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Hey guys,
I finally back. My adventure in the US continues. I had interesting last few months, where I put my finger in an immersion blender, had my first car accident, still have zero friends, have been to five different states, celebrated my first christmas and new years without my family, had an American thanksgiving, went to New York City to admire the christmas decorations, am going to an US-college, had a sleepover at a museum, watched the SuperBowl in the US (my host familiy’s favorite team won, my hostdad and my oldest host kid even flew to Minneapolis),  was skiing the first time after seven years, was snowtubing, made harbor cruise, baked a lot and am still not missing home.

So first of all, my finger is fine, it was on Patriot’s day and the boys had no school so in the afternoon we decided to make three different dishes, we, well more I finished the dessert, Banana split pie and we moved on to the next thing, carrot chickpea snacks. My oldest one does not like chickpeas so after succesfully mashing the chickpeas we decided to mash black beans. Black beans are much more solid than chickpeas so I decided to use the immersion blender to shred it. It worked out well, I was afraid the boys would get hurt so I told them to stay back and did it myself. After unplugging it i wanted to clean it, I even had to think about my mum and if it would be one of her stories I would cut off my finger now. Suddenly the immersion blender started and my finger was caught inside the blade. I was so shocked I just cried out once and told the boys to stay away. It started bleeding heavily right away and i tried to remove the blade from my finger. That was the moment I saw I did not unplugg the immersion blender but the mixer next to it. Damn!!! It hurted so bad and I clutched my finger and squeezed it as hard as i could to make it numb and stop the bleeding. I rushed to the bathroom to let cold water run over it. It was bleeding so much I bleed like a pig and left stains everywhere regardless of the mess I made when my finger was caught in the blender, I threw everything sitting on the counter down on the floor. To avoid the boys seeing me crying I send them away to have screentime while I panicked and started crying and wished my mum would be here because she knows what to do. So I paced through the house, crying, unable to watch how much of my finger I had cut off, hoping my host mum would come home. Unfortunately it was just after 3 and she would not be home for the next three hours. I was weighing the pros and cons of calling 911. I was worried about the boys, what would happen with them, what about my insurance etc, so I decided I had to look at it and see how bad it was but I just couldnt because I was so afraid to see how bad it really was because I knew my finger was still there but was it hanging at a string? After wandering through the house for 70 minutes I decided to look at it. I was a little bit dissapointed that the boys never looked for me but it was probably better. So when I lessened the pressure around my finger it started bleeding profusely again. I let water running over it now without my other hand protecting it so it washed up the fresh blood and i could finally see it, it was actually better than i imagined, I had cut it right where the finger nail started and even the finger nail was cut in half until the middle of the nail. I was just worried because it did not stop bleeding. I called my mum but she did not pick up so I called my sister, guys, I was desperate, I had to talk to someone! She was no big help because she was so engaged in her computer game. Well I just told her everything anyway and she told me mum was working. Because she did not listen anyways our call ended after 10 minutes and I started cleaning up the kitchen. I hoped I could clean up most of it before my host parents would come home, it was already a little after five. But I was not lucky this day, my host mum came approx. 5 minutes after I had started cleaning up, she said it looks like we were very busy and when she saw the blood I told her what has happended  but that I was fine. She asked if i would have to go to the hospital but I said no. So she continued working from home and I had to clean up the kitchen but I ended up talking to my mum because I had wrote her some messages which were stuff like ‘Do not worry, I did not die’ because I was frustrated when I haven’t been able to reach her. She was shocked and wanted to know everything in detail and i had to send her tons of pictures. She was worried but I tried to calm her down. When my host dad came home he was very worried and wanted to see it right away but we were about to have dinner so I did not want to ruin that and my host mum said I am old enough he does not need to check on me. Thanks! I was actually really relieved to show it to someone who was not thousands of miles away. After dinner i showed it to him and he said it is sketchy and I should decide if I wanna go to the ER he would drive me there. He has been there often because he had a lot of injuries already. But I refused his offer. My host mum gave me an antibiotic ointment which I applied and put an band aid on.
Now my finger is healed without seeing an doctor. My finger tip is numb and the part where the cut is is very sensitive, even the slightest touches hurt. My fingernail is split and started to protrude so I had to cut off these part and now I have a hole in my nail.

I am telling you more about the other events the next time.

What I wanted to write about was home. I got a 5 year journal at the beginning of the year, where you have to answer a question every day and they repeat every year for five years. It currently asked me what home is and I wrote that I refer to my living place in Germany as home as well as to my host parents house. At first I tried to not refer to the house in the US as home when I talked to my mum but that is ridicioulus, I was searching for a second family, although I doubt I found it. Today I realised I have no real home where I am feeling 100% comfortable. Alone the thought of returning to Germany scares me. Everything seems so small, boring and predetermined while I am free here. I can’t return, but should I extend? It is not as good as I imagined and most of the times it is awkward with my host parents. This question stressed me out so much, I knew already after a few weeks I would extend for nine more months but with the same family? The area is great, I kind of like the boys, they are so cute and well mannered and if I would leave them for another family I would definitly throw away even the slightest chance to see them as a second family and stay in contact. But maybe I would find a better family somewhere else! Ahhhhh! So I recently decided to wait what they would do, if they ask me to stay longer I would although I am not so sure, looking at my work, I wouldnt ask me… Well, to make it even harder, my mum suggested I should go to New Zealand as an Au Pair after my year here. I have no idea how she came up with this idea. She always tells me how much she misses me and she can’t wait until I come home and then she wants me to leave again? Why? She said I should think about it. I already did some research. I am not sure. I kind of like the idea but it feels like I will never accomplish something. I will start studying 3 years after graduation. My fellow students will be 3 years younger than me! I kind of like the thought to extend for 6 months AND go to New Zealand but my mum will hate this idea but I should make my own decisions! I mean it was her idea with New Zealand! But I do not want to break my mum’s heart! Oh man, what should I do? Moreover, I miss my cat Frau Schröder so much (she is actually the only living being I miss) and what would it do to her if I would leave her again? I would miss 2 years of her life!

Do not get me wrong, I love Germany. Staying in the US made me even realise how much! I just can’t bear the thought of returning home to my family in my small home town with no clue what to do in my future. I would not like to stay here permanently, Germany is too cool but I living somewhere else. When I don’t do it know I never will! And it is always just for a short amount of time and not for forever.

Btw, I am so proud of Germany leading the Olympic medal table. I even betted with my host dad that Germany would get more gold medals than the US, we did it already 2006 and 2010. Come on Germany!

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New Years

Hey there,

you know that I get nostalgic on New Years Eve every year.

My day is not over yet, remember me being at the American East Coast.

My day is not better than the last years, I had to ski for 6 hours, my first time after the first time ever six years ago. I am very proud of myself, my instructor said I was very good and we even went down slopes he usually hits with his students after a few days skiing and I fell just once! He praised me the whole time how good I am. After a time I couldn’t take it serious anymore. After my fall I was not motivated anymore and scared to fall again. Fortunately I was almost done anyway. My host dad picked me up later and we walked back to the hotel. It was so cold! -18 C! I couldn’t feel my toes and fingers anymore. Tomorrow I have to ski with my host family, I hope i can them convince them to leave me behind like they do all the time anyway.

When we came back my host kids and mum went to the hot tub so I could shower. When they came back I had to supervise the boys shower. Then we went to friends of my host parents. Here we stay until next year. Because I felt like disturbing the adults I spent time with the kids watching Rise of the Guardians and The croods until it was dinner time: buffet with Asparagus, Rips, Salmon, mushrooms, potatoes, salad, cauliflower and a lot of snacks. After that I stayed with the adults because I thought it would be weird if I just spend time with the kids but in the end it was weird to be with the adults, they talked about boats and other stuff I have no knowledge about… Right now there singing karaoke and i fell like I am in the wrong place. Maybe I should not be here. Right now I wish i would be at home. They have January already. See you next year.

This year was fine, I enjoy my stay except for the monthly tragic incidents.

We will see where I am today in a year!

Airport

Good morning,

I am currently sitting in the airplane. We are standing on the airfield for almost one and a half hours now because of the mist. 

The day began already excellent. When I checked in and gave away my suitcase it was too heavy (only one kg above the maximum weight) and I had to take something out, in the end it was my winter jacket. I wear two jackets now although it will be 26 C in New York. Awesome! I was so furious I started to cry. 

We met my aunt, my uncle and my cousin and walked to the passport check together. In front of it we waited for one hour and talked. My cousin has made me a little book, which is very cute.

Before the Passport check I had to say goodbye to my family. My sister and father were totally cool but my mother cried the whole time. I thought I would cry too because I have started crying the days before when my mum cried and even cried when my little cousin cried because I would leave. But now I was very cool. Maybe because I am so excited and can’t wait to get there. My dream comes true. I am so happy! The last days I looked full of joy towards my departure and only felt bad when my mum started crying but all in all I am very happy. 

Oh we start moving so I turn on the flight mode now. See you! 

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So Leuts,

I have less than 24 hours left with my family. I am total panicking, not because I leave ( I think that is going to happen soon) but because I am packing my suitcase since Sunday, okay I started on Sunday and continued yesterday and I have too much stuff. Originally I thought I am really good at packing, everything seemed to fit and I wasn’t even sure if I need the hand luggage but everyone made me feel like I have not enough and now I have too much (it does not fit into the suitcase I haven’t weighed it yet) and I does not know what to leave at home, everything seems important! I have not much else than clothes, is this normal? Unfortunately, the presents for the host family take one third of the space! Ups. 

My aunt made a USA – Rebecca is coming Party yesterday. There were burgers and beer (Bud light for me and German for the others, to be honest I haven’t tasted a difference) and I have baked cookie butter cupcakes. There was American music and my aunt wanted to know everything about my flight, my travel preparations, my first days in New York, my future if I want to expand. She said I should not answer the messages of my mum everyday because when I am not at home it should feel like it too. My mum could have killed her. 

I am still not nervous because I cannot realise I am leaving tomorrow. Weird. 

I crafted the whole week (instead of packing) goodbye presents for my parents and my grandma: a clock full of pictures with typical American images so they know what time it is in Boston and a calendar with pictures from us as well as from New England. Now that I am finish I think it is ridiculous and a totally self centered present but I thought I have to give them something! 

What I have to do today is obviously packing, cleaning up my room, it looks like something exploded in here because I have thrown everything I thought I wanted to take with me into the floor and now there is barely floor visible, I want to shower, eat all the stuff which only I eat (happy eating), vacuum at my grandma’s, search the suitcase scale, say goodbye to my grandma and my aunt, cook dinner (Chili con carne), maybe read, oh not to forget quit my job, sleep and I think that’s it. 

Job Interviews part 2

I think I have a new hobby: job interviews.

This one was the second this week and the fourth during this month. And it was very exciting and by far the most thrilling and fun! I applied at the airport but not for now but for next year when I return. 

First, I had some problems finding the place (I mean Frankfurt Airport is the biggest in Germany) but I arrived just in time). We were approximately 20 , applicants, the most were dressed very  VERY formal, I felt slightly underdressed, and we had to take a test. The test was about logic e.g. complete numerical series, match fitting words and an English grammar test. I finish first and completed all exercises although the women said that one usually cannot complete all in the given time. Ups. Then I had to talk to the women again about how much I want to work and when I want to start. When they got the test results they either told you you did not pass or they invited to a personal talk which took about 15 minutes and was partly in English. After that I had to wait again. When they think you would fit in you are invited to a 30 minute long talk with a psychologist who evaluates if the job is the right thing for you. I get the result of the last talk within the next two weeks. That was real fun but I was overwhelmed by the last conversation. I think I screwed it up because I did not know what to answer…

Well, let’s see… 

Jobs

So hey,

I had almost a job at a gas station but my mom said either I work there or I have to pay the AuPair programme fee all by myself. So I chose the second option. 

I have a job interview again now for a job as a hostess. I am not nervous because either I get the job (what would be awesome) or I do not get it which would not be the world’s end. It probably won’t work out anyway because I think I am too young and nobody want to hire me for just 2 months. *Sigh* I suppose that I will stay the next 68 days at home but I have still a lot to do, e.g. a lot of doctor visits the work agency and another job interview tomorrow. My mom says I do not need a job because I am so busy. She just does not want me to work but I do not know why. 

Wish me luck! Becca

Job Interview

No, it has not taken until now, I was shopping afterwards, I even looked for presents for my host family, my host family, it sounds weird. I am very happy that I have found one now. Because of this I bought a tapeline of which I will cut off one centimeter every day, it is a countdown to my arrival in the US. 

So, my job interview, I was very early so I sat on a bench, not in front of the building but 3 minutes away, and googled the company again so I was sure I still know everything and googled the guidelines for a job interview. Ten minutes before our scheduled meeting I went to the building but I was not sure if the building I thought is the building I was searching so I walked through the area and came to the conclusion it is the building. By then I had to be there so I hurried inside the building and searched for the company on the Board but it was not listed there but luckily I saw a sign with an arrow guiding the way so I found it only slightly too late. The men with whom I had the appointment was very nice. We grabbed something to drink and first he told me about the company and my tasks. Then I had to tell something about me very very shortly and that was it. I even told him that I will become an AuPair in Mid-October but he said that is okay. Long story short, I have the job!!! Yes. I start working next Monday!