Finishing language training is a bit sad for me.
No more espresso with loads of sugar when we start to drag in class. No more La Prova del Cuoco my favorite Italian cooking show. No more sitting in a small classroom across from Stefano for five hours a day. No more readings that are so difficult and convoluted that you want to slam your head against the table and curse the language. No more Italian cookies and cakes and whatever else our teacher can find to plump us up with in the name of cultural enrichment. And no more pupazzi di neve.
Ciao tutti e grazie per tutto!
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