Somewhere on the South Coast England Dear Mum and Dad, It was a great idea to send me over to Britain to learn English this summer! I’ve met so many students from Sweden, France and all over the world. And there are lots of students from Germany here too. It’s just like being at home. What a relief to find normal people, even in England, and to speak in a normal language most of the time. Of course, we do have English lessons in the day, and I have to talk to the family I stay with here. Do you know, some of my friends have said they won’t go out with us in the evening any more—they want to speak English and find English friends. I think they’re mad. The family I live with are very nice. But they have some strange habits. They drink tea all day: at breakfast, in the afternoon and at bedtime. And they eat butter with salt in it! If I go out in the evening, I often eat fish and chips. The food is wrapped up in a news paper; at least reading the paper takes your mind off the fish and chips! Here at the coast, we travel by bus. The buses are always late. I was knocked down by an old lady the other day because I didn’t stand in the queue. English people seem very quiet and reserved, so I was very surprised to see how violent they become about queues. Also, if you ask them directions, they suddenly become very chatty and go on for hours. I’d like to come back here next year to see all my friends again—oh yes, and to learn some more English... Your loving son, HansAccording to the passage, the writer of the letter is from ______. England France Germany Sweden

Somewhere on the South Coast England Dear Mum and Dad, It was a great idea to send me over to Britain to learn English this summer! I’ve met so many students from Sweden, France and all over the world. And there are lots of students from Germany here too. It’s just like being at home. What a relief to find normal people, even in England, and to speak in a normal language most of the time. Of course, we do have English lessons in the day, and I have to talk to the family I stay with here. Do you know, some of my friends have said they won’t go out with us in the evening any more—they want to speak English and find English friends. I think they’re mad. The family I live with are very nice. But they have some strange habits. They drink tea all day: at breakfast, in the afternoon and at bedtime. And they eat butter with salt in it! If I go out in the evening, I often eat fish and chips. The food is wrapped up in a news paper; at least reading the paper takes your mind off the fish and chips! Here at the coast, we travel by bus. The buses are always late. I was knocked down by an old lady the other day because I didn’t stand in the queue. English people seem very quiet and reserved, so I was very surprised to see how violent they become about queues. Also, if you ask them directions, they suddenly become very chatty and go on for hours. I’d like to come back here next year to see all my friends again—oh yes, and to learn some more English... Your loving son, Hans