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Sunday is my favorite day of the week. I sleep late and wake
up with the bight sunshine pouring in through the windows. I enjoy
coffee and a little time with my notebook computer while I listen
to CNN in the background. The English is much too difficult for
me to understand. Perhaps if I recorded the segments and played
them back slowly I could understand well, but in real time I am
lost. However I believe that a little bitty part of my brain hears
the English and if I listen to more, it will spread to all the
other parts, and magically I will wake up one morning and speak
perfect English. Actually I do not realyl believe that, but at
least it doesn't hurt and it impresses
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