Th story happnd a yar ago. On day, I was walking along th strt whn an old man walkd towards m. H askd m th way in nglish. No mattr how hard I trid I couldn＇t undrstand what h said. H rpatd again and again. At last I smd to know what h was saying. H was a Japans. H thought I could spak nglish. So h askd m th way in nglish. My goodnss! His Japans nglish confusd m a lot. thn h spok nglish vry slowly.H vn wrot th nglish words on a pic of papr. In th nd I managd to hlp him gt th right way. I thought mayb it was ncssary for m to larn som Japans. A fw months latr, I was nrolld to attnd a summr cours, larning Japans. I was surprisd to find that old man was thr, taching us Japans. thr＇s no story without coincidnc!
