Dear spelling,
I know we met since I was in pre-school. How to forget you. YOU, the responsible of those red marks in my written compositions after being checked by my teacher. YOU who embarrassed me in front of the class when I wrote on the board.
Yes, it has been a long, long time keeping a close relationship. But it still so difficult to me to habituate myself to your presence. Can you believe it!!
More than twenty years had passed and I surprise myself each time you appear. I wonder if it is going to arrive the day I finally can miss you. The day I finally can ask what happen to you.
Have you ever listened to talk about the Nilo River? Yes that same. So let me tell you my written presentation are nothing compared to that. I wonder if you will be finally spelled someday. Yes I wonder!!
I always dream with that moment. But I know “the day” will never arrive. And meanwhile, a damned computer laugh of me each time I make a mistake. Did you know computers love red color too? Well, I know there is not any cure or therapy that can help us to deal with this trouble. I know you hate the way I hate you. Believe me I hate you more. But taking into account it is impossible for both to avoid a meeting at anytime and anywhere, I propose you the following: meet together just in private. I promise you I gonna do my best to succeed in this relationship.
Ps: maybe and these are strong and crude words to you. But these are the only ones you have not touched yet. Kisses to my grammar. I promise to write her the next time.
With love,
Johanna
Task N° 3
It is funny and it is a reality of our academic life. The story is descriptive and You had used an interesting metaphors.
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