Diary 1 A Good Start

My daughter goes to an English class every week. I used to be an English major. It's a shame I've found I can't talk in English with my little one's teacher. It's kind of warning. I am too lazy while I am busy taking care of my kids. I've seen a couple of moms speaking English to the teacher. But I didn't. I know I can practice English with her. I can try. It's a chance. Maybe I should force myself to speak even one sentence each time we meet. That's why I start to write an English diary, to say something in English even though it's late and I can't talk when my family are sleeping beside me. But it's a good start, right?