A lot has happened in my first week in Germany.
Monday I started language school. My teacher spoke only in German. The first
day was difficult because I did not know any German at all when I came
here. However, the next day at school
was better. On Tuesday our AFS group
took a tour of the castle of Celle. My
friend Genevieve and I kept making wrong turns and we got lost. We asked a man for directions and he was a
total hippie, he had painted platform shoes on and long straight hair. He was
kind and pointed out the way, and we ran the rest of the way to the castle
because we were late. We made it in time
for our tour though. The woman took us
through the different rooms and explained the love stories and relationships of
Celle’s nobility and how the blood lines of England and Germany crossed. Then we went to the church and climbed 208
steps to the top of the tower where we could see all of Celle.
Wednesday I ate my first doner, which is a Turkish sandwich. It was delicious! Then Genvieve and I went
shopping and I didn’t find things that I loved.
Plus everything is very expensive, so I want to buy things that will
last and things that I love. Hopefully I’ll
have better luck next time. My host
brother Tom came home from a two week exchange in Israel. He is nice to me and helps me when I don’t
understand what is going on.
Thursday I went to Genevieve’s house in the afternoon and I
met her host family. We ate chocolate
mousse cake, did a little bit of homework and played soccer with her host
brother.
Friday the AFS group went to Badenland, and we swam inside
and used the hot tubs and salt bath. It
was relaxing after a busy week. Then Tom
and I went to Hachefest in Nienhausen, which used to be a celebration of the
harvest and a way for all of the farmers to see each other and visit. Now there are fewer farmers in and around
Celle, but the tradition of getting the community together carried on. They had a talent show of sorts and there was
a group of about 16 older people who all wore cowboy hats and boots and line
danced to “She’ll be Comin’ Round the Mountain” and that song about a banjo
which were both translated into German.
It was so funny! I also met
people Tom knows from school and soccer.
It was fun.
Today was wonderful too.
I went for a 5km jog with my host father through a path in a wooded area
near his company building. The ground was soft and the trees were pretty. Then I
studied and took a nap. And that evening
we all went to my host mother’s concert.
She was in the choir for an amazing performance of Carl Orff’s Carmina
Burana. I had never heard the whole work
before, and it is beautiful and powerful. The soprano soloist had a clear and
effortless sound; she had amazing control and musicality. The orchestra and everyone singing and
playing together was absolutely wonderful!
It was a wonderful week.