Todays topic is the first part about my exchange year in the United States or to be correct in Louisiana. It is not that easy to talk about this for me to other people because most of the time people tell me that my hostmom was a complete (i'm sorry) bitch.
The thing is that I never enjoyed being there. But I am still more than grateful that they let me live with them and (at least the kids) let me a part of their family. You probably already wonder, because all of that does not really match together. The problem was that I just never was able to really bond with my hostmom because of things that had happened at the beginning and before I even got there. Maybe I will get into that sometime but just not right now. Of course I did had some good laughs and times with her and we even have some Insider jokes like "The Beer Bear". We were in South or North Dakota (it was a road trip through both states so i do not remember) in this Bear drive through park thing. And I was like "Look theres a Beer following the car!", because I thought you pronounce "Bear" - Beer.
We just could not really stand each other for too long. And the first five to six months honestly sucked. I would not be allowed to do anything. And when I say Anything I mean anything. She even almost would not let me go to homecoming. And overall all we would say to each other would be: "Morning. Bye. Night.". I wanted to go home early, but my bestie and her family made me a home were I basically stayed five days per week at least. I call her parents mom and dad. And she actually does the same to my mom, because she came to Germany with me for this summer which was amazing!
Then around february we got along better. And she did so much for me which was just incredible. It did not last too long though because in May, my last month, it got almost worse than in the beginning. She even told me that she can not wait for me to leave. And we started to fight alot and she made fun of me. It was not good. But I did survived. Then the last day of school came around. May the 20th. I stayed with my bestie till the evening of the 23th. Went home and packed. And I left the 25th. My hostdad did not said bye or came to the airport but, oh well, he was barely at home so whatever. My two little siblings. My 11 year old sister and my five year old brother came to the airport. They were more than sad that I left. And I did not left to go through security till I just had ten more minutes before boarding is done. I just could not leave them. I love them so much. And I miss them every single minute. I am going to see them on Christmas because I am going back for a few weeks then and I just can not wait to hold them in my arms again.
That is all I want to say today. I won't promise that I will update this once a week, because I will just write when I feel like I want to. It is all not easy to talk about.
If you have any suggestions or questions let me know in the comments.
Oh and by the way..It is exactly One year ago that I flew to New york and started everything..
Talk to you soon.
Goodnight. Have a great day. Enjoy life.
Anne.
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