How great would it be if I could speak English well?

Back when I couldn’t speak English well, I dreamed of having conversations in English with foreigners.

I thought to myself, “How great would it be if I could speak English well?”

How great would it be? How great was it?

Well, looking back, there wasn’t that much excitement. I wasn’t at the top of the mountain, but on the steps, one by one. It was all part of a continuous journey forward.

The joy was in the process itself, in each small step of building words and phrases one by one.

It’s in those tiny steps that are almost invisible.