2013. augusztus 26., hétfő

baking bread

A friend said me I don't need to know all words in English that I used in Hungarian. But I think otherwise. This blog born insted of my original Hungarian languaged blog. But that went out. Shoddy Freemail I couldn't to write new text on that blog for 4 months. I wonder why.
When I went to middle school I scared of used the tube in Budapest. I don't know why. Just I scared. Then when I went to Zebegény about 3-4 years later I used the traffic in Bp singly. This a great thing to me. And now... I'm going to travel to London likewise. It's great. I live in a little town in East-Hungary. When I went to the elementary school I walked or rode on bicycle everyday. And when I went to middle school I travelled by bus or rode on bicycle every day because the school was about 9-10 kilometers from our house. (The elementary school was about 1 kilometer from our house.)

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I'm baking bread in the oven. And I hear our vizsla dog is on the street again. He escaped always and come to knock on the gate.