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In
the playground, at breaktime, all the
school was surrunded them. The boys played
football with us. Martins always knew
where the ball was going to fall and he
hit it with his head.
At
the beginning we thought that they were
strange, unknwon and ugly but afterwars we
realised that they were not as we imagined
them they look very much like us.... Thay
were our school pride!
We
have communicate ourselves in English,
although are beginners.
One
boy in our classroom can speak German and
spoke to one of the teacher who knew the
language too.
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