So it has been an interesting couple of days in Denmark.
I've been sick this week, and yesterday I went to the doctor downtown. I got medicine, and I know I am beginning to feel a little better. But before that, I was incredibly feverish- hot then cold, hot then cold. Twas a pain in the neck. Not to be gross, but I have sweated through nearly all of my wardrobe, and today, I must! do laundry. I've also had a terrible headache. The doctor said she thought my tonsils were infected. Personally, I think it's just another sinus infection.
The doctor's office was quite an adventure, though. GoogleMaps (grrrr google maps) told me where to go, so I took the bus there and walked where they told me- to an apartment building. I showed a little old lady the address and she told me I needed to walk about a mile down the road. So I did. Worn, weary, and sweaty, I made it to the doctors, where there was a puppy in the waiting room! It was so cute, it really made me feel more calm. Come to find out later that this is the very purpose of these animals. I guess it is common in Denmark to have animals greet, entertain, and calm people in the waiting room. I wish it would have been a cat.... :)
So this is the length of excitement in my world right now. But on Thursday (day after tomorrow!) I will traveling to London and Sheffield with a group of friends. I am so excited to be able to see both the English country-side and the city. However, I can only bring ONE BACKPACK...what is a girl to do?
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
My Hungry Subscribers!
Wow! I'm spoiling you with all these posts this week! Here is an article I wrote for the school newspaper at Wesleyan:
"As I look back at my fall semester at Wesleyan, I have to laugh at my naiveté. Sitting in Spanish class, I would roll my eyes whenever the teacher introduced new material. Between classes, I’d complain to other classmates about how hard we had it in Spanish class.
Then I came to Denmark.
Danish, the language of the country in which I now live, is one of toughest languages on earth. A primary foundation of this language is the concept of “udtale-reduktionerne,” or, word pronunciation reduction. This means that although a word could have twelve letters, it may only be one syllable. While pronunciation is daunting, it is entirely necessary to living here. For the first few weeks, I couldn’t say the name of my bus stop, “Hummlebakken.” Until I learned how to say the name of the stop, I spent hours on city buses, lost and confused, looking for my way home. Luckily, I have met many of the bus drivers in town, who help me get where I need to be!
While my Danish is not exactly flourishing, my English speaking skills have granted me opportunities I hadn’t anticipated. I am currently tutoring several Italian exchange students, who invite me to dinner for weekly lessons. They feed me authentic Italian food while I teach them things like the parts of the body, and how to use “ing” at the end of words. They tell me, “You are so lucky you speak English! We wish we were born speaking the language everyone wants to learn!”
While I enjoy helping them with their English, I can’t help but feel a bit guilty. Nearly every international student I have met speaks multiple languages. It is disturbing to me to think of how much my classmates and I (at home) complain about having to take a foreign language course, when, in fact, speaking more than one language is becoming necessary to compete in an international job market. Yes, it is true that English is becoming stronger internationally, yet somehow I can’t shake the feeling that we Americans are taking advantage of already knowing the language. By not learning other languages, we allow opportunities to learn about the rest of the world pass us by.
While studying abroad is a good time to travel, sight-see, and, of course, “live it up,” it’s also a time where I have learned to step out of my comfort zone. I am more diligent now with the language I am taught by other international students, whether it is Danish, Spanish, or Italian. The most valuable thing I will take away from this experience is learning to appreciate other languages and culture, no matter how difficult. I regret not spending more time at home practicing my foreign language. When I return, I’m going to try not complaining about Spanish. Rather, I hope to be more devoted to learning another language, and becoming a better-rounded and internationally aware individual."
Yup...that's it! Let me know your thoughts on this subject, eh?
Also, here is a picture of me and my Spanish-speaking friend, Marysol, and we are on the bus. It's only appropriate :)
"As I look back at my fall semester at Wesleyan, I have to laugh at my naiveté. Sitting in Spanish class, I would roll my eyes whenever the teacher introduced new material. Between classes, I’d complain to other classmates about how hard we had it in Spanish class.
Then I came to Denmark.
Danish, the language of the country in which I now live, is one of toughest languages on earth. A primary foundation of this language is the concept of “udtale-reduktionerne,” or, word pronunciation reduction. This means that although a word could have twelve letters, it may only be one syllable. While pronunciation is daunting, it is entirely necessary to living here. For the first few weeks, I couldn’t say the name of my bus stop, “Hummlebakken.” Until I learned how to say the name of the stop, I spent hours on city buses, lost and confused, looking for my way home. Luckily, I have met many of the bus drivers in town, who help me get where I need to be!
While my Danish is not exactly flourishing, my English speaking skills have granted me opportunities I hadn’t anticipated. I am currently tutoring several Italian exchange students, who invite me to dinner for weekly lessons. They feed me authentic Italian food while I teach them things like the parts of the body, and how to use “ing” at the end of words. They tell me, “You are so lucky you speak English! We wish we were born speaking the language everyone wants to learn!”
While I enjoy helping them with their English, I can’t help but feel a bit guilty. Nearly every international student I have met speaks multiple languages. It is disturbing to me to think of how much my classmates and I (at home) complain about having to take a foreign language course, when, in fact, speaking more than one language is becoming necessary to compete in an international job market. Yes, it is true that English is becoming stronger internationally, yet somehow I can’t shake the feeling that we Americans are taking advantage of already knowing the language. By not learning other languages, we allow opportunities to learn about the rest of the world pass us by.
While studying abroad is a good time to travel, sight-see, and, of course, “live it up,” it’s also a time where I have learned to step out of my comfort zone. I am more diligent now with the language I am taught by other international students, whether it is Danish, Spanish, or Italian. The most valuable thing I will take away from this experience is learning to appreciate other languages and culture, no matter how difficult. I regret not spending more time at home practicing my foreign language. When I return, I’m going to try not complaining about Spanish. Rather, I hope to be more devoted to learning another language, and becoming a better-rounded and internationally aware individual."
Yup...that's it! Let me know your thoughts on this subject, eh?
Also, here is a picture of me and my Spanish-speaking friend, Marysol, and we are on the bus. It's only appropriate :)
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Viva La Vida
Welcome Back, Blog!
I hadn't realized I have not blogged in about a month. My apologies to my 7 followers! 7! WOW. It's gone up. (Thats' what she said?) Sorry Mom. Haha!
I don't get many of those jokes in nowadays, Scandinavian humor is quite different. Actually, I'm not sure such a thing exists. The Danes have more a coincidental laugh, that suggests amusement rather than joviality. Like "ha ha ha... that was a nice little tidbit there. Thank you for your thoughts." Or perhaps I misunderstand them- I've come to realize that Americans are quite expressive with their emotions.
Americans also seem to be more excitable. For instance, this week I was in a writing workshop for a cumulative project I have to do with a group of students. One of the student tutors told us that it took her group a month to come up with a suitable thesis for their paper. One month! So I looked at the other American girl and she said to me "Give me ten minutes, I'll get it done." Without batting an eyelash I said "Why are we still sitting here now? Let's get crackin." I had to laugh because I realized this competition for efficiency is totally American. It would not take a month for us to get ANYTHING done. Especially if it were a competition.
The everyday things make me feel American. When I wear sneakers. When my hair is in a ponytail. When I don't wear a scarf. All these times I know I'm giving myself away as a non-native, but I don't care. Being an American is a great excuse to do things that are considered semi-rude here, like eating an apple in class, or laughing to loudly at a joke. We have a charming abrasiveness.
This quality, however, is difficult to replicate. One of my friends the other day asked me "Katrina, is okay, when I talk with someone, and someone else talk to me, is okay to say 'Shutup?'" I said absolutely not! I explained to him how I would get in trouble as a child if I said that at school, or god forbid, around my grandmother! I thought this was funny.
I've been teaching English quite a bit lately- the other night I had dinner with a couple young men who invited me over, and had me label their entire apartment with green post-it notes. Later they posted paper on the wall, and had me label all the parts of the body. I had such a great time doing this- I think someday I would like to teach English overseas. They are so eager and excited to learn, it is truly refreshing.
I wish I had more to say about things I have been doing lately, but truth is it's been very chill around here. I just finished the A&E version of "Tom Jones." I enjoyed the 6 hour film quite a bit. I've liked A&E films since I was very young, but I'm glad I didn't see this one until now. It's definitely an 18+ film. I am impressed by Henry Fielding's writing- for the late 1700's he is certainly a pioneer, and his characters are still so relevant and substantial! Some of the acting isn't the best, but if you get the chance (mom) it is a perfect movie to watch this winter with a cup of hot tea, and probably some cookies. If you can stand some nudity!
Tomorrow I am going to go to a place here in Aalborg that are Viking Burial Grounds! I am excited to see it, although it isn't much. I hope their is a gift shop, because I am dying to have something that says something along the lines of "dead viking."
Further in the future, I am going to Sheffield and London England with some friends! Also I am planning on visiting Italy, Greece, and Paris.
Even further in the future, I am applying to live in Washington DC in the Fall and participate in the Capitol Hill Internship Program (CHIP). I am very excited to start applying for internships, and I hope you all will keep me in your prayers! I'm hoping for something electronic media based, like CNN or Discovery Channel. I want to replace Samantha Brown someday and take all those cruises, maybe chatting a little politics between here and there ; )
Have a wonderful week and God Bless!
I hadn't realized I have not blogged in about a month. My apologies to my 7 followers! 7! WOW. It's gone up. (Thats' what she said?) Sorry Mom. Haha!
I don't get many of those jokes in nowadays, Scandinavian humor is quite different. Actually, I'm not sure such a thing exists. The Danes have more a coincidental laugh, that suggests amusement rather than joviality. Like "ha ha ha... that was a nice little tidbit there. Thank you for your thoughts." Or perhaps I misunderstand them- I've come to realize that Americans are quite expressive with their emotions.
Americans also seem to be more excitable. For instance, this week I was in a writing workshop for a cumulative project I have to do with a group of students. One of the student tutors told us that it took her group a month to come up with a suitable thesis for their paper. One month! So I looked at the other American girl and she said to me "Give me ten minutes, I'll get it done." Without batting an eyelash I said "Why are we still sitting here now? Let's get crackin." I had to laugh because I realized this competition for efficiency is totally American. It would not take a month for us to get ANYTHING done. Especially if it were a competition.
The everyday things make me feel American. When I wear sneakers. When my hair is in a ponytail. When I don't wear a scarf. All these times I know I'm giving myself away as a non-native, but I don't care. Being an American is a great excuse to do things that are considered semi-rude here, like eating an apple in class, or laughing to loudly at a joke. We have a charming abrasiveness.
This quality, however, is difficult to replicate. One of my friends the other day asked me "Katrina, is okay, when I talk with someone, and someone else talk to me, is okay to say 'Shutup?'" I said absolutely not! I explained to him how I would get in trouble as a child if I said that at school, or god forbid, around my grandmother! I thought this was funny.
I've been teaching English quite a bit lately- the other night I had dinner with a couple young men who invited me over, and had me label their entire apartment with green post-it notes. Later they posted paper on the wall, and had me label all the parts of the body. I had such a great time doing this- I think someday I would like to teach English overseas. They are so eager and excited to learn, it is truly refreshing.
I wish I had more to say about things I have been doing lately, but truth is it's been very chill around here. I just finished the A&E version of "Tom Jones." I enjoyed the 6 hour film quite a bit. I've liked A&E films since I was very young, but I'm glad I didn't see this one until now. It's definitely an 18+ film. I am impressed by Henry Fielding's writing- for the late 1700's he is certainly a pioneer, and his characters are still so relevant and substantial! Some of the acting isn't the best, but if you get the chance (mom) it is a perfect movie to watch this winter with a cup of hot tea, and probably some cookies. If you can stand some nudity!
Tomorrow I am going to go to a place here in Aalborg that are Viking Burial Grounds! I am excited to see it, although it isn't much. I hope their is a gift shop, because I am dying to have something that says something along the lines of "dead viking."
Further in the future, I am going to Sheffield and London England with some friends! Also I am planning on visiting Italy, Greece, and Paris.
Even further in the future, I am applying to live in Washington DC in the Fall and participate in the Capitol Hill Internship Program (CHIP). I am very excited to start applying for internships, and I hope you all will keep me in your prayers! I'm hoping for something electronic media based, like CNN or Discovery Channel. I want to replace Samantha Brown someday and take all those cruises, maybe chatting a little politics between here and there ; )
Have a wonderful week and God Bless!
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