Really? I’m seventeen?
I swear- in my time here I have reverted back to becoming a small child. I am learning to speak. I pronounce things wrong. I practice my ABC’s. I read children’s books. I call my (host)mom because I get lost. I don’t cry much anymore- but I did when I first got here. And, I SLEEP. God, do I ever sleep. Every night, at least eight hours. And- get this. I nap. Me- of all people! Afterschool, during lunch, before dinner, after dinner, in math (oops- I promise it was less than five minutes- I am always sleeping. Sometimes my family worries that I am homesick and crying in my room, when in truth I’m completely passed out, and probably sucking my thumb or something- who knows?
Lost in Translation
Today (after my three hour lunch and nap) we played a kind of ringette game in gym class. I revved and ready to go, so when it was my shift I jumped on to the floor and ran straight to the ring. I stole it off a girl and was on a pretty awesome break away when the whistle blew repetitively and I was forced to stop. Apparently this was a “passing” game. In other words- no running with the ring. Everyone was laughing and I’ve gotten extremely good at laughing at myself also. I am less easily embarrassed here I find. Which brings me to share with you a new goal of mine: learning to speak to cows. I walk by them every day on my way home from school and they just stare at me as I go by and it makes me feel a little strange. It’s like I can’t really escape their gaze. Therefore, I have decided that each day I will say a little something to try to start some conversation. They have yet to respond to my various renditions of the word “moo”, but its coming- I know it. And don’t worry; I do make sure I am the only one on the path at this point.
A Tale from Home
In my English class, the current topic is trends, activities, and types of people. The teacher is very excited, because he has me to give a perspective of these things from a different country. This is cool because I get to speak in English, and I get to talk about good old Midland <3 . This week I will put together a 10-15min power point and leave room for a ten minute question period. I have never been asked to talk this long in my life! I am also seriously worried about my grammar- these kids in my class know more than I do. But, I’ll just do my best! I may have not a clue about what I’ll talk about- BUT I do know that I’ll be wearing leggings, wool socks, my moccasins, and a lulu sweater, with my hair piled haphazardly on the top of my head. Maybe mittens? NO! My Olympic sweater from my girlfriends!! All Canadian J. I’ll feel so at home. Either way- I’m looking forward to talking in English, and not feeling guilty!!
Getting Organized
According to a long tradition in my life, I have successfully completed my back-to-school shopping; over a week after school has already began. I can not remember a year when i was actually prepared for my first day, but so it goes. All is in order now. I have duotnags, notebooks, pens, organizers, gluesticks...all of which will most likely be lost in a large wad of papers within a month until i organize again. But, right now, everything is beautiful. Believe it or not, i love organization. I just am not very skilled at maintaining it. Today (I was on a roll) i even organized my room! Mom- you know when I do that at home? And my room looks absolutely no more tidy than before? Yes- one of those episodes. But the point is, i know where everything is, and it makes me happy.
A Quiet Evening
This evening I spent with my host sister Daria, helping her for her English test, and at the same time improving my German. When you really get down to it- English is a very silly language structure-wise. Our verb tenses are impossible. It was interesting to learn this way, and I had a really good time! We just drank our tea, and laughed at our mistakes, and hung out. I loved it J Also, I was able to tell her a few funny stories in German, and while I know it must have been pretty rough, she got the gist of it and it was nice to feel understood!
G’night my fellow Canucks J
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