On learning a new language...

It is my dream to be multilingual.
Being born in a family with Tagalog as the mother tongue, and English as a second language, I dreamed of knowing more...
Misunderstandings can be cleared by knowing one's language or dialect, that is what I firmly believed... so when I was told to go on a training in learning Chinese Mandarin, i did not hesitate...well okay so I hesitated a bit, because it was a one month training...and I told myself that since I know a few Chinese words it would not be a problem. boy, was I wrong, when i started the class, I told myself, "What was I thinking?" it is harder than it looked...
Thank God I met a bunch of people who have made the training worthwhile, thanks to them I found the courage to take on this challenge, most of my classmates studious ways are so infectious that it did get to me, I was infected... I am the type of person who is not fond of studying, but I do not know, something came over me that time that it made me learn fast,and also memorize too, just don't ask me about the dreaded four tones...
The days went by smoothly, studying, a little goofing around, strange adventures, unforgettable memories, and the drama, combined with nice laoshis...my month has never been fruitful...

Relationships has emerged, new connections has emerged,friendship from a far...ahh so many memories that even my humble camera cannot save, but the good thing is, I have packed lots of memories in my mind and in my heart...