My memory about communicating with a foreigner. I would like to talk about the first time I used English as a tool for communication. I have studied English for many years, but I always regard it as a compulsory subject in school curriculum, seldom do I talk with others in English. When I was in junior three, I talked with an American which changed my opinion about English. That was the day I went to visit my sister, and surprised to find there was a amazing girl with blue eyes and blonde hair in my sister's house. Her name is June, and she was homestaying in my sister's family. She said "nice to meet you" to me, and I automatically responded "nice to meet you, too." coz it's the dialogue on my textbook. But in our following conversation, I felt a spasm of awkward. I couldn't express myself fluently and precisely. God, I never chatted with a real native before! It's hard for me to adapt to her accent in the first place, which was quite different from the radio type recording in the English exercise books. Second, I worked myself hard to recall what I had learnt about the language and it's quite a time for me to organise sentences with right vocabularies and grammar. And what's worse, I forgot the prononciations of several words I knew. June found my embarrassment and she smiled friendly to me. I felt her encouragement and I tried to speak confidently although with my poor spoken English. I cannot remember what we talked about, but I clearly remember how I felt about this experience. I always got high grades in English tests before. I never realized my level of English speaking coz it's not examined. I always adored people who can fluently chat with foreigners, but I never took a step to make myself become that kind of people. I started ro recognize that the essence of English is a kind of language, used by people to communicate. This experience really imposes a profound impact on me.