Que sera, sera…
Yesterday my girlfriends and me took a little trip to the future. We wondered what our lifes will be like in a few years, what jobs we will have, how much money we will earn and how it will feel like when I’ll come over to visit for the holidays. One of the girls begged me not to become that kind of person who seems to forget their native language within days of living in a new country. She told me about a boy she went to school with, who went to America for an student exchange month and when he came back always said things like: “Ah, I don’t remember what the german word for this was.”
I swore to her that I won’t get one of those persons, especially because I am not moving abroad alone but together with my husband, whom I am not planning to talk in english to. But this talk again made me wonder about how big a problem the new language will be for me. I am still so shy to talk in english, even if I know that my english is not the worst. I told you about the american colleague I have right now. He always talks english to us and I always have so funny answers in mind, but am too scared to actually say them. When I know I have to talk in english to someone (for example when we were in Florida), I always try to put sentences together in my mind before I say them. I know that I kind of get warm with people very fast and then don’t worry about my language anymore, but I am still scared that I will not succeed in a job in the US.
I try to practise my english nearly every day by reading english books, watching english movies, series or write in english, but speaking is still my weak spot. I may worry to much about that stuff, because I don’t know what will actually happen when we move to California and I feel very positive overall. But whatever will be, will be. Even if it means that I might never speak without mistakes or my german accent.
I know that people all around the world say that german people are very punctual and reliable. This may be right, but what definetely isn’t is that german companies are as reliable as their employees. Right know I am working in Frankfurt and have to take a train trip over there twice a day. I need to ride on a so called ICE train, which only covers longer distances mostly between bigger german cities. As you may guess these trains are very expensive and mostly used by business people and commuters.
I am not exactly sure, but I guess I never told you about our interview at the consulate in Frankfurt. The short version is: it was horrible. The long version would blow the space I have to write on this homepage so I give you a medium version. Our day began with the standard security check which left me speechless, because I carried a bottle of water with me and had to drink some in front of the security guards to demonstrate that the bottle actually contained water and no poison or flammable liquid. I am not exactly sure what I could have done with it though, because you are not allowed to take a lighter inside the consulate or anything else.