Live and Let Live.

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Live and Let Live

As a foreigner coming to England, I was very curious as to the reception I would receive from

English students. My English was not brilliant and when I did speak, I had a strong accent. I thought I

was going to be the butt of all jokes the whole year round.

It was my first day at school and I had just woken up from terrible nightmares about what was

just a few hours away. It was time to go, the moment I had been dreading for the past twelve weeks. I

had been dreading this day ever since I left my old school because I had always been at the centre of all

laughter back in the Bahamas. Here it was, right in front of me. "Wow, the facilities are great," was my
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first impression. I had never seen football pitches are in such good condition, and coming from the

Bahamas I had never seen so much grass. This was very pleasing and my attitude to English culture

changed dramatically. I walked through the front gates and I was greeted pleasantly by a tall man with

broad shoulders and distinct jet black hair.

"Hello, you must the new boy from the Caribbean."

"Yo man, that's right. Catch you later," I replied.

His facial expression changed immediately and I wondered what ...

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