Something weird is going on here. My favorite American TV channel is now coming to Swedish broadcasting systems. Comedy Central, if you guys want to believe my poor sense of humor. I can't help my weakness for stand-up or the cheesy stuff like MAD-TV thats circulating on that channel.
ugh.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Friday, February 6, 2009
When you least expected it....
So as I sit on my sick bed, locked in my room for the second straight day of hacking out my lungs and freezing to death despite the numerous blankets I’ve burrowed myself in, I realized that maybe now would be a supreme time to update my dead and withered blog.
I kind of feel guilty for not having updated and so on but at the same time- not. I mean I see it as a good sign that I haven’t been updating much lately because that means that I have actually been busy and focusing on the real world and not the one in my computer.
I guess I do feel bad about leaving you guys right around the holidays, but hey here I am now so take or leave it.
Lots of stuff has happened around good ol’ Örebro and Kumla, too much to really talk about in detail without making this blog entry ridiculously long and subsequently ridiculously boring as well. So I guess I can give a quick, undetailed run down. Wow I just made up a word…..undetailed.
Christmas= Food one must be brave to try, creepy santa coming to pass out gifts Christmas eve.
New Years= Party with friends, fireworks, visitors…..etc
Back to school after the break= new wonderful schedule where I hardly go to school, clothes shopping, birthday parties, drama
And zoom to the present as I sit writing this coughing up a lung and dizzy in my state of feverishness. I don’t really know any exciting mind blowing news to tell you. Life has been pretty normal.
It’s weird how when first coming to a new country everything feels so different and so new. You can’t walk outside without thinking ‘wow…I’m in another country’ you tend to notice things that you don’t in your own country because they are so familiar. But now that I’ve been here six months going on seven it’s as though I never came from a different country.
It feels comfortable here, and sometimes I even forget that the Claessons are not my real family. I think I missed home the most during the holidays, but now I feel like I am home.
It’s going to be really hard to have to say goodbye to all the friends and relationships I have made here in Sweden. But it is getting closer to that day when I get on the plane home. I remember last year when I was talking to my friends about going to Sweden and when I first got accepted. I was so excited and I thought I had so long to wait, but the time went by so fast and here even though a year sounds like an awfully long time it’s literally flown by.
Oh and I also posted a new video. If anyone is interested in seeing a nearly seven minute vid of pictures (and a few videos).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3X6YRxtxoqA
Swedish for this post is- Jag älskar dig (Jag elscar day)
It means- I love you
I kind of feel guilty for not having updated and so on but at the same time- not. I mean I see it as a good sign that I haven’t been updating much lately because that means that I have actually been busy and focusing on the real world and not the one in my computer.
I guess I do feel bad about leaving you guys right around the holidays, but hey here I am now so take or leave it.
Lots of stuff has happened around good ol’ Örebro and Kumla, too much to really talk about in detail without making this blog entry ridiculously long and subsequently ridiculously boring as well. So I guess I can give a quick, undetailed run down. Wow I just made up a word…..undetailed.
Christmas= Food one must be brave to try, creepy santa coming to pass out gifts Christmas eve.
New Years= Party with friends, fireworks, visitors…..etc
Back to school after the break= new wonderful schedule where I hardly go to school, clothes shopping, birthday parties, drama
And zoom to the present as I sit writing this coughing up a lung and dizzy in my state of feverishness. I don’t really know any exciting mind blowing news to tell you. Life has been pretty normal.
It’s weird how when first coming to a new country everything feels so different and so new. You can’t walk outside without thinking ‘wow…I’m in another country’ you tend to notice things that you don’t in your own country because they are so familiar. But now that I’ve been here six months going on seven it’s as though I never came from a different country.
It feels comfortable here, and sometimes I even forget that the Claessons are not my real family. I think I missed home the most during the holidays, but now I feel like I am home.
It’s going to be really hard to have to say goodbye to all the friends and relationships I have made here in Sweden. But it is getting closer to that day when I get on the plane home. I remember last year when I was talking to my friends about going to Sweden and when I first got accepted. I was so excited and I thought I had so long to wait, but the time went by so fast and here even though a year sounds like an awfully long time it’s literally flown by.
Oh and I also posted a new video. If anyone is interested in seeing a nearly seven minute vid of pictures (and a few videos).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3X6YRxtxoqA
Swedish for this post is- Jag älskar dig (Jag elscar day)
It means- I love you
Monday, December 1, 2008
Turkey Day
So here I go, late as always.
Typical I guess. :)
I guess I should probably tell everyone about my Thanksgiving, even though I am a couple weeks late.
Thanksgiving was….fun/stressful/strange. As most people with an education at least to the third grade know, Thanksgiving is an American holiday. (kudos to Rachel…nah just kidding) Not really found in other countries and not found in Sweden either. But as an exchange student I wanted to do something for my family and friends that was thanksgiving-ish.
So in a moment of pure recklessness I decided to have my own Thanksgiving feast and invited, not only, the family, but also four of my friends as well.
It wasn’t until the Saturday before our Swedish Thanksgiving (I used Sunday, before actual turkey day because it was the most convenient for everyone) that I realized what I had just signed up for. I was going to be cooking food for 16 people, and I had never even cooked a turkey before.
And then of course there was the issue of finding the ingredients (the most frustrating part) in the end I couldn’t find more than half of the right things and had to end up substituting ingredients and changing the menu several times. I couldn’t find pumpkin pie mix, so I had planned to make it with real pumpkin except I couldn’t find that so I just dropped that idea and made apple pie instead.
The turkey wasn’t hard to find, but it was ridiculously small compared to the bird that’s always served at my house. And forget green bean casserole, I had to actually make the cream of mushroom using powdered mushroom soup and crème fresh. No Frenchs onions and even the beans were different.
Somehow everything worked out and everybody ate and ate heartily. Apparently everyone was impressed with the food and I just didn’t have the heart to tell them that mine was the microwaveable version of a real Thanksgiving dinner.
But it was nice, and somehow everyone seemed content. All the kids were fascinated and appalled at the turkey heart and neck that I had pulled out once the bird was unfrozen. I was going to tell them that it was tradition to eat this as well, but it might have scared them too much.
Kalkon (Cal-coon) Turkey
Typical I guess. :)
I guess I should probably tell everyone about my Thanksgiving, even though I am a couple weeks late.
Thanksgiving was….fun/stressful/strange. As most people with an education at least to the third grade know, Thanksgiving is an American holiday. (kudos to Rachel…nah just kidding) Not really found in other countries and not found in Sweden either. But as an exchange student I wanted to do something for my family and friends that was thanksgiving-ish.
So in a moment of pure recklessness I decided to have my own Thanksgiving feast and invited, not only, the family, but also four of my friends as well.
It wasn’t until the Saturday before our Swedish Thanksgiving (I used Sunday, before actual turkey day because it was the most convenient for everyone) that I realized what I had just signed up for. I was going to be cooking food for 16 people, and I had never even cooked a turkey before.
And then of course there was the issue of finding the ingredients (the most frustrating part) in the end I couldn’t find more than half of the right things and had to end up substituting ingredients and changing the menu several times. I couldn’t find pumpkin pie mix, so I had planned to make it with real pumpkin except I couldn’t find that so I just dropped that idea and made apple pie instead.
The turkey wasn’t hard to find, but it was ridiculously small compared to the bird that’s always served at my house. And forget green bean casserole, I had to actually make the cream of mushroom using powdered mushroom soup and crème fresh. No Frenchs onions and even the beans were different.
Somehow everything worked out and everybody ate and ate heartily. Apparently everyone was impressed with the food and I just didn’t have the heart to tell them that mine was the microwaveable version of a real Thanksgiving dinner.
But it was nice, and somehow everyone seemed content. All the kids were fascinated and appalled at the turkey heart and neck that I had pulled out once the bird was unfrozen. I was going to tell them that it was tradition to eat this as well, but it might have scared them too much.
Kalkon (Cal-coon) Turkey
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Snö är överallt.
It snowed today. I was in the school library working on some homework when I looked out the wide windows and saw small flakes of white hurtling to earth. Five minutes later the flakes were as large as dried apricots. Yea I know strange metaphor, but it's the first thing that came to mind. I was reminded of a lovely song by Swedish artist, Laleh, called Snö (snow).
And also the American dollar increased its value.
last week 1 USD = 7 SEK and now 1 USD = 8 SEK
I suspect that happened just for me.
I just finished a book, that I loaned from the Kumla library called The Pure Land. It was a great read, if you like historical dramas with romance, humor, drunk people and lots of violence.
Anyway I am glad I've started reading more, I find that I have really missed it.
Oh yeah! And I found out that I'm passing Pyschology! I suspect I'm passing all my other classes as well, but only teetering on the edge of Organization and Leadership and Law.
Jag läst en mycket bra bök
(yawg laist n mickay braw beuk)
I read a really good book.
And also the American dollar increased its value.
last week 1 USD = 7 SEK and now 1 USD = 8 SEK
I suspect that happened just for me.
I just finished a book, that I loaned from the Kumla library called The Pure Land. It was a great read, if you like historical dramas with romance, humor, drunk people and lots of violence.
Anyway I am glad I've started reading more, I find that I have really missed it.
Oh yeah! And I found out that I'm passing Pyschology! I suspect I'm passing all my other classes as well, but only teetering on the edge of Organization and Leadership and Law.
Jag läst en mycket bra bök
(yawg laist n mickay braw beuk)
I read a really good book.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Old news
Snow and ice has come and gone and I’m betting that we will be getting much more it in the next upcoming weeks and months. I think it’s a little exciting, my first real winter. Sure South Carolina gets cold, but I don’t think it’s ever been as cold as it is here. But surprisingly I don’t mind it, I thought the weather would be my least favourite thing about Sweden, but really it’s not terribly bad. In South Carolina, winter is the ugliest season, all the leaves have fallen off the trees leaving them stricken and bare, but in Sweden most of the trees are evergreens. It’s still green and lush even with temperatures of -5 degrees Celsius in November.
Last week in naturkunskap (Chemistry) we distilled beer. I thought it was hilarious that we were able to have the substance in the school, much less work with it in class. I don’t think people realize the stark contrasts between the general ideas of alcohol in Swedish culture compared to American. Of most toxic substances. Students smoke at school (not technically on school grounds, but right in front of them) use snus (a kind of popular tobacco in bags that they put in the top corner of their mouth) in school (even have it out on their desks). And it's not like chewing tobacco, not the same thing.
As most Americans know, if you even had that in your car at school you could be suspended or given some sort of punishment.
In some ways I think Americans have managed to really demonize such things and therefore make them so much important than they really are. Of course they are dangerous, addictive and unhealthy, but I believe that there is more of a problem with them in America than here because of the way they are seen. On a more positive note, I wager to say that use of tobacco and cigarettes is decreasing these days, at least in the states, as most people know that it leads to bad health, cancer, and overall unpleasantness.
So Obama won. Old news right.
I don’t really know how to feel about that. I feel kind of distanced anyway from the whole scope of American politics right now, but having been nearly bombarded with all sorts of questions and opinions about who won and how I feel about it I realized I don’t have many answers for them.
You might be surprised about how important the American election was in Sweden, I surely was. There was news coverage on it every single night on TV, press conferences held on the issues and pros and cons of each candidate. It was on everyone’s tongues, and every time something would come up about Obama or McCain everyone would turn towards me and ask ‘Who do you think will win?’
I thought it was strange at first and I remember asking one of my host brothers why Sweden cared so much about the American election.
‘‘Because it affects us too.’’ He said without missing a beat, and it made sense.
I didn’t have much favour for either McCain or Obama. I thought McCain was too rigid and too old and set in his ways to lead a nation into the future when everything around us is changing. I thought Obama was too young, too inexperienced and not ready to take on responsibility for everything that needs to be fixed in order to help pull America out of all the mess we’ve gotten ourselves into.
But one of them had to win and somehow I had always known it would be Obama. So I guess what I thought never gave the decision much weight.
Oh well, the country hasn’t caught on fire yet, that’s a good sign. We will just have to see how it goes.
Undrar (und- rar) it means wonder
Last week in naturkunskap (Chemistry) we distilled beer. I thought it was hilarious that we were able to have the substance in the school, much less work with it in class. I don’t think people realize the stark contrasts between the general ideas of alcohol in Swedish culture compared to American. Of most toxic substances. Students smoke at school (not technically on school grounds, but right in front of them) use snus (a kind of popular tobacco in bags that they put in the top corner of their mouth) in school (even have it out on their desks). And it's not like chewing tobacco, not the same thing.
As most Americans know, if you even had that in your car at school you could be suspended or given some sort of punishment.
In some ways I think Americans have managed to really demonize such things and therefore make them so much important than they really are. Of course they are dangerous, addictive and unhealthy, but I believe that there is more of a problem with them in America than here because of the way they are seen. On a more positive note, I wager to say that use of tobacco and cigarettes is decreasing these days, at least in the states, as most people know that it leads to bad health, cancer, and overall unpleasantness.
So Obama won. Old news right.
I don’t really know how to feel about that. I feel kind of distanced anyway from the whole scope of American politics right now, but having been nearly bombarded with all sorts of questions and opinions about who won and how I feel about it I realized I don’t have many answers for them.
You might be surprised about how important the American election was in Sweden, I surely was. There was news coverage on it every single night on TV, press conferences held on the issues and pros and cons of each candidate. It was on everyone’s tongues, and every time something would come up about Obama or McCain everyone would turn towards me and ask ‘Who do you think will win?’
I thought it was strange at first and I remember asking one of my host brothers why Sweden cared so much about the American election.
‘‘Because it affects us too.’’ He said without missing a beat, and it made sense.
I didn’t have much favour for either McCain or Obama. I thought McCain was too rigid and too old and set in his ways to lead a nation into the future when everything around us is changing. I thought Obama was too young, too inexperienced and not ready to take on responsibility for everything that needs to be fixed in order to help pull America out of all the mess we’ve gotten ourselves into.
But one of them had to win and somehow I had always known it would be Obama. So I guess what I thought never gave the decision much weight.
Oh well, the country hasn’t caught on fire yet, that’s a good sign. We will just have to see how it goes.
Undrar (und- rar) it means wonder
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Winter is on its way
Before I start this post i must announce to all that i am very sorry. It's been such an extremely long time since I updated my blog and thats not good. But you must understand how busy my life is right now, it seems like I never have enough time to actually sit down at the computer and actually blog anything.Life has bitten and it bites hard.
Well I suppose I should start at the beginning, as I sit here listening to the sounds of children playing loudly and looking outside into the darkness at this extremely late time of 4:36 pm. It's quite hard to remember last month, everything except for our week long holiday escapes me. But I did not get to stay home all week, no, I traveled to Jönköping to visit Ingrid (my svensk aunt) and we had a grand time. Ingrid is one of those women who are tougher than nails, approaching her sixties and owning no car, she opts for traveling by foot or bicycle. And Jönköping is a large, gusty and cold city. While in Jönköping I believed I walked over 15 miles in the course of two days. I enjoyed it, but Ingrid can keep it, its a little too cold for me. At one point it was -1 celsius.
Of course when I say that I realize everywhere is cold. At one point it snowed and the water froze solid here in Kumla. And it's was only October.
So from Jönköping I traveled to Göteborg again to meet up with a friend I made with STS. The Austrailian. So we spent our day in Göteborg in IKEA taking silly pictures and eating in the cafe there. The Austrailian ordered 15 kötbullar (swedish meatballs) and fairly appalled the people beside us who were calmly ordering their sparse looking salads.
I spent the night at her place in Väröbacka, which I can safely say is the middle of nowhere. Look no further, the middle of nowhere is Väröbacka. It was actually quiet terrifying walking from the busstop to her house a good mile in complete pitch black darkness fast approaching midnight. But as i'm sure hollywood has taught you Australians fear nothing. (R.I.P Steve Irwin)
So the next day after a promise to see each other again and a long train ride home to Örebro I was greeted with the sight of white, white and more white. Sweden snow is magical, I don't think i've ever seen the cold stuff so glittery and clean. It looked like someone had sprinkeled glitter all over the ground on top of the snow, and it was cold. (It still is bitterly cold)
My host father met me at the station with one of the new additions to our large family. A ten year old girl named Angelika. She talked to me trhough my host father, not believing his emphatic ''Hon kan prata svenska''s (She can speak swedish)
So about the new additions to our family.
We have two siblings living with us now, Angelika and a 14 year old boy, Robin. They come from a bad previous family life just like Pamela and Mary and they are here to stay. In fact earlier in the month of October we spent an entire day rearranging the house to squeeze in more people.
So I believe if you counted it up now there are 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. 10 living in the house now. And yes it's packed. But they really are cute kids. A few days ago my host dad and I took them to McDonalds for lunch. They were so excited because they had never been before. Can you imagine? Fourteen and ten and never been to McDonalds? It's hard to dislike kids who have never been to McDonalds.
I've started a new hobby with one of my swedish friends. Archery. Yes good old fashioned bow and arrow. It's really exciting and it requires strength and technique, but lots of fun.
And now I will say goodbye with a promise to update sooner than last time. Promise.
The word is lovat (loav-att) it means promise.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3jQIjVJw9Pc
There is the video i promised about Göteborg for you.
Well I suppose I should start at the beginning, as I sit here listening to the sounds of children playing loudly and looking outside into the darkness at this extremely late time of 4:36 pm. It's quite hard to remember last month, everything except for our week long holiday escapes me. But I did not get to stay home all week, no, I traveled to Jönköping to visit Ingrid (my svensk aunt) and we had a grand time. Ingrid is one of those women who are tougher than nails, approaching her sixties and owning no car, she opts for traveling by foot or bicycle. And Jönköping is a large, gusty and cold city. While in Jönköping I believed I walked over 15 miles in the course of two days. I enjoyed it, but Ingrid can keep it, its a little too cold for me. At one point it was -1 celsius.
Of course when I say that I realize everywhere is cold. At one point it snowed and the water froze solid here in Kumla. And it's was only October.
So from Jönköping I traveled to Göteborg again to meet up with a friend I made with STS. The Austrailian. So we spent our day in Göteborg in IKEA taking silly pictures and eating in the cafe there. The Austrailian ordered 15 kötbullar (swedish meatballs) and fairly appalled the people beside us who were calmly ordering their sparse looking salads.
I spent the night at her place in Väröbacka, which I can safely say is the middle of nowhere. Look no further, the middle of nowhere is Väröbacka. It was actually quiet terrifying walking from the busstop to her house a good mile in complete pitch black darkness fast approaching midnight. But as i'm sure hollywood has taught you Australians fear nothing. (R.I.P Steve Irwin)
So the next day after a promise to see each other again and a long train ride home to Örebro I was greeted with the sight of white, white and more white. Sweden snow is magical, I don't think i've ever seen the cold stuff so glittery and clean. It looked like someone had sprinkeled glitter all over the ground on top of the snow, and it was cold. (It still is bitterly cold)
My host father met me at the station with one of the new additions to our large family. A ten year old girl named Angelika. She talked to me trhough my host father, not believing his emphatic ''Hon kan prata svenska''s (She can speak swedish)
So about the new additions to our family.
We have two siblings living with us now, Angelika and a 14 year old boy, Robin. They come from a bad previous family life just like Pamela and Mary and they are here to stay. In fact earlier in the month of October we spent an entire day rearranging the house to squeeze in more people.
So I believe if you counted it up now there are 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. 10 living in the house now. And yes it's packed. But they really are cute kids. A few days ago my host dad and I took them to McDonalds for lunch. They were so excited because they had never been before. Can you imagine? Fourteen and ten and never been to McDonalds? It's hard to dislike kids who have never been to McDonalds.
I've started a new hobby with one of my swedish friends. Archery. Yes good old fashioned bow and arrow. It's really exciting and it requires strength and technique, but lots of fun.
And now I will say goodbye with a promise to update sooner than last time. Promise.
The word is lovat (loav-att) it means promise.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3jQIjVJw9Pc
There is the video i promised about Göteborg for you.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Göteborg!!!
So here I am typing away at my computer when I should be sleeping. The temptation is too great to finish this blog though as it has been sitting on my hard drive for several days now. I just returned from a simple amazing trip to Göteborg and if you haven’t seen the pictures you’ll be seeing the video soon.
I rode down there by train and met up with the group of STS exchange students from all over the world. We stayed in a youth hostel, pigged out on Swedish candy, went to an amusement park with no waiting lines and took a bus tour around the city. It was all great fun.
But the best part I think was being able to share our experiences and feelings with people going through the same things as you. It was nice to know I wasn’t alone in feeling and dealing with some of the things I have been. Not as if I’m depressed or anything but I think most people don’t realize what a big thing it is to leave your home and start over somewhere where A) You don’t speak the language B) You don’t know anyone or anything C) The culture is so different from your own.
It’s been so wonderful, but there have been moments when I just felt so alone and tired. My head hurts sometimes after processing everything in Swedish, translating to English and spitting it out in Swedish again and there is an occasional moment when you’re looking around at everyone with their friends and their lives and you feel a really sharp longing for your friends and your old life.
But at the same time, I feel completely and utterly happy because in all truth I expected this and this is what I wanted. There’s a kind of terrifying excitement in doing this and now I am much more comfortable with myself and my ability to learn and survive in a new environment. And it’s only been two months.
In Göteborg I met some amazing people, people I hope to maintain contact with and people I hope to see again. The world feels so attainable to me right now and I feel as though I’m getting more and more global every day. Haha
Anyway as for my Swedish, I’ve started reading books in Swedish now. I actually bought some Harry Potter books as I figure best to start with something I’m already familiar with and actually enjoy. I speak Swedish at school and I’ve started speaking more at home, I felt really proud of myself in Göteborg when I realized how far I really have come in two months.
A couple days ago in the mail I got something that really made me smile. A friend from the U.S sent me a three page long typed letter and this is actually the second one they’ve sent (The first was handwritten) It brought a big smile to my face and I really appreciate it.
However at the same time it makes me feel guilty cause I’ve got a stack of postcards sitting on my desk already written but without addresses. I really gots to kick it in gear now!!
This coming Saturday is open house at my school and I have no idea what’s going to happen except that my friend is driving me so I don’t have to use the bus. It’s not like my mom can go and I doubt my host family would want to come so I’m sort of at a loss with why I’m going. It might be fun though.
An interesting thing, did you know the word in Swedish for ‘vegetables’ is grönsaker. If you translate it directly it means ‘green things’ even if it’s a orange carrot or a white cauliflower they are still ‘grönsaker.’ :}
And I’ve made a movie and posted it on Youtube of my past two months! You can watch it here- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fQ4PK6C1Hm8
Swedish for this blogggg
Ska du åka hem med bilen? (Ska dew okah him med beel in ?)
Will you go home with the car?
And there is a story behind this one
I was out shopping with friends this week when I asked, “Ska du åka hem på bilen?” Which made her double over in laughter cause I was asking “Will you go home on the car?”
She corrected me. But the mental image of her laying flat against the top of the car as it sped down the highway was certainly an amusing one.
I rode down there by train and met up with the group of STS exchange students from all over the world. We stayed in a youth hostel, pigged out on Swedish candy, went to an amusement park with no waiting lines and took a bus tour around the city. It was all great fun.
But the best part I think was being able to share our experiences and feelings with people going through the same things as you. It was nice to know I wasn’t alone in feeling and dealing with some of the things I have been. Not as if I’m depressed or anything but I think most people don’t realize what a big thing it is to leave your home and start over somewhere where A) You don’t speak the language B) You don’t know anyone or anything C) The culture is so different from your own.
It’s been so wonderful, but there have been moments when I just felt so alone and tired. My head hurts sometimes after processing everything in Swedish, translating to English and spitting it out in Swedish again and there is an occasional moment when you’re looking around at everyone with their friends and their lives and you feel a really sharp longing for your friends and your old life.
But at the same time, I feel completely and utterly happy because in all truth I expected this and this is what I wanted. There’s a kind of terrifying excitement in doing this and now I am much more comfortable with myself and my ability to learn and survive in a new environment. And it’s only been two months.
In Göteborg I met some amazing people, people I hope to maintain contact with and people I hope to see again. The world feels so attainable to me right now and I feel as though I’m getting more and more global every day. Haha
Anyway as for my Swedish, I’ve started reading books in Swedish now. I actually bought some Harry Potter books as I figure best to start with something I’m already familiar with and actually enjoy. I speak Swedish at school and I’ve started speaking more at home, I felt really proud of myself in Göteborg when I realized how far I really have come in two months.
A couple days ago in the mail I got something that really made me smile. A friend from the U.S sent me a three page long typed letter and this is actually the second one they’ve sent (The first was handwritten) It brought a big smile to my face and I really appreciate it.
However at the same time it makes me feel guilty cause I’ve got a stack of postcards sitting on my desk already written but without addresses. I really gots to kick it in gear now!!
This coming Saturday is open house at my school and I have no idea what’s going to happen except that my friend is driving me so I don’t have to use the bus. It’s not like my mom can go and I doubt my host family would want to come so I’m sort of at a loss with why I’m going. It might be fun though.
An interesting thing, did you know the word in Swedish for ‘vegetables’ is grönsaker. If you translate it directly it means ‘green things’ even if it’s a orange carrot or a white cauliflower they are still ‘grönsaker.’ :}
And I’ve made a movie and posted it on Youtube of my past two months! You can watch it here- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fQ4PK6C1Hm8
Swedish for this blogggg
Ska du åka hem med bilen? (Ska dew okah him med beel in ?)
Will you go home with the car?
And there is a story behind this one
I was out shopping with friends this week when I asked, “Ska du åka hem på bilen?” Which made her double over in laughter cause I was asking “Will you go home on the car?”
She corrected me. But the mental image of her laying flat against the top of the car as it sped down the highway was certainly an amusing one.
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