Getting Along at the Language Exchange
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Getting Along at the Language Exchange
I am Sofia. Every Thursday I go to a language exchange at the community centre, and last month I finally started to get along with a regular group that meets near the back table. Our conversations naturally include many phrasal verbs.
When I walked in early, Nina waved me over and asked me to sit down. She introduced me to Marco, who had just moved in from Milan. Marco seemed shy at first, but he warmed up after we spoke about music and travel.
We took turns asking questions. Nina wanted to find out where Marco worked, and he explained that he had taken up a role in marketing. I pointed out that the centre offered free conversation cards, and Marco picked up a set from the shelf.
During the break we hung out by the window with coffee.
