You. Yes, you. I've met you before. Going to a new school, being in a new city, seeing all new people has made me realize that nobody is very original. I see the kids in my class and I think: These are the same people that were in my class in America. And yes, of course everybody is special and everyone has something to offer and all that, but I guess there are only so many different personalities one can have, so you're likely to meet the same person more than once in your life. You might not meet yourself, though. I haven't. Maybe I choose not to acknowledge that.
Well, I guess I'll just jump right in. I was supposed to go on a field trip today with one of my classes. But when I went to the classroom, nobody was there. So I went to the office to ask where the class was and I was told they had already left. The woman in the office said I could just go home. I was kind of looking forward to the trip - we were going to watch a movie and then write a paper about it. I haven't been to the theater yet, so I was a bit disappointed I couldn't go along. But, I saw this as an opportunity to go visit the shops in the mall I always walk through to get to school. I went to an outside farmer's market. It was amazing! So many different luxuries to choose from! There were huge yellow cheese rounds, piles of fresh baked treats, and fruit in any color imaginable. Then I went to the V&D, which I have always been curious about because it's so big. It was pretty much like a Macy's plus the fun trinkets you usually find at Urban Outfitters. I didn't have any money, though. Remember the little Golden Books? I know you do, Dad. They were selling those here, except in Dutch, and I didn't recognize the titles. But they had very similar pictures as the ones I used to read.
Nobody in the stores really talked to me, which was good because I probably wouldn't have known what to say. Actually, one person did. I was the only one in a soap store and an employee said, "Good afternoon! Hello!" So I said, "Good afternoon! Hi!" Then she asked if I had a cold. I sort of nodded and said yes, because I didn't actually know what she had said until I thought about it. Oops. I wonder why she asked that. Maybe because I should have been at school. Or maybe because I talk weird. People tell me that my accent is kind of funny...
I'm sort of worried about school. I think one of my teachers was mad at me today because I hadn't done the homework. But... you know how Old English is sometimes difficult to understand? Okay, the homework was to read an Old Dutch passage and then answer questions about it. So it's even hard for the fluent Dutch speakers. I guess I'm just going to have to put in more effort. But there's so much homework to do, all the time. I don't think I'm really here to just sit and do homework all day. I think I'm here to learn the culture and learn how people really live. Oh wait.................. maybe that's how people really live here.
Anyways, I basically came home all wet (it was raining) and ate chocolate and sat for a couple of hours. I guess I should do something useful. Monique says we can watch a film at home tonight.
PS: my friends in America always told me I was een beetje gek (a little strange) for not listening to much music. I've been listening to more music here. Probably because it's sort of playing everywhere, all the time (in the mall [even in the morning, when nobody's there] in the car, during class) so when I come home I like to hear a few songs, too. It's nice.
Alright...... on to more useful things.
Tot ziens,
Emily
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