English is easy to become fluent enough in but a total bitch to go past that. When you get into the nitpicky details of it, the grammar seems like monkey on acid trying to hump a spork.
I'm afraid you'll never get home. Your knuckles will bleach on the prairie, and mum and dad will cry till they drown, and there'll be nothing left at all, and later the hyenas will howl over the whole thing.