud a text, and then ask question randomly to the students. And then, as he was reading, the students followed him and I realized that I was actually understanding it, mostly, without the need of working previously on the text. I was supersized and excited, and my next teacher, miss Gia, completely get me and my other classmates out of the box. She invented the most weird english projects, but we did learn to speak, and write and think in english.
However, I still lacked of basic vocabulary that I should have learn like it kindergarten. When we did the english SIMCE, I felt like I was a beginner. I didn't know how to say roof, or spoon or uncle.
I still lack of it, and I realized during the university classes that to do it, I just had to read and talk about different things on different context, and that's how I'd know what worlds I don't know so I can search for them.
This is important to me, since I love being a fan boy, and nowadays everything cool is being done in english country. And the other things are easier to find in english than in spanish. Thank you, cold war.
I only took the fourth english course in the university, and I learnt some technical worlds, and also some worlds than are used in the real world. However, I still feel like it is not enough for reading scientific articles or "papers" which is the purpose of taking english in this career.
I loved the idea of writing blogs, because I love talking about myself (Sue me). Sometimes it was a relieve after a stressing afternoon to get to the lab and start speaking my mind, even though nobody read this online sheets.
EDIT: the teacher just told me this was the last blog. That's a little depressing. I wish I had put more effort in some posts...