Hello my sparkling Snowglobes!
I hope you´re fine today :*
Initally I wanted to talk about seasons, Autumn to be exact. But then another thought hit my brain: Where will I be in a few years? You know, I always had that dream that one day I will be living in England, London or a bit outside of London, working in a library. I still want that, but when exactly is "One Day"?
I´ve only just started my training to become a specialist in media and information services in a library, which means I´ll have to stay in Berlin for at least another three years, until I´ve finished that training. And after that maybe another year so that I can work in that branch for a bit. And then?
The thought that I could literally move to England in four years scares me a bit. Of course moving there isn´t everything. I will have to look for a flat first and find a job. Not an easy thing.
You probably can´t understand why I want to move to England. Or maybe you can. It´s just so weird, especially as I´ve only been there once for a week during my 18 and a half years of existence. And yet it felt like coming home. Do not understand me wrong - I love my family and the house where we live and everything. But I´ve never truly felt like being home here (my dad always says I´m translingual - born in the wrong country and in the wrong language). I felt home for the first time on our classtrip to England. Funny enough it was almost exactly three years ago, September 25th - October 1st. And how much I wish I could rewind the time and be there again, visiting Bath, climbing the stairs to the highest tower of Warwick Castle, taking a stroll through Hyde Park and crossing the Themse on a ferry. I might say that week was the best week of my life (until now). Especially that we could talk only English was so awesome. To be honest, I didn´t really talk much. Back then I was kinda shy. We lived in Frome with host families. Our host mom´s name was Heather and she was so sweet. We were four girls and three of us were too shy to talk. I´m still feeling so sorry for Z, who had to talk constantly as we didn´t dare to. If I went there today, I wouldn´t stop talking XD
If I´m lucky I can go to London for two months in 2018, as part of my training.
To close the topic `future´, I guess all we can do is dream and plan but what exactly will happen, we can only find out by living our life.
Vanessa xxx
PS: I´m planning a Q&A video on my YouTube channel (spxrkleofmylife 98). So please please please leave me some questions in the comments below or on my facebook post regarding this topic!!!
PPS: The post about Autumn will come on another day :*
I hope you´re fine today :*
Initally I wanted to talk about seasons, Autumn to be exact. But then another thought hit my brain: Where will I be in a few years? You know, I always had that dream that one day I will be living in England, London or a bit outside of London, working in a library. I still want that, but when exactly is "One Day"?
I´ve only just started my training to become a specialist in media and information services in a library, which means I´ll have to stay in Berlin for at least another three years, until I´ve finished that training. And after that maybe another year so that I can work in that branch for a bit. And then?
The thought that I could literally move to England in four years scares me a bit. Of course moving there isn´t everything. I will have to look for a flat first and find a job. Not an easy thing.
You probably can´t understand why I want to move to England. Or maybe you can. It´s just so weird, especially as I´ve only been there once for a week during my 18 and a half years of existence. And yet it felt like coming home. Do not understand me wrong - I love my family and the house where we live and everything. But I´ve never truly felt like being home here (my dad always says I´m translingual - born in the wrong country and in the wrong language). I felt home for the first time on our classtrip to England. Funny enough it was almost exactly three years ago, September 25th - October 1st. And how much I wish I could rewind the time and be there again, visiting Bath, climbing the stairs to the highest tower of Warwick Castle, taking a stroll through Hyde Park and crossing the Themse on a ferry. I might say that week was the best week of my life (until now). Especially that we could talk only English was so awesome. To be honest, I didn´t really talk much. Back then I was kinda shy. We lived in Frome with host families. Our host mom´s name was Heather and she was so sweet. We were four girls and three of us were too shy to talk. I´m still feeling so sorry for Z, who had to talk constantly as we didn´t dare to. If I went there today, I wouldn´t stop talking XD
If I´m lucky I can go to London for two months in 2018, as part of my training.
To close the topic `future´, I guess all we can do is dream and plan but what exactly will happen, we can only find out by living our life.
Vanessa xxx
PS: I´m planning a Q&A video on my YouTube channel (spxrkleofmylife 98). So please please please leave me some questions in the comments below or on my facebook post regarding this topic!!!
PPS: The post about Autumn will come on another day :*
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