[Letters from Elly] My days studying abroad This writing below or even the remaining of it I'm going to post in the future, is a part of letters from my student Elly, who used to be in class which I was English teaching assistant. This is totally private email to me and my Elly, but as it did inspired me, I had an ideas that there are the others who would be inspired by these so real and touching experience. And I can't wait to hear your feeling after reading through. Anna Ai Truong 3 March 2011 Mrs. Rapazzini International student 1. July- August 2011 The flight from Vietnam to America carried a girl who was absolutely so excited about her new life. Without parents means no restriction, no scolding, no daily long life lessons. “ Freedom at last!”, she thought. All she could see was a bright, can’t- be- less- than- awesome future. Studying abroad had always been a big dream of my life since I was 8 years old. Watching people I knew made trips to new places, I couldn’t help but envious of their great opportunities. I did everything in my ability to make the dream come true. You could catch me everywhere holding an English book or solving math problems. I studied day and night with a big goal set in front of my eyes. At that time, I barely had an idea what my life might be like. It just sounded cool to me, or maybe all the Viet that you studied abroad and spoke English fluently. Besides, studying in America was rumored to be easy like a piece of cake. I spent my first 3 days with daddy. He went here on a business trip. Honestly, I couldn’t wait to get rid of him. My auntie’s family took me to many places. I was totally struck by the glamour of America. Nothing I had seen could be compared with the experience at that moment. Daddy just ruined the atmosphere by throwing into my face a ton of advice which I had heard for millions times. Finally, he left. Phewww!! I could not be more exuberant!