Do you ever get those feelings that no matter how hard you
try to blend in it’ll never work? That’s the way I feel right now. After a long
day of travel from the city I call home to Chicago then to Frankfurt then finally
to Kiev Ukraine. My first day in this lovely city of snow, well
let’s start off with it’s nothing I would have ever imagined. I already crave a
language that I can actually communicate to the locals with. However the locals
that I have managed to talk to (that do speak good or little English) are friendly.
However it’s completely different from
my culture I was born and raised in. it’s going to take a while to get used to
it.
I met my host family. They are great people. There are the
parents and two boys aged 11 and 3 1/2. The mom speaks English really well and
so does the eldest. The youngest seems to only get the word Hi and says it with
much enthusiasm to me, often. The dad works a lot and I have yet to meet him.
but from what I have been told he doesn’t speak much English at all.
I honestly wasn’t expecting much from the house I was going
to be staying at. I say this because Kiev is filled with lots of old high-rises,
not so much of the old European housing ones that I am use too and enjoy. I was expecting
them to be a little out dated however I was pleasantly surprised by the size
and quality of the apartment.
Till next time,
Darla
