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Well first day: Friday. I went to the first lesson and then I drove 5 hours with the train south, to Oslo. Of course I forgot my mobile and because I told the people from STS I will come with bus, we couldn’t find each other. So I just went to ask some people and in the end, 2 really nice guys showed me everything. They went with me to get a ticket with the metro and told me where to get out, so I was saved, thanks to them. After a while everybody was in the Office and we went together to have a look in a sculpture-park.

Then we went bying pizza. We ate it in the office, then we watched a movie and went to the place where we slept. By the way, are the Germans that scary? It was Halloween and I met several people going to a party. His girlfriend was a bloody nurse, hmm what did we wrong?

Saturday: We went up a Jumptower, the area is called Holmekollen.  It is over 100 meter high and there are some jumpingmatches during wintertime. Normally you have the best view ever over Oslo, but that is what we got.

Then we had freetime, they all went togehter to visit another parc, but I wanted to get a book, because mine is almost empty, so I went to a bookstore before we met again in the Hard Rock Cafe. Just that you know, I have right know Dèja Vu, even if that could have never happend before. So I had a vegetarien burger, but I’m gonna talk about that in the food section. In the evening we went bowling And I was the best one. I just put a picture in to proof. You need to look above the big one (Angela)

In the evening we went to a restaurant again to a restaurant and ate something. Afterwards we went to our sleeping place.

Sunday: We went a bit through the city, to a new big house where they sell only food ( also German stuff ) and to the harbour, then we brough the people that left around one o Clock to the train station. My train was coming at 4 o Clock, so I had some time. The 2 STS people and Vilma, an exchangestundent, and one that was in Australia last year and me of course, we went to Fridays to eat something. Then Vilma left because her boat was coming and at 4 I sat in the train, to get back to my hostfamilie.

Aksjon Brønnboring 24. Oktober

I know, it was yesterday, but I decided to write something about it afterwards. I really had no idea what will happen or had more information about it. But first, what does it means? The word aksjon means actually action and Brønnboring means drilling or well bore, this is a project, that only my school is doing. But nobodys is going to make a well itself in Norway. No the pupils of this school are all send out to work somewhere and to earn 300 Kroners in one day. They don’t have to pay themselves, of course some are just cleaning the house and get the money from their parents, but others are working somewhere with an organisation. I worked for an organisatiom that is called Lions and we have been outside. I went with two boys and a man to strighten up the street lights, others broke down a kind of house, because there was a better one next to it. Afterwards we ate bread and cake and then we went home.

Why does this project exist? It exist to help people from Africa. five pupils from this school will go to Africa and be there when they are inaugurate the well, so that they can get water. This project exist now for a while and they will keep it. Everyyear they are building somewhere else a well with the money they got from their pupils.

This is not a picture from a well build because of my school, but it is nearly the same.

Høstferie

There are so many things to write about, 4 days in another place wich is called Tromsø. We had autumm holidays. From Thursday until Sunday. Actually it was my plan to make a video about some people that are staying there, but because I am no TV channel most of the people said no. But I have something about three persons and I would like to write it down, also there happend other things, but one after the other.

So first I want to write what this three persons told me. The first one was from South Africa, his girlfriend was living there and he met her the first time in germany. He said what he has to think about is snow, ice and eating something I couldn’t find out how to write…

The second one was called Daniel, he comes from Bardu, that is 2 hours away. When he hears Tromsø he has to thinkabout snow, wind, coldness, and nice people.

The third one was Matz (I belive so) nd he from Sor Trondelag and it means to him a lot of snow, beautiful nordern lines and a dark time period. Thanks a lot to you guys that you wanted to share.

Also I met a lot of nice people and and had some interesting experience, there is one thing I want to tell. I have been with my host brother (16) and his cousin (12) in a store. He wanted to buy an energy drink for him and his cousin, I didn’t wanted one. Then when he had to pay he was asked if he is 16 and he showed his ID. But the person who sold it, also wanted to know for whom the second one is, I mean they said it is for me so the rules were cheated, but I am impressed that there are some people that care for rules and see that they make sense. Even if it don’t sounds that interessting, I am still a bit impressed.

An inspiring weekend

This weekend was a dancecourse at Lenes Dansesenter. It was on friday and saturday and in the end a handful of people watched at what we did. It were three small groups. Two times Hip Hop (young and old) and lyrical Jazz for everyone. It was very fun, even if I am not the best dancer in the world. The danceteacher is or was called Madeleine Skalleberg, the daughter, of Lene, something I found out when she called her Mama. Or probably in the norwegian way „Mamma“.

Both her and Lenes younger daughter are dancers and they both have been on an academi in Oslo, what is amazing I think. So Madeleine, she is 27 by the way, has taken the bother to show us a bit of her knowledge. Well what I have to say, the most funny think was atually that she forgott her own steps, and needed to repeat them. What is nothing against her way to teach, it just made things funny. Well I am not sure if I’m right informed but I know she is dancing Hip Hop and also Ballet professionelly.

 

We danced to a part of earthquake from Labirinth feat Tinie Tempah (Hip Hop): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6MXwcCesclk

and also we danced to spectrum from Florence and the machine (lyrical Jazz): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iC-_lVzdiFE

Well that’s it, I had two good days and my parents had to pay from the other side of the world. Well thank you for letting me doing this :*

Sport ist Mord! zumindest ziemlich nah dran..

Nunja es ist zwar schon gestern passiert und ich entschuldige mich zu tiefst, bei mir selbst, aber nunja den schock musste ich erst einmal verdauen. Was es da zu verdauen gab? Demolation und diverse blaue Flecke. Begonnen hat es mit dem Sportunterricht, der nicht auf dem Sportplatz sondern in der freien Natur gibt. Ich muss ja zugeben, es gibt eine wundervolle aussicht, aber zu laufen ist einfach nur bescheiden. Nachdem ich dann diverse male gestolpert bin und die feuchte erde von nahem betrachten durfte und meine Schuhe dreckig waren, da es dort ja schöne Matschpfützen, die neben den Flüssen waren in die ich getreten bin, gab, endlich mal zuhause angekommen bin. Erstmal Duschen gegangen, weil sowas ist ja auch nicht anstregend, vor allem wenn man eine Karte in die Hand gedrückt bekommt und dann irgendwem, er viel zu schnell ist, hinterläuft aus verzweifelung, den Weg nicht zu finden.

Doch dann am Abend musste der Hund ja raus, gut geh ich eben Joggen, dort wo ich heute Sport hatte, mag der Hund auch, dachte ich mit besten absichten. Was passiert? Ich verirre mich und als ich dann imdunkeln nach Hause fahren möchte mache ich das Fahrrad kaputt, was gebrochen. Schöne Sache, da sag mir mal jemand Sport sei kein Mord!