Well, well, well. I had lived in the middle of nowhere. So, I had no one else to practice my English with but myself. 

In our village, if I talk to people in English they will probably have me executed by firing squad. In other words, none of my neighbors will ever like it.

But still, I talked. YES! Not verbally though, but mentally. While talking to someone in my native dialect, my mind at the same time, transliterated everything into English. 

I created an environment where I could apply my knowledge in English without getting a death stare.

You see, the conversation is natural and unstaged. But just like anything else new, it was normally crazy hard at first. Imagine, you talk then translate. 

Plus, I didn’t know if I translated it right. But then, I came up with another solution.