Adjusting into Denmark was never very hard, with really warm and helpful people everywhere around me. They made Denmark feel like a home to me. But after 3 months of living in this amazing country, I'm not gonna hesitate to say, "It's not like my home, it is my home." There are so many times when I miss India; my family, my house, my friends, the food... but leaving all that for a year is just a small sacrifice compared to what I've experienced in Denmark.
Shifting Host Families
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Saying goodbye to my first family |
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Ice skating! |
A day after I shifted to my second host family, we had a sleepover weekend at school for all the choir members! After school, we met in the choir room and sang some songs (including some Danish Christmas songs). We ate dinner together, later, and played some fun games. I was really tired by the end of the day, and we went to sleep in the school hall. The next morning, we ate breakfast, and resumed singing songs. We went back home at noon, after which I unpacked my bags.
Change of time
The Sunday before the last, the time on all the clocks was shifted back by an hour. It's something that's done every year. I think the reason behind it is that it is usually extremely dark when people leave home early for school or work. When I left for school today, the sun was already out, hence, it was brighter than usual.
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Trick or treat? |
Language(s) check: I started French lessons a week back at school, and I realised, that it's even more difficult than I thought it would be, to learn two different languages at once, both of which have pronunciations very different from how they are written; while Danish words are pronounced sharply, French words are pronounced softly. While my Danish is improving at a steady pace, I have a feeling that my English is deteriorating. Kudos to my brain for thinking in 3 different languages!
I can speak English.
Jeg kan tale Dansk.
Je parle Français (not really).
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