Buona Notta!
Well yesterday I started my blog, and I feel like I didn't really explain much! So, with that being said, let's start with the blog name. I (obviously) named my blog Un Giorno in Italia, which translates into "A Day in Italy," and I know what you're thinking, "Sarah, you're going to be staying in Italy for 10 MONTHS not 1 day!! What the heck is wrong with you!?" Yes, yes, I do in fact realize I will be in Italy for much longer than one day, thank you. Well, I gave a lot of thought to the name believe it or not. I named this blog Un Giorno in Italia because I know that when I'm a foreign exchange student I will be very stressed in the first few months, and when in the situation as stressful as being plopped into a foreign country, living with people you really don't know very well (at first), going to high school in a different language, and the fact that, even though I learned Italian off of Rosetta Stone, I will basically have no idea what anyone will say to me, I'm going to have to take all of this one step at a time, living with the belief that even though today I accidentally said "ani" instead of "anni" in front of my class, tomorrow will be different. I'm going to have to take the 10 months one day at a time. Also, I gave this blog the name Un Giorno in Italia because I know that just one day as a foreign exchange student will change me forever, and after just one day I will never be able to go back to being the same Sarah. One day living in a foreign setting can change your whole outlook on life. So there you have it! Thus is the thinking process behind it all.
Ok what else? Well I suppose I should tell you about my family. So here we go...I have a spectacular mother, a father, three brothers, one sister, a sweet and caring sister-in-law, and a very funny brother-in-law, two absolutely adorable nieces (and another on the way), and a little nephew. Oh yes, I also have a sweet little kitty and a very old (but nice) dog. I of course have several wonderful aunts, uncles, and cousins that I care for dearly, buuut it would take a while list everyone in my family in one night. So yeah...I guess you could say this family of mine is pretty big, but that's ok, it's just more people to love :).
What else could I possibly put in? Perhaps I could mention my love for learning languages? Ok. So I am bilingual. I speak English and Spanish (though I still have much to learn about Spanish, I can understand it, speak it, and if I got lost in the middle of Costa Rica, or was forced to go to school there or whatever, I'd be alright). In school I'm taking German class, and I'm currently learning Italian from my handy-dandy Rosetta Stone. I hope that in the future I will have the chance to learn another language, like Turkish, or Norwegian, or Dutch. But that's YEARS from now. I guess my obsession with learning languages started when I was about five years old and watched Mulan for the first time. After that, I wanted to learn Chinese and move to China. So, when I was in fourth grade, fifth grade, and a little bit of seventh grade I took Chinese lessons. But alas, I sadly I don't speak Chinese, and most of what I did learn all those years ago, I have forgotten. My interest of living in foreign places and learning new languages was heightened in the summer between seventh and eighth grade when I went with my choir to England for two weeks. I was so fascinated with how different everything was, the roads, cities, smells, food, accents, tastes in music, everything! I fell in love with Europe and I made it my mission to live in a foreign country as a foreign exchange student. Since my trip to England I've been to Italy, Germany, Austria, the Czech Republic, Costa Rica, and Mexico. So, that is somewhat the story of why I love everything foreign. Of course there's a lot more to it, I left a lot out, but it basically started out with me as a little girl truly intrigued by the mysterious word of Mulan, me catching the travel bug before I'd ever even traveled out of state, and then after traveling, making it a life goal of mine to become a foreign exchange student. Now my future rests on this exchange. I want to become a diplomat, or a translator/interpreter, or work for some global cause. I want my major to be International Relations and a PhD in world cultures, or cultural affairs, or something affiliated with International relations and current events. I love social studies, I love international studies, and I love the idea of representing the USA.
Wow, that was probably wayyy more information than you wanted...but get used to it, I tend to ramble a bit when I type :P. So I'll close it off here then, and let you ponder on what the heck you just read. Molto grazie e buona notte!
baci!
-Sarah
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Well yesterday I started my blog, and I feel like I didn't really explain much! So, with that being said, let's start with the blog name. I (obviously) named my blog Un Giorno in Italia, which translates into "A Day in Italy," and I know what you're thinking, "Sarah, you're going to be staying in Italy for 10 MONTHS not 1 day!! What the heck is wrong with you!?" Yes, yes, I do in fact realize I will be in Italy for much longer than one day, thank you. Well, I gave a lot of thought to the name believe it or not. I named this blog Un Giorno in Italia because I know that when I'm a foreign exchange student I will be very stressed in the first few months, and when in the situation as stressful as being plopped into a foreign country, living with people you really don't know very well (at first), going to high school in a different language, and the fact that, even though I learned Italian off of Rosetta Stone, I will basically have no idea what anyone will say to me, I'm going to have to take all of this one step at a time, living with the belief that even though today I accidentally said "ani" instead of "anni" in front of my class, tomorrow will be different. I'm going to have to take the 10 months one day at a time. Also, I gave this blog the name Un Giorno in Italia because I know that just one day as a foreign exchange student will change me forever, and after just one day I will never be able to go back to being the same Sarah. One day living in a foreign setting can change your whole outlook on life. So there you have it! Thus is the thinking process behind it all.
Ok what else? Well I suppose I should tell you about my family. So here we go...I have a spectacular mother, a father, three brothers, one sister, a sweet and caring sister-in-law, and a very funny brother-in-law, two absolutely adorable nieces (and another on the way), and a little nephew. Oh yes, I also have a sweet little kitty and a very old (but nice) dog. I of course have several wonderful aunts, uncles, and cousins that I care for dearly, buuut it would take a while list everyone in my family in one night. So yeah...I guess you could say this family of mine is pretty big, but that's ok, it's just more people to love :).
What else could I possibly put in? Perhaps I could mention my love for learning languages? Ok. So I am bilingual. I speak English and Spanish (though I still have much to learn about Spanish, I can understand it, speak it, and if I got lost in the middle of Costa Rica, or was forced to go to school there or whatever, I'd be alright). In school I'm taking German class, and I'm currently learning Italian from my handy-dandy Rosetta Stone. I hope that in the future I will have the chance to learn another language, like Turkish, or Norwegian, or Dutch. But that's YEARS from now. I guess my obsession with learning languages started when I was about five years old and watched Mulan for the first time. After that, I wanted to learn Chinese and move to China. So, when I was in fourth grade, fifth grade, and a little bit of seventh grade I took Chinese lessons. But alas, I sadly I don't speak Chinese, and most of what I did learn all those years ago, I have forgotten. My interest of living in foreign places and learning new languages was heightened in the summer between seventh and eighth grade when I went with my choir to England for two weeks. I was so fascinated with how different everything was, the roads, cities, smells, food, accents, tastes in music, everything! I fell in love with Europe and I made it my mission to live in a foreign country as a foreign exchange student. Since my trip to England I've been to Italy, Germany, Austria, the Czech Republic, Costa Rica, and Mexico. So, that is somewhat the story of why I love everything foreign. Of course there's a lot more to it, I left a lot out, but it basically started out with me as a little girl truly intrigued by the mysterious word of Mulan, me catching the travel bug before I'd ever even traveled out of state, and then after traveling, making it a life goal of mine to become a foreign exchange student. Now my future rests on this exchange. I want to become a diplomat, or a translator/interpreter, or work for some global cause. I want my major to be International Relations and a PhD in world cultures, or cultural affairs, or something affiliated with International relations and current events. I love social studies, I love international studies, and I love the idea of representing the USA.
Wow, that was probably wayyy more information than you wanted...but get used to it, I tend to ramble a bit when I type :P. So I'll close it off here then, and let you ponder on what the heck you just read. Molto grazie e buona notte!
baci!
-Sarah
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