My English blog

I have lots of memories about going to that holy city, and I'm just going to include one of the interesting memories of mine here, for you can read and, I wish, enjoy

We had just left Iran and entered Iraq, it was a village, a very old one. There we could see lots of American troops (those days Iraq was being totally controlled by Americans, so they were everywhere). For me it was a kind of wish to find a chance of English speaking with one of those large American soldiers, but as we had been warned about not getting close to any of them, I didn't dare to.w
After passing some miles with that shabby bus in that dog day, we eventually arrived at an American base. Here, we had to be inspected. The words our responsibles gave us about Americans, created a sense of fear in our hearts, but we had to be inspected anyway. There was a very long line waiting to be inspected before us, so we had to wait there at least for some hours.a
As those American soldiers didn't know any persian, they had a translator who was Iraqi. In a flash of time, it was our group's turn to be inspected and by that time, the Iraqi translator had been transfered to another section to help there out, and thus, leaving those American inspectors help-less without any language to communicate with us, and this made them try to make us understand them by their physical actions which were soemtimes really severe; they would just push and pull us here and there. Suddenly, I got that I know English and I can help them and avoid their such treating with all the people there. So I went forward and proposed my mind to them, and they welcomed it.d
You won't believe if I say how kindly they treated me, they even brought me a chair to sit on and a cup of coffee ( as if they knew I never drink tea). d
Things seemed going on well, I was doing the translation job and the groups were passing that base of Americans.w
Suddenly I found all those American soldiers standing still beside me, motionless as if they just got dried up! Yeah, there was their commander moving towards us. To my astonishment, she was a middle-aged woman who was dressed in a clothes similar to those soildiers, but her degrees showed that she holds a higher place, and that was why everybody was respecting her.w
When she arrived to me, she stopped and just looked directly at my eyes. I was very relaxed cause I thought she's going to treat me like the other soldiers when she gets I'm  helping them as a traslator. But...w
When only she got aware that I am able to speak English, her eyes turned red." Why must you be able to speak English this fluent?" , " Are you a spy" , " Are you working for iranian's government" She asked
I really went pale  in  a minute! All I said was " No, I'm just a simple student whose major is English, and that's why I'm able to speak English"s
But she seemed like a deaf who didn't even hear a word of my sentence! So she ordered her soldiers to take me to a room beside her cause she wanted to speak to me in private...w



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