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Write for me, write for everyone, write for those who don't have enough courage to fulfill their dreams.

I am a third-year student in university.

I would like to write something about this semester.

Write for me, write for everyone, write for those who don't have enough courage to fulfill their dreams.

This semester I was a TA in a research class, which was made up of undergraduate students and graduate students. (You need to have research credits if you are a graduate student.)

This year we had two faculties from America.

One of my senior sister working for foreign professors needed help.

She told me they were nice. If you wanted to go to graduate school in the future or practiced English, you can try.

I thought that this was a good chance, so I took this job.

I still remembered when I stepped into his office, how nervous I was. (I even told my senior sister I was too nervous in Mandarin.)

The first sentence he said was why were you so nervous.

I said because you were foreigners, most of the people spoke English at the beginning felt nervous. (Maybe.)

He said: I knew, because I was big, had power, it was normal that you felt nervous. BUT I tried to let you feel comfortable. For example, I sit a little shorter, so we could have eye contact. He asked me did I have questions.  I could only remember two questions. (I definitely not only had one question because I always had questions ahhh.)

The question was why he came to Taiwan. I remembered he said it was because of his wife. (At first, she went to another university.)

The last question was what did you need to help. He said I finally asked to the point. =)

He let me translate some documents. The school wanted he modified some for international students.

I met another foreign faculty later, knowing about she was his wife.

In the beginning, I felt really shy because I couldn't know what she said. (too fast for me)

This became one of the reasons that I wanted to improve my English.

She was so nice that she slowed down her speed when she knew I couldn't keep up with her.

This was how we began.