It was the worst first day of school that I have ever had. Why? I am not exactly sure. Most people didnt want to speak English because they were afraid. The Librarian told me that school got out at 4. When it got out at 220. My schedule was messed up so I had to go and get it fixed. My favorite class is English. Hmmmm, I WONDER WHY!? It was a very long, and tiring day. Yet, I still kept a good attitude. (:
Second day:
The second day of school was really great. Many people decided to talk to me. I got my phone numbers. It was a little overwhelming at times because there was many people around me all day. But hey, I didnt mind. The second day, I also got to leave school at 12 because I went to Budapest with Jutka and Peti. Budapest is so beautiful. I love it so much. Just driving through you can feel the history, and how old it is. It didnt seem real to me.
(The pictures taken are both taken from me and my little brother Peti)
There is many many many more photos, but I will not add them all on here. If you would like to see the others, go to my facebook in the, "My year in Hungary" album. http://www.facebook.com/?ref=logo#!/profile.php?id=531162838
Third Day:
My third day of school was also very good. It was Friday, so it made it even better. I only had classes till 1225. Then after school I ate lunch with my friend Anita (I have three friends named Anita, all in the same class). Later that day, I ran into Balazs. Lucky for me. We then left school and went to the bus station. I went with Balazs to see his Grandma, and she was so sweet. She said that I was welcome to her home at anytime, in Hungarian of course. HAHA! I also had to go to the train station and get pictures taken :o ick. Then we went home. It was a very good day.
Its weird to sit and think that I have only been here for almost two weeks. These two weeks have gone by so fast. Yet, it seems like forever. It makes me sad because I have now realized that this year is going to go by even faster than I thought. This all feels like a dream, so unreal. Of course, that is not a bad thing. Just a feeling that I have never felt.
Everyday my mind is revealed to the idea of culture. When you are put in a situation where you cant speak to anyone, all you can do is think. I have come to realize how important communication is. Language is so important. And now, I realize this. I have no trouble communicating with people, but language is so...needed. I can not explain the feeling I have towards language. :\
"Those who know nothing of foreign language, know nothing of their own."
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