There were twenty-six freshmen 1 in English at Beijing Language…

There were twenty-six freshmen 1 in English at Beijing Language Institute in the class of 1983. I was assigned to Group Two with another eleven boy and girls who has 2 from big cities in China. I was 3 that language study required smallness so that we would each get more attention from the skillful teachers. The better the school, the smaller the class. I realized that my classmates were ready all 4 in English, simple sentences tossed out to each other in their red-faced introductions and carefree chatting. Their intonations were curving and dramatic and their pronunciation refined and accurate. But as I stretched to catch the drips and drops of their humming dialogue, I couldn’t 5 it all, only that it was English. Those words now flying before me sounded a little familiar. I had read them and tried to speak them, but I had never heard them 6 back to me in such a speedy, fluent manner. My big plan of 7 the city folks was thawing before my eyes.