An Exchange student experience

My kind of fairy tale

  

Have you ever imagined you would go to a different country for one year? I never did and here I am, an exchange student in the United States. My friends told me I’m crazy but they also admired me.

Before I left I did not quite realize that I was really going. My mind could not process what was going to happen. So I didn’t cry or anything like that. I was just excited to get to experience America. I have never been there before, I have never been on a plane before.

When I got to America, I was so surprised with the difference and similarity of this place. Some things were the same as at home and some were totally different and it was hard to get use to that. It took me about two months to get use to an American life.

I have always thought the biggest problem about going to the USA will be that I won’t understand Americans. How wrong I was. That was just part of the problem. I didn’t know their vocabulary, I didn’t know exactly what they were saying and the surprising thing is that they didn’t understand me either! I had really strong accent so they didn’t know what I am saying. I have never thought about it.

Other surprise for me was that I didn’t miss my family and friends that much. Not that I’d not love them but I just didn’t have time to miss them. I was busy all the time. And also with internet and Skype and Facebook it’s really easy to talk and see each other. I got use to the fact I don’t see them every day.

During the whole year I became more independent. Not in everything, I still needed my parents to send me money lol. I also asked them for an advice if I needed one but at the end I made that decision and there was nothing they could do with it because they were far away.

          Right now I can count hours till my departure. It’s in less than a week. I’m realizing I don’t actually want to leave. It’s my home here right now. I have great friends here and my host parents are also great. I will miss my life here so much! It was like a fairy tale. But every fairy tale has its end and this is mine. But then with every end there is a new beginning.

Later Y’all! XOXO

Veronika