Hungarian School - no biggie

It feels like I’ve been here for weeks and I only arrived yesterday. The weather is still wonderful and everyone’s wearing dresses. Keep in mind we’re twenty girls and four boys all together. Sophie and I took the bus to school and she showed me around their huge school before we sat down in front of our soon-to-be classroom.  Then I saw him walking down the hall, let’s call him John. We clicked instantly when they visited Norway in February, both crazy and childish, but still able to discuss things in a grown-up manner. He has no boundaries and always calls me “little Mari”, I call him “my dear”. We hugged and I was suddenly surrounded by kind faces. The boys arrived, the girls arrived and we all started chatting.

We were welcomed by the headmistress (who doesn’t speak English) and showed around school again. It was a rather old school, and the primary student had bring a pet to school day so it was dogs running around everywhere. A boy had even brought his turtle! Then we got our project tasks and the Norwegians went out to smoke, playing indierock from an iPhone and chilling out in the sun. What could be better?

-Mari Clémentine