Perhaps our hearts connected before our “words” did. ②

※ English summary is available at the end of this article.

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Perhaps our hearts connected
before our “words” did. ②

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In the previous article,
I wrote about the first thing that happened with a foreign friend I met in Japan🌿

‥Honestly, back then,
I couldn't speak English as freely as I can now,

if anything,

“I was on the side of those who admire people who can speak English”

as a person.

But it's a strange thing,
connections with people,
don't happen only “after you become perfect”.

――Rather,

“while still incomplete”

is exactly why sometimes we connect.

I was made to feel that many times in my relationship with her🍀

After she started attending my class,
the time we spent talking before and after lessons increased each time.

At first, it was really simple conversation.

“It's hot today, isn't it!”

“I love this cafe!”

“That outfit is cute!”

Just really trivial conversations like that (lol)

But those “small conversations” meant more to me than anything else.

Back then,

“I have to speak correct English”

was a strong feeling I had, and every time I spoke English, in my head I would,

check grammar
↓
search for words
↓
check tenses
↓
check pronunciation

…and things like that 😂💦

So naturally, the conversation would stop.

I would keep the other person waiting.

I would get flustered.

I would become even less able to speak.

…It was truly a negative loop.

But she, toward me like that,

not even once,

“That’s wrong”

or,

“That English is weird”

or anything like that.

I had never been treated with that kind of “deduction-based” approach.

If anything,

“I’m so happy you’re trying to tell me!”

“The way you said that just now is cute🤣!”

“That sounds so Japanese, it’s interesting!”

…things like that,

they were someone who enjoyed the “conversation itself.”person.

How much of a relief that was❢❢❢❢(´；ω；`)🌿

English is something we tend to think of as “study,” but...

In reality,

“a tool for connecting with people”

is what it is🫧

That’s why,

more than getting a 100 on a test,

more than perfect pronunciation,

first,

“wanting to talk to the other person”

is what matters,
and it was far more important.

And through my interactions with her,
I,

little by little,

🌿

What left a particularly strong impression on me was
exchanging emails with her.

At first, they were short sentences.

And full of translations, too (lol).

But,

“This phrasing is natural!”

“This way conveys it even better!”

As we continued to exchange messages like that,

before I knew it,

Reading,
Writing,
Listening,
Speaking

all of them were gradually connecting.

What’s even more interesting is that!!

at that time, I

“felt like I was studying English”

hardly at all.

I just

“wanted to talk more”

“wanted to know more.”

“I want to laugh more.”

That feeling alone.

――In the end,
what changed me

was not a vocabulary book,

nor a reference book,

but perhaps

“time spent with people.”🌙

And thinking back on it now,

the me of those days

was not so much learning English,

wasn't it?💡

Different nationalities,

different cultures,

and different languages.

But,

the timing of our laughter,

the reasons for our tears,

and the things that made us happy,

It was surprisingly the same.

“Foreigner”

Things I couldn't understand when I saw them through that word,

“Friends”

from the moment we became,
I feel like everything changed all at once🍀

And,

as we spent that time together,
I gradually,

“I want to be able to speak English”

from,

“I want to connect more deeply with these people”

to, my very wish began to change🌿

📌By the way—

How I,

from a “state of being bad at studying”,

cultivated an “English brain”?

And,

what I actually used during my life abroad and interactions,

regarding the [Tagariusagi-style English acquisition method, cultivated like a game],

I have summarized it in quite some detail in this paid article👇✨

It is something I arrived at precisely because I was bad at “studying at a desk”,

It is quite unique, and
yet,
for those who are "intuitive types" like me 🤣,
it is a method that is easy to get hooked on 🐰🌿

And next time—

She finally leaves Japan,
and heads to a new country.

A message arrived from her.

And I,
in a place that transcends "whether or not you can speak English,"

will see a view I will never forget for the rest of my life 🌏✨

(Continues to Part ③)

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For English Readers

(This is not a direct translation.
It is a condensed version that preserves the core philosophy.)

“Maybe Our Hearts Connected
Before Words Did.”②

In my previous article, I wrote about how I met one of my precious overseas friends in Japan.☟

At that time, I was not fluent in English at all.
I was simply someone who admired people who could speak it.

But through spending time with her, I slowly realized something important.

At first, I was always afraid of making mistakes.

Every time I tried to speak English, my brain became busy with:

grammar,
vocabulary,
pronunciation,
sentence structure...

And because of that, conversations stopped.

But she never laughed at my imperfect English.

Instead, she enjoyed the conversation itself.

She made me feel that:

“Trying to communicate” was already enough.

That changed everything for me.

Little by little,
my fear of speaking became smaller than my joy of being understood.

We exchanged messages almost every day.
At first, my English was short and awkward.

But naturally, through real communication, my English skills slowly grew.

And the funny thing is—

I never felt like I was “studying.”

I simply wanted:

to talk more,
to know more,
to laugh more together.

In the end,
what changed me was not textbooks.

It was human connection.

English stopped being “a subject.”

It became a bridge to the world 🌏✨

And through that bridge,
I discovered that people are much closer to each other than we think.

Different countries.
Different cultures.
Different languages.

But laughter, kindness, loneliness, happiness—

those feelings were all the same 🌿

In the next chapter,
she leaves Japan for another country.

And I experience a moment that makes me realize:

my dream had already come true without me noticing it.

(To be continued…🐰✨)

━━━ ✦Thank you for reading to the end.🙇✨✦ ━━━