Monday, August 29, 1994

Day 17

Sirgio, an Italian from next door, helped interpret the spaghetti meal my neighbors fixed for us tonight. I mailed two postcards, a letter to mom and dad and the application for a phone discount to AT&T. I also went to the market and ordered something over the counter. The world is not conquered in leaps. It is taken one street at a time. That is how I am approaching my Czech language skills. One conversation at a time.

I started to read a new book today Hope is the Last to Die. Other than that, I did not do much today.

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