my english and womenly nature of men

It is well known that, English is an unstable language. I am also unstable in English. I have a very poor English .I thought I have a good English till the day when my brother started to correct me. He wanted to say me some corrections about my blog. But I distracted him like a mad maid .i just wanted to win the argument with him. He was tensed .Loads and loads of anger. Then he called me through phone. He was speaking in a very low tone. It was not as usual. He said I should only try to gain my goal (goal of comment for my page). Not any other thing. I felt like accused surrounded by millions of cops. He gave a bunch of advice. But still my mind was so adamant. It said me(at that moment) I still have a very good in English. Then my worst part of life started. He started to take me English tuition. I don’t even go to tuition for core subjects. He gave me a lecture through Facebook. Thereafter he taught me articles, tags and many other things which I don’t even listen in my school. Yes, I took English class as a leisure one. But I got a lot for that through a social site. That moment I cursed Zuckerberg for his rubbish site. Thereafter my brain came to a settlement.” I don’t know English”. Yes I don’t know anything. Then I went ahead to the tuition. He was so strict. He didn’t allow me even to type. Again I cursed Zuckerberg for his knowledge of designing Facebook to indicate whether the persons are typing. He said “wait” don (don’t {said by him}) type. Then I think I developed a bit (I feel). He wants me to be an empty cup. But I distracted him with stupid proverbs. Then we got settled. The tuition lasted an hour. Then I quit with a fear. I feared whether he took anything wrong on my quitting proposal of bye. I asked about the angriness. He said he wasn’t with a smiling meep (a sort of smiley). Then I quit. He wants me to speak good English. I should have not distracted him. Like a messing maid.