hey
Today Sab and I woke liesiurly (sp?) and she cleaned while I read my book! MY BOOK! it was so nice to read. I broght all these books, but Amvil has allowed me no time.
Anyway, we went to Sab's med school for a cafeteria lunch at the hospital. It was super interesting. Tons of white twenty somethings wearing white all eating the same thing. We met her friends Christof and Whatshisname and ate, then went our separate ways. I took the train to the city and walked in the rain till I stumbled upon a museum with a design exibit going on. It was super. They had loads of Charles and Ray Eames stuff and they had an Andrea Zittel piece, pretty snazzy. The museum itself was really nice. It was a giant cube with interesting windows, the displays were super nice as well. The founders were collectors of mainly ancient egyptian art and they tons of it! They even had mummie hands! real fleshy preserved hands! They were kept in a case under a felt cover, and curious ol' me lifted it to find THE HANDS, it wasnt as gross as im making it sound, i just thought the level of censoring in the display was funny, o the germans.
After that I made my way to the trainstation where I met sab some hours later.
We then went to her parents house for dinner and tomorrow i have to teach an english class at 8am! WHOOP. THis is what I will teach "Repeat after me: U. S. A." Then I will start a chant. HA.
Any way better sleep so Professor Maddie doesnt act like a slob infront of the 8 year old German students.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
DAY TWENTY TWO
HI
Today is a toasty 30 degrees!
Sab and I went to her parent's house in Leiferde last night via train. We ate a nice dinner of REAL bread and fixings, and then just chatted with her Mommy Ully for a good while. Her mom works at the elementry school near thier house where her little sister Svenja goes and she asked me if I would come do an englsih lesson on Wed! I said yes yes yes. Now I have to come up with 45 min of content to teach 8 yearold germans. I might give them a worksheet on the US. haha.
So I decided to not go to Berlin, it is too expensive, and I would rather just relax here with sab and her fam. I have missed them.
Anyway.
I woke this morn from a wonderous sleep, and we took a walk around the village and came back and sunbathed in the hot heat. Then Sab and I took off in the car to Hildesheim, a city nearby where all the UW Stouties go on exchange. My friend Jake from high school and from Stout lives there now, and we tried to contact him to meet up but he was busy so we went anyway and just bummed around. AND THEN just as we were leaving, I see a boy that looked similar to Jake on a bike and I said "Jake!?" and he looked up and low and behold it was him. SMALL WORLD. I love that shit. We chatted with him for awhile, and made plans to meet on Thursday in Hannover. So that was cool.
Now we are back at sab's place watching Friends again and baking bread.
Tomorrow Sab has class so I might go to the museum.
CHOOOZ that means bye I guess.
Today is a toasty 30 degrees!
Sab and I went to her parent's house in Leiferde last night via train. We ate a nice dinner of REAL bread and fixings, and then just chatted with her Mommy Ully for a good while. Her mom works at the elementry school near thier house where her little sister Svenja goes and she asked me if I would come do an englsih lesson on Wed! I said yes yes yes. Now I have to come up with 45 min of content to teach 8 yearold germans. I might give them a worksheet on the US. haha.
So I decided to not go to Berlin, it is too expensive, and I would rather just relax here with sab and her fam. I have missed them.
Anyway.
I woke this morn from a wonderous sleep, and we took a walk around the village and came back and sunbathed in the hot heat. Then Sab and I took off in the car to Hildesheim, a city nearby where all the UW Stouties go on exchange. My friend Jake from high school and from Stout lives there now, and we tried to contact him to meet up but he was busy so we went anyway and just bummed around. AND THEN just as we were leaving, I see a boy that looked similar to Jake on a bike and I said "Jake!?" and he looked up and low and behold it was him. SMALL WORLD. I love that shit. We chatted with him for awhile, and made plans to meet on Thursday in Hannover. So that was cool.
Now we are back at sab's place watching Friends again and baking bread.
Tomorrow Sab has class so I might go to the museum.
CHOOOZ that means bye I guess.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
PICTURE INTERLUDE
Sitting on the Auto Route, hitching to Paris
Photobooth America
Castle #2 : Petit Bois
First night at Petit Bois, stumbled into a Bachelorette/Bachelor party at the Chateau.
Staff BOOM sans children
Buying cheap cheap wine at Le Cave d'Aze.
My Level 1 english class on graduation daythe first week at Aze!
Photobooth turned PIMPbooth that I set up at the Carnival.
My classroom^^
Castle #1- AzeDAYS NINETEEN/TWENTY/TWENTYONE
CHOOOOOOOZ
the last three days have been great and crayy.
Lets start with friday. The children left in the afternoon. It was great to see them go. Im gonna miss Mambo #5. We asked our directer if we could catch the bus to Paris with the kids and he said no and that was that. whatever, not like it was pouring rain at that point or anything. (it was). So we had a beer and packed our stuff and got hitch-a-hikin!
There were 5 of us, so we split into 2 groups. One French speaker, one male and one large suitcase for each group. (I was the suitcase portion) F my large large suitcase, I really really should have brought my backback. Im kicking myself in the butt. My arms are a little stonger feeling though. So I was in the group of 3 with Bosch and Polar Bear. Hank and Buckshot went separatly, they were saying things along the lines of us not making it and them making it, so we all gave Buckshot our money for the Hotel just incase we didnt make it there. Remember this detail for later in my story.
So we start off at a round-a-bout twords Moulin and after 15 mins we get picked up and brought all the way to Moulin. Then after 15 more mins we get picked up and brought a lil further. Then we get picked up by a dude in a fast cool car and got taken pretty far pretty fast. At this point we were 200km from the Paris destination and we were waiting in a not so good spot...so moral was down...and then after 30 min we got picked up by a really nice couple from belgium heading home from a car show. They took us the final 2 hours to Paris. We got sooooo lucky! It took us 6 hours to go a 3 hour distance, BUT it was FREE, and fun, but seriously fuck my suitcase, that was annoying.
When we got there, we got a call from the other two.....du du duuuuuu, they didnt make it! they had gotten like 5 rides but only for short distances, so they decided to take a train on the following day. We were pretty bummed. 1. cause we wanted to have a wild time in paris with them and 2. because Buckshot had all the money for the Hotel.
We checked into the hotel around 10 and began the evening. Long story short...we ended up at a Dub step party at a hostel with some hippy kids. it was fun.
Sat morn we woke up and attempted to meet Hank and Buckshot at the trainstation but they never showed, so Bosch and Polar Bear caught the train back to Montlucon (they had to work today). It was kinda sad to say goodbye to my little canadians. I will hopefully see them again.
After they left I stumbled into the Botanical Gardens of Paris. It was Increadible! HUGE, I feel asleep in the sun in the labyrinth. The garden made me miss my mommy. (Hi Mom) I want to take her there.
I spent a good two hours in the garden and then I went walking twords the Jardin de Louvre. It took me two hours to get there, mainly because I kept stopping. I found a really great nieghborhood with vintage shops and art galleries. I bought a dress, and ate a spinach pastery that would make you wanna surrender. I spoke all in french that day. Im getting pretty good. I had a conversation with a man selling old postcards, and he made me decide that I kinda want his job. He sits by the Siene and sells old books and postcards. I prob wont get his job, but a girl can dream.
When I got to the Louvre I fell asleep int he grass for a bit and then headed back to get my bag so I could make it to the bus station on time. I did and at 7 30 I hopped on the bus that would get me to Hannover in a speedy 10.5 hours.
The man next to me was big, ate smelly canned food and wore leather pants. I imagined his story in my head. This is what I came up with: He is a 65 yearold gay man on his way back from Paris to Germany. He was in paris for work, he works for the Gay Hikers Accross Europe Association (GHAEA). Thats all I came up with, mostly this day dream was based on his choice to wear hiking boots with his leather pants.
Anyway the bus ride was long. I arrived in Hannover at 5 30 this morning and Sab was there to get me, we embraced and then hopped on the train to her house. I immediatly passed out for four hours and now we are just hanging out eating cookies and croissants watching friends while I take care of unfinished buisness here on the internet.
I will be here for the next couple days and then back to Paris and then to the South of France for work next week!
LOVE YOU ALL
the last three days have been great and crayy.
Lets start with friday. The children left in the afternoon. It was great to see them go. Im gonna miss Mambo #5. We asked our directer if we could catch the bus to Paris with the kids and he said no and that was that. whatever, not like it was pouring rain at that point or anything. (it was). So we had a beer and packed our stuff and got hitch-a-hikin!
There were 5 of us, so we split into 2 groups. One French speaker, one male and one large suitcase for each group. (I was the suitcase portion) F my large large suitcase, I really really should have brought my backback. Im kicking myself in the butt. My arms are a little stonger feeling though. So I was in the group of 3 with Bosch and Polar Bear. Hank and Buckshot went separatly, they were saying things along the lines of us not making it and them making it, so we all gave Buckshot our money for the Hotel just incase we didnt make it there. Remember this detail for later in my story.
So we start off at a round-a-bout twords Moulin and after 15 mins we get picked up and brought all the way to Moulin. Then after 15 more mins we get picked up and brought a lil further. Then we get picked up by a dude in a fast cool car and got taken pretty far pretty fast. At this point we were 200km from the Paris destination and we were waiting in a not so good spot...so moral was down...and then after 30 min we got picked up by a really nice couple from belgium heading home from a car show. They took us the final 2 hours to Paris. We got sooooo lucky! It took us 6 hours to go a 3 hour distance, BUT it was FREE, and fun, but seriously fuck my suitcase, that was annoying.
When we got there, we got a call from the other two.....du du duuuuuu, they didnt make it! they had gotten like 5 rides but only for short distances, so they decided to take a train on the following day. We were pretty bummed. 1. cause we wanted to have a wild time in paris with them and 2. because Buckshot had all the money for the Hotel.
We checked into the hotel around 10 and began the evening. Long story short...we ended up at a Dub step party at a hostel with some hippy kids. it was fun.
Sat morn we woke up and attempted to meet Hank and Buckshot at the trainstation but they never showed, so Bosch and Polar Bear caught the train back to Montlucon (they had to work today). It was kinda sad to say goodbye to my little canadians. I will hopefully see them again.
After they left I stumbled into the Botanical Gardens of Paris. It was Increadible! HUGE, I feel asleep in the sun in the labyrinth. The garden made me miss my mommy. (Hi Mom) I want to take her there.
I spent a good two hours in the garden and then I went walking twords the Jardin de Louvre. It took me two hours to get there, mainly because I kept stopping. I found a really great nieghborhood with vintage shops and art galleries. I bought a dress, and ate a spinach pastery that would make you wanna surrender. I spoke all in french that day. Im getting pretty good. I had a conversation with a man selling old postcards, and he made me decide that I kinda want his job. He sits by the Siene and sells old books and postcards. I prob wont get his job, but a girl can dream.
When I got to the Louvre I fell asleep int he grass for a bit and then headed back to get my bag so I could make it to the bus station on time. I did and at 7 30 I hopped on the bus that would get me to Hannover in a speedy 10.5 hours.
The man next to me was big, ate smelly canned food and wore leather pants. I imagined his story in my head. This is what I came up with: He is a 65 yearold gay man on his way back from Paris to Germany. He was in paris for work, he works for the Gay Hikers Accross Europe Association (GHAEA). Thats all I came up with, mostly this day dream was based on his choice to wear hiking boots with his leather pants.
Anyway the bus ride was long. I arrived in Hannover at 5 30 this morning and Sab was there to get me, we embraced and then hopped on the train to her house. I immediatly passed out for four hours and now we are just hanging out eating cookies and croissants watching friends while I take care of unfinished buisness here on the internet.
I will be here for the next couple days and then back to Paris and then to the South of France for work next week!
LOVE YOU ALL
Thursday, May 26, 2011
DAYS SIXTEEN/SEVENTEEN/EIGHTEEN
hellllllloooooooooo mes amies
jesus> sorry for the lack of posts.
its been kinda a crazy couple days. Im so tired.
This group of kids is very difficult. They are only seven, meaning they just learned to write only two years ago. Thus english class is super hard. they can't even answer the question "how are you?" wewh. As an untrained ESL teacher it gets pretty tricky to come up with lesson plans. Solution = lots of hang man. ha. Class goes well for the first day and kinda the second then the third they go fucking bonkers and I spend the entire class saying WAIT SIT NO STOP and they dont even know those words. Ha. I resort to french most times, resulting in an improvment in my french, thats good.
There have been some super awesome moments this week though. There is this kid named Mambo #5, he looks like a little bat. His face is always super dirty and he is super mini and he has gigantic bat ears SO CUTE. He and I have really great convos where we both speak in Blah, blah blahs and Beepity bop boo bops.
Another great thing about this age group is how easy they are to entertain. You can smile at them funny and they will drop to the floor laughing. I love it. We did a skit where Maverick stood on a chair and ate an apple for an entire song. They loved it. sooooo easy.
The teachers this week are pretty cool. They help out a lot because this is a group of kids from a poor part of Paris>>behavior problems. Fights, lots of fights.
I have been trying to plan my week off, but I have been so tired at the end of everyday that its hard, AND lets not forget about the Volcano in Iceland that is preventing anyone from flying. Fuck. and trains are hella expensive too. My plan thus far is to go to paris with some of my colleagues and then head to Germany to see Sabrina and maybe Mathias.
I should do that now.
I have time because I was assigned to the computer room for freetime but 7 year olds dont care about computers so I am alone. BLISS.
Im gonna search the internet for cheap transport now.
LOVE YOU
jesus> sorry for the lack of posts.
its been kinda a crazy couple days. Im so tired.
This group of kids is very difficult. They are only seven, meaning they just learned to write only two years ago. Thus english class is super hard. they can't even answer the question "how are you?" wewh. As an untrained ESL teacher it gets pretty tricky to come up with lesson plans. Solution = lots of hang man. ha. Class goes well for the first day and kinda the second then the third they go fucking bonkers and I spend the entire class saying WAIT SIT NO STOP and they dont even know those words. Ha. I resort to french most times, resulting in an improvment in my french, thats good.
There have been some super awesome moments this week though. There is this kid named Mambo #5, he looks like a little bat. His face is always super dirty and he is super mini and he has gigantic bat ears SO CUTE. He and I have really great convos where we both speak in Blah, blah blahs and Beepity bop boo bops.
Another great thing about this age group is how easy they are to entertain. You can smile at them funny and they will drop to the floor laughing. I love it. We did a skit where Maverick stood on a chair and ate an apple for an entire song. They loved it. sooooo easy.
The teachers this week are pretty cool. They help out a lot because this is a group of kids from a poor part of Paris>>behavior problems. Fights, lots of fights.
I have been trying to plan my week off, but I have been so tired at the end of everyday that its hard, AND lets not forget about the Volcano in Iceland that is preventing anyone from flying. Fuck. and trains are hella expensive too. My plan thus far is to go to paris with some of my colleagues and then head to Germany to see Sabrina and maybe Mathias.
I should do that now.
I have time because I was assigned to the computer room for freetime but 7 year olds dont care about computers so I am alone. BLISS.
Im gonna search the internet for cheap transport now.
LOVE YOU
Sunday, May 22, 2011
DAY FOURTEEN/FIFTEEN
sorry for the lack of bloggage.
So here I am at Petit Bois, its in the center of France. very very beautiful here.
its another castle. this one is un chateau gothic. Its much smaller, I am sharing a room with Bosch.
Leaving AZE was sad. We had a very successful counselor boom on Friday. AKA deeerrunks. In the morning I threw all my shit in my bag, my gigantic bag, and we left for the train to Petit Bois (Polar Bear, Bosch, Hank and I)
The train ride was so pleasent. We played the DayDreamGame (@Randali) soooooo fun, and we got a spectacular view of the land of France. Our "layover" was in Lyon, and I def would like to try to go back, it seems nice.
I hear Lyon is the smaller, cleaner Paris.
Anywhooo:
Last night we arrived, met the new peeps, half are from Canada and half from the states. We had a nice dinner (GOD DAMN THE CHEESE IS SO AMAZING)
There happened to be a Bachelor/Bachelorette party happening at the chateau and we were invited to join the party. They were all wearing Hawaiian shirts and when I asked if that was the theme, they said that they are party shirts. Duh? the bride was dressed in this hidious pink gown with crazy makeup and they were all super trashed and sang the magic carpet song in french which translates the "the blue dream" HA
so that was fun.
Today we did lots of work""
I have next week off and i am so excited. i can go all the places i want to go now. this weekend, Bosch and I are going to hitchhike somewhere and couchsurf. Tres pumped.
LOVE
So here I am at Petit Bois, its in the center of France. very very beautiful here.
its another castle. this one is un chateau gothic. Its much smaller, I am sharing a room with Bosch.
Leaving AZE was sad. We had a very successful counselor boom on Friday. AKA deeerrunks. In the morning I threw all my shit in my bag, my gigantic bag, and we left for the train to Petit Bois (Polar Bear, Bosch, Hank and I)
The train ride was so pleasent. We played the DayDreamGame (@Randali) soooooo fun, and we got a spectacular view of the land of France. Our "layover" was in Lyon, and I def would like to try to go back, it seems nice.
I hear Lyon is the smaller, cleaner Paris.
Anywhooo:
Last night we arrived, met the new peeps, half are from Canada and half from the states. We had a nice dinner (GOD DAMN THE CHEESE IS SO AMAZING)
There happened to be a Bachelor/Bachelorette party happening at the chateau and we were invited to join the party. They were all wearing Hawaiian shirts and when I asked if that was the theme, they said that they are party shirts. Duh? the bride was dressed in this hidious pink gown with crazy makeup and they were all super trashed and sang the magic carpet song in french which translates the "the blue dream" HA
so that was fun.
Today we did lots of work""
I have next week off and i am so excited. i can go all the places i want to go now. this weekend, Bosch and I are going to hitchhike somewhere and couchsurf. Tres pumped.
LOVE
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
DAY TWELVE
YO YO YO
YO WHATS UP
thats how we get the kids attention.
OK ima tell you about a kid named Sugar. Sugar may or may not be a little retarded. sorry for the R word, but seriously. He is the most hilarious thing. Even his french is hilarious. His english even worse. He got pepper in his eye at dinner because he was flailing around, and his face was so funny I couldnt stop laughing (probably mean of me)
A boy named bull said he does not listen to women in french to me today and i wanted to doink the kid in the head. but i smiled and said "do not disrespect me please"
KIDS
its real hot here. Im getting pink.
tonight is carnival, Im the priest who will marry the children to one another. I made certificates with American flags on them. LOL!
YO WHATS UP
thats how we get the kids attention.
OK ima tell you about a kid named Sugar. Sugar may or may not be a little retarded. sorry for the R word, but seriously. He is the most hilarious thing. Even his french is hilarious. His english even worse. He got pepper in his eye at dinner because he was flailing around, and his face was so funny I couldnt stop laughing (probably mean of me)
A boy named bull said he does not listen to women in french to me today and i wanted to doink the kid in the head. but i smiled and said "do not disrespect me please"
KIDS
its real hot here. Im getting pink.
tonight is carnival, Im the priest who will marry the children to one another. I made certificates with American flags on them. LOL!
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
DAY ELEVEN
YELLO
this seems like a chore right now...
The first day was good. tired but it was good.
Im teaching the level one english class, meaning..they have a hard time answer the question "what is your name?" eeeek. makes conversation pretty hard everything is super basic. they are only 10!!
so cute and tiny they are.
we played a game called mission impossible, it was pretty cute, they had to crawl quietly and slowly to get the golden ball and we were the snipers. soooooo funny. imagine 50 10 year olds cralwing in a field outside of a castle witht he mission i^possible song playing. sooooo funny.
I need a shower, I have fake blood and black paint all over me.
Love you, miss you, bye.
this seems like a chore right now...
The first day was good. tired but it was good.
Im teaching the level one english class, meaning..they have a hard time answer the question "what is your name?" eeeek. makes conversation pretty hard everything is super basic. they are only 10!!
so cute and tiny they are.
we played a game called mission impossible, it was pretty cute, they had to crawl quietly and slowly to get the golden ball and we were the snipers. soooooo funny. imagine 50 10 year olds cralwing in a field outside of a castle witht he mission i^possible song playing. sooooo funny.
I need a shower, I have fake blood and black paint all over me.
Love you, miss you, bye.
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