At the end of the Russian school year, I was able to take the exam and I passed it.

In a way, it was better than I was doing both of these courses of study because social life was non-existent anyway. I had no family, so the studying provided me with a little bit of structure, and a link back to Russia. I think communicating was so hard for me in that first year. My English kept getting better as the year went by, but it started so poorly that I was really unable to express myself in any complex way. As a result, it was hard to make friends as well. That part of my immigrant experience was terrible. I really was on my own, since making friends was so hard. My family and friends in Russia were supportive, but there is only so much they can do from...
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