Just a line

nope

Thought as much, that's why it drew my attention i.e why in the first chapter of the The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain(Samuel Clemens) it goes like that ? Misprint ?

I missed it somehow ,there's a "disclaimer" there , it might be just the Missouri negro dialect or the extremest form of the backwoods Southwestern dialect...

I'd like to speak english equally well as Mark plays his guitar.:)

Misprint ?

Nope.

Think about who said those words and what was this person's socio-economic status.

Yes ,indeed Eve,I didn't hit on this at first ,may be it was one of those uneducated and illetarate"inky-dink groids"(jungle bunnies or niggers in other words- with all due respect to color people, don't want to be accused of racism,just weaving my mental shortcut here:), or it was that guy Samuel Clemens who interpreted this piece, I dunno..

Here's the broader context:

CHAPTER I.

YOU don't know about me without you have read a book by the name of The
Adventures of Tom Sawyer; but that ain't no matter. That book was made
by Mr. Mark Twain, and he told the truth, mainly. THERE WAS things which
he stretched, but mainly he told the truth. That is nothing. I never
seen anybody but lied one time or another, without it was Aunt Polly...

It's the beginning of Chapter I and it's Huck who narrates it.

Yes, may be..

Just brooding and dwelling on my loose contemplation ,wanted to share my thoughts here with you:
As a “learner” of english at this stage (assuming I’m not getting my feet wet and already gained “some” both oral and mental fluency in english , I daresay it) I’m asking myself a seemingly ludicrous and farcical question( which has surely been permeating many mine-like minds ) :
What more can I do to make my speech flow as though it was the wind rustled the leaves or the water rippled down the pane ( with a tinge of poetical sarcasm towards myself here:)
Given that I ma not exposed to english on a daily basis and it’s just unfeasible to chat with a native as much as I wish I could? I seem not to have been devoided of zeal and impetus towards the “excellence”. I’m not a lazy lame-head either .:) But I find it extremely difficult though, to reach a desired equilibrium in speech,so to speak,to gain that lightness, that plainess , that pelluciditry if you like, and so forth.
Am I the only one who is grappling in his futile quest to dispense with this unpleasant “proclivity” to fumble helplessly for words , to freeze all of a sudden as that carthorse dragging a hackneyd carriage on a bumpy cobbled road ?
I understand that there’s no simple answer to this question and the best thing may be just to let “nature” take it’s course.:)

In this chapter I Huck again goes like : she never meant no harm by it.

I find it riveting and spellbinding personally how the language was used in the past in general(not only by uncouth Huck-like rascals), how our advancing society has led to "simplification" of the rules.It'a a pity that we can't use double or triple negatives nowadays.I kinda liked them. And it's a pitty that I'm too old to study linguistics.If I were younger I would eagerly go in for that rather than "thumping the tune on the piano" :)

Some bug's bitten me,something has come over me,I think it's happening in this very minute,kinda of oral vein of inspiration, I can talk , talk and talk to myself like there's no "before the yesterday",lest there only not to be ape-s**t about it and catch a multiple personality disorder ending up in a loony bin.:)

permeating many like-minded souls? people? students?

though it was the wind
>rustlING the leaves or the water ripplING down the pane

Suggestions: Doesn't your profession attract people from different nationalities? Make a new friend. What about a "book club" in English (you like to read, and you would have to discuss the book in English). What about travelling somewhere to a English speaking destination and immersing yourself completely, without a safety net. Full immersion would likely produce the best/fastest results but may not be practical.

Thank you for corrections Suinia, I got carried away abit and as Merix said it once, aiming high,may cause me to forget basics,I'll keep an eye on my correctness and spelling.
Yes, it's a good idea to travel somewhere to the UK or USA or Canada and make some new friends there.Full immersion wouuld be great but I can't because I've been almost a wheel-chair material candidate" since I lost my leg in an accident last year.
Now I am simply a "cripple" both emotionally and physically .. and "a walking cane here at my side I take it everywhere I walk"...:);)

sorry about your leg. My dad lost a leg to diabetes a few years before he died.
But don't brood about it too long. You still have your music and your brain functions just fine. I saw a program about a man with 2 prostheses qualifying for the Boston marathon. Now that's inspiring. Your car accident could have left you blind, now that is isolation. I'm not belittling your loss, it's just that you eventually have to move forward.
How about going to University to study languages as a day student (don't jazz musicians mostly work at night?).

Thank you, I'm sorry for your dad, I know best what a limbless life is like,you fight every single day with your phantom pains and various prosthetic stuff like that many amputees experience day by day,well as they say s**t happens, and you just on the spot it's not worth brooding over that but it's tough believe me,
I'm not so "strong" person as I thought I was.
As for studies it's too lat for me to study language, I'm 40 and I think I have only some 10 years to live so it's not worth trying, the only thing I'm left with is my contemplation and immersion into myself.:)
And sometimes to play the piano but less and less ....
tara:)

Hey! You've got the whole life ahead of you, go and grab the world by the horns. And NO WORRIES! Now you'll past CPE then create sth unusual and make a mint. You just gotta believe...just gotta believe :) Life's too short, mate. :)

oh snap- pass:)

Thank you Mex, I 'm not getting sloopy about myself but just being sarcastically jocose sometimes towards my "status" ,and now I wouldn't call my mental state as a bundle of nerves or worries but rather as a "sheaf of meaningless incessant ploughing my way through these mental curves and arches of my furrowed mind".I sound to be qualified as the patient of a "mental department", don't I?:):):)
To be frankly honest , I don't care about my cpe at all,whether I pass or fail, of course I want to pass it but not with my tongue hanging out, may be that will be the best attitude in this case.:)

getting soopy :)

correctness correctness - soppy :):)