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у меня какой-то прогрев женской темы получается, сам собой. вчера написали с ученицей эссе по предложенной картинке. можно ли такие штуки вносить в "классическое" мотивационное письмо? можно и нужно. одинаково нудные письма (никого не обижаю, только мотивирую) приёмные комиссии уже устали читать (уверена). подключите storytelling и creative writing, не бойтесь удивить себя и других.

She sat in the café, listening. Not eavesdropping, just absorbing. The hum of conversations around her blended into a symphony of different languages. At one table, an elderly couple spoke in Italian, their words flowing like warm honey. A group of tourists flipped between English and Spanish, their laughter carrying across the room. Somewhere in the corner, a woman spoke softly in Arabic over the phone, her voice full of emotion.

And then there was her. Stuck in between. She knew bits and pieces, fragments of languages that she had collected like seashells. Enough to order a coffee in Russian. Enough to greet someone in Mandarin. Enough to understand when someone thought she didn’t. But not enough. Never enough.

The desire to know them all was overwhelming. She wanted to slip into every conversation seamlessly. To shift between languages like changing outfits. To think in German, dream in Portuguese, fall in love in Japanese. To never feel like an outsider, no matter where she went.

She took a sip of her coffee and pulled out her notebook. Another language to learn, another challenge to conquer. It might take a lifetime, but she didn’t mind. Some urges aren’t meant to be ignored.

#мотивационное

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у меня какой-то прогрев женской темы получается, сам собой. вчера написали с ученицей эссе по предложенной картинке. можно ли такие штуки вносить в "классическое" мотивационное письмо? можно и нужно. одинаково нудные письма (никого не обижаю, только мотивирую) приёмные комиссии уже устали читать (уверена). подключите storytelling и creative writing, не бойтесь удивить себя и других.

She sat in the café, listening. Not eavesdropping, just absorbing. The hum of conversations around her blended into a symphony of different languages. At one table, an elderly couple spoke in Italian, their words flowing like warm honey. A group of tourists flipped between English and Spanish, their laughter carrying across the room. Somewhere in the corner, a woman spoke softly in Arabic over the phone, her voice full of emotion.

And then there was her. Stuck in between. She knew bits and pieces, fragments of languages that she had collected like seashells. Enough to order a coffee in Russian. Enough to greet someone in Mandarin. Enough to understand when someone thought she didn’t. But not enough. Never enough.

The desire to know them all was overwhelming. She wanted to slip into every conversation seamlessly. To shift between languages like changing outfits. To think in German, dream in Portuguese, fall in love in Japanese. To never feel like an outsider, no matter where she went.

She took a sip of her coffee and pulled out her notebook. Another language to learn, another challenge to conquer. It might take a lifetime, but she didn’t mind. Some urges aren’t meant to be ignored.

#мотивационное

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