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Hallo! Ik ben Lirkit!

Ik heb veel manieren geprobeerd om Engelse woorden te onthouden en vond de meest effectieve voor mij!

We hebben alle woorden van de liedjes die we ons hele leven hebben gehoord al in ons geheugen. We hebben er simpelweg geen aandacht aan besteed, maar we horen ze allemaal al!

Ik merkte dat wanneer je een nieuw woord leert uit een liedje dat je al eerder hebt gehoord, je de vertaling van dit woord al voor altijd kent en je het nooit zult vergeten!

Deze methode wil ik met je delen. Het schema is dus als volgt.

We vinden liedjes die we al gehoord hebben.

We voegen alle onbekende woorden ervan toe.

We slagen voor minitests van geheugenspellen. klaar

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Yeah, her name was Lauren and every morning was pouring
Her coffee inside a cup while dreaming of somewhere foreign
Wanted more in her life she felt was boring
Would often compare herself on Instagram while exploring
Confidence was low and compliments would throw
She'd always freeze up 'cause she didn't have the confidence to know
That she was perfectly beautiful
Wasn't said 'til the funeral
Would compensate with pills 'cause she never thought she was suitable
Unusual, she never showed any signs
She often would hide behind a smile that kept people blind
Never talk about the problems that she had at the time
Pretend to be fine 'til medication mixed with the wine
Now she gone 'cause the fantasy they sold online
Another victim to the system we all struggled to climb

Always fighting off these demons, peace she never could find
Laughed at by the same people who always preaching, "Be kind"
Ain't that ironic?
Ain't that ironic?

His name Mason, often on PlayStation
Would game hours with friends 'cause to him that was vacation
Stayed patient but every day he was facing this abuse
'Cause people found the videos he was making
He was good too, would wonder what he should do
Because of all the teasing, he stopped making shit on YouTube
Feeling broken, coping, drinking, and smoking
Tears running down his face, his pillowcase was soaking
Kids provoking and poking at his emotions
He couldn't handle the stress so he hung himself with the rope
Now people sharing his story like they all caring
And sending each other love like they was giving him hope
They missed the issue, and walls he put his fist through
And covered up with posters while struggling to continue

Always fighting off these demons, peace she never could find
Laughed at by the same people who always preaching, "Be kind"
Ain't that ironic?
Ain't that ironic?

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