Learn the Language of the Dream

HAha, here's a story for you.

This morning on the way to school, I was perseverating on my sore legs (swim team, don't ask) and my flat bike tires and not really paying attention to much more than that. Anne was beside me and we were nearly to school, when we heard this American voice recording saying loudly, "I find this very interesting." We turned around to look, curious, and saw a garbage truck and several garbage men listening intently to a tape that we learned was an English language lesson. Not only was it English, it was American! As Anne pointed out, the language of money. Haha, I guess that makes sense. If you're going to learn English, might as well be that of the American Dream. Go figure.