My school was just finished yesterday.　Looking back to the life I spent here, Kingston, everything was brilliant and awesome.

I met many nice friends, who were always supporting me and wishing my success, and such wonderful teachers, who encouraged me to study every time I felt frustrations. Thanks to them, I could keep my motivation to do it.

To be honest, the last session was challenging for me. I lost my confidence many times, and I felt inferiority compared with my classmates. However, as I did many many homework that my strict teacher gave me every day, I felt gradually my progresses.

My English is still poor. But this one-year changed my life, way of thinking, sense of value and invisible stereotypes. I will keep exploring the world of English like my teachers told me.