Home is...
The last pages of my life chapter, "Assistant Teacher in England" are written, and I just can not imagine that I'm already two weeks in Germany - on one hand. On the other hand, this is again a feeling that never left.
The departure from England was easy and difficult, sad and anticipation, and in itself not a proper farewell. It is me again and again move there, at least as a visitor. I've got family there, after all
Since my plane late on the evening of 31 March in Hannover landed and I had to wait in the airport hall to my parents, who had been a misunderstanding in Bremen, I have hardly sat still. Now I'm sitting
in the library of the university, enjoy the background noise (rattling cups, clicking keyboards, the sound of the air vents) and enjoy the feeling of arriving at. Behind me are endless travel, many visits - not to forget and move.
Now I miss my happiness only my wife ... and the days have become countable on one hand. Tomorrow they are already digit.
Fine. Then I'm back home.
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Elated.
Oh yes - "elated" is probably the word of the last two days - I can think of no other that would fit better to describe my mood.
By definition, "exultantly happy and proud" or "In high spirits", this word for me to feel like `ausgedeht in all directions with happiness" (why I can not even explain exactly).
It was a wonderful, emotional farewell to the school and all the people they represent, and many of which I have closed in recent months to the heart. In Assembly
I was brought forward, I had to sit on a chair and tell which events have been very positive in my memory. Even if I wanted to stay away at first the voice - with excitement and emotion - I noticed some beautiful things a .. it was, I think, a very nice spontaneous farewell speech.
Then I got two Year 2 students presented a large map of their class, which is as beautiful as the ones I've received on Wednesday from Year 4th "Dear Miss M., I like you teaching us about stuff." "Dear Miss M., you have been great I will miss you you can not want to leave." - Incredibly beautiful.
have I also get very sweet gifts that seem to burst from loving thoughts just like this:)
It was a day full of hugs, full of "When will you be back" and many, many kind words, and after an equally beautiful last private lesson I was completely emotionally exhausted home.
tonight then the farewell dinner with my loved ones ... "The Last Supper", as Heather called it dramatic. Tomorrow I will again spend a lot of time with them before Monday then go to the airport. Even though I
scary to all my friends at home ... I am going to miss my second family here Sun
Oh yes - "elated" is probably the word of the last two days - I can think of no other that would fit better to describe my mood.
By definition, "exultantly happy and proud" or "In high spirits", this word for me to feel like `ausgedeht in all directions with happiness" (why I can not even explain exactly).
It was a wonderful, emotional farewell to the school and all the people they represent, and many of which I have closed in recent months to the heart. In Assembly
I was brought forward, I had to sit on a chair and tell which events have been very positive in my memory. Even if I wanted to stay away at first the voice - with excitement and emotion - I noticed some beautiful things a .. it was, I think, a very nice spontaneous farewell speech.
Then I got two Year 2 students presented a large map of their class, which is as beautiful as the ones I've received on Wednesday from Year 4th "Dear Miss M., I like you teaching us about stuff." "Dear Miss M., you have been great I will miss you you can not want to leave." - Incredibly beautiful.
have I also get very sweet gifts that seem to burst from loving thoughts just like this:)
It was a day full of hugs, full of "When will you be back" and many, many kind words, and after an equally beautiful last private lesson I was completely emotionally exhausted home.
tonight then the farewell dinner with my loved ones ... "The Last Supper", as Heather called it dramatic. Tomorrow I will again spend a lot of time with them before Monday then go to the airport. Even though I
scary to all my friends at home ... I am going to miss my second family here Sun
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