Hard to Believe, But Today is the Halfway Point of the Exchange.
Only 12 More Days Until Wed Bid Goodbye!
Today proved to be an interesting day. After a morning at GSG, we were heading to a Mores Castle, where we would be greeted by the Mayor of Moers and Casey would give a speech in honor of the P.E.A.C.E. Exchange program (I still don’t know what that stands for) in German. Hendrick picked me up at and we headed to GSG to get the day started. The study block went well. After D.J. was moved to his own island, he managed to get working and the rest of the room did as well, as I struggled to help Bekah and Shannon with Math B. And when did that change, by the way? What happened to good ol’ Courses 1, 2, & 3? Although I never understood why they did that and then did Pre-Calc and Calc. Why not Course 4 & 5? Lest I digress further, I shall move on.
Following the study session, we had a little discussion on the difficulties of being in the exchange and the advantages of it. I really hoped it went well and was well received. My exchange to
After period three was done, the students went off to their classes for the next 45 minutes and Frau Canavan, Casey, and I went to the cafeteria to get coffee and so Casey could practice his speech. At , we caught the bus
Once that was done, there was a presentation done on the evolution of the castle, which was pretty cool, even though it was done with mostly blocks in the shape of castle structures. I found it interesting and informative. It was also interactive, which provided some humor. We then chit chatted, dined on cookies and beverages, and looked around the castle. Students had fun dressing up and battling each other with medieval weapons and being that the castle was supposedly haunted, I took the opportunity of hiding in one of the rooms and using Casey, Colleen, and Frau Canavan as helpers, scare the daylights out of Janina, Sandra, and Bekah. Good times.
After that we took a picture of the group in front of
It has been mildly difficult for me to get use to relying on other people to get places. Firstly, I always feel like people need to plan their schedule around me, which makes me feel really guilty, and secondly, I like to believe that I have a great level of self-reliance. I own my truck and if I need to go somewhere, I can go. No one is put out, except the occasional instance where my wife is home and I am not there when I am supposed the be (and that can get ugly, gents, believe you me). All in all, I was really beat when I made it home, so I decided to nap for a little while after responding to a flood of e-mails. Instead of taking what I thought would be a two hour power nap, I ended up digging in until , when I heard Beatrix get home from