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Aspects

The Polish aspect system distinguishes between imperfective (niedokonany) and perfective (dokonany) verbs. Very roughly, imperfective verbs describe actions as ongoing or repeated, while perfective verbs present them as completed, achieved or singular.

Unlike English, which expresses these differences through context or auxiliary constructions (was doing, used to do vs has done, did), Polish expresses aspect by using separate lexical items. These are not two forms of the same verb, but actually two separate items with different infinitives, although they're closely related in meaning. For example:

Winter was approaching, and my old sneakers already had a hole big enough to fit two toes in. So I saved up some money and went to the mall yesterday to buy myself some decent winter shoes. I found them – solid workmanship, affordable price, and a fashionable look – I didn't hesitate [for long]. I returned home with the shoes, walked around my room, and was happy with them. I even waterproofed them thoroughly so they wouldn't leak water and wear out.
Today I went to university in my new shoes. They made me feel more confident, and as I was sitting in the hallway, I kept stretching my legs out so people could better see how elegant my shoes were.
After classes, I was waiting at the bus stop on Krakowskie Przedmieście Street when Wojciech Cejrowski, a well-known Catholic traveler, came out of a café. He looked at me and my shoes, approached me, and asked if they were the CCC shoes that cost 139.00 PLN. Satisfied, I replied, "Yes, Mr. Wojtek, the same ones. I'm glad you noticed".
Cejrowski simply said:
>Trash
My jaw dropped and I didn't know what he was talking about. Cejrowski asked which word I didn't understand: "trash" or "trash". I said I understood both, but I didn't know why he said that. Cejrowski explained that only trash could wear such crappy shoes for poor people. That he traveled to developing countries and the UN and Red Cross sent such shoes to poor people for free, and even they didn't want to wear them; they just threw them away. And that there was even a special UNICEF committee meeting to stop giving hungry children such crappy shoes. So they started sending them exclusively to stores in Poland.

People at the bus stop laughed and looked at my shoes, and I kept trying to hide them one behind another, but it was no use. But finally, I decided I wouldn't let myself be disrespected, even by a famous person, and I shouted at Wojciech that he himself walks barefoot around the world, so he has no right to shit-talk my shoes.
Cejrowski laughed and said that he walks barefoot in elegant foreign countries, but in Poland he wears proper shoes. He showed me his shoes with fringes, straps, dolce&gabana... they even have a button that, if an avalanche buried him, he'd press it and then you'd be able to find him under the snow.

… I was blushing, I didn't know what to say, people were roaring with laughter, and Wojtek Cejrowski told me to finally act like a man of honor and take off my shoes and trow them away. So I took them off, already in tears because I felt so sorry for them, and put them in the trash can at the bus stop. Gently, because I wanted to take them out later when Cejrowski left.
I stood in the snow in just my socks, my feet burning from the cold. The bus was slowly approaching, so I wanted to quickly grab my shoes and jump in, but as I rushed to the dumpster, Wojciech blocked my path and told me to have some dignity. I boarded the bus barefoot, drove one stop, got off, and ran back to grab my shoes. I rummaged through the dumpster, throwing everything out, but there were no shoes. I asked the people standing at the bus stop if anyone had taken shoes from the dumpster, and they said yes, that the famous traveler Wojciech Cejrowski had been there and taken the shoes, saying he was going on a risky expedition to Nepal and would have the perfect pair of elegant and reliable shoes.
And I'll be wearing my old sneakers all winter long.