An Improper Greeting
It happened during my first year in my junior middle school.
One evening, after supper, I went out for a walk with several friends. On the way we saw a few Americans coming towards us. When they came near, I said "Good night" to them. They smiled and answered "Good evening". After that we talked for a while.
On my way home, Iwas curious to know why they didn't use the same expression. So as soon as I got home, I looked the expression up in the dictionary. Only at that time did
