I found one short text how it feels to be an exchange student. Here we go:
Ein Austauschjahr ist wie eine Achterbahnfahrt! Zuerst will man unbedingt damit fahren und ist sehr fasziniert von der Vorstellung; dann geht es schnell! Man muss einsteigen und dann kommen die ersten mulmigen Gefühle! Es gibt Hochs und Tiefs! Aber es wechselt immer sehr schnell. Am Ende ist man ein bisschen traurig, dass es schon vorbei ist; ein bisschen stolz, dass man es gemeistert hat; erfreut wieder festen Boden unter den Füßen zu haben und eigentlich würde man am liebsten sitzen bleiben und nochmal fahren!
I wrote a short Story about exchange students. Hope u like it!
Dear Exchange Student
It was Wednesday but it felt like Friday. The week was going on too slowly for me! I was waiting for one special thing, a really important letter. Well, it was important for me.
Before I will tell you more about my story I have to tell you a little bit more about me.
I am Pauline and I am 15 years old. My family and I live in Germany in a city called Stuttgart. I have two sisters, my twin sister Leonie and my little one Ella, who is seven. I don’t want to tell you too much about me because I have to tell you something more important so let’s begin and I hope you enjoy reading it.
I told you already I was waiting for one really important letter. It was the letter from AFS, my exchange student organization that would tell me that I have a Host family that would want to host me for ten months. But, there was no letter. I was waiting such a long time, but I didn’t get one.
It was summer and my sister and I hadn’t gotten a letter from AFS, so my family decided at the last minute to spend two weeks in Italy. Ten days before the last flight to the U.S., we got a host family!
I am going to tell you what it is like to be an exchange student so, take a seat, listen and try to feel like an exchange student.
Dear exchange student,
To be an exchange student isn’t easy. Next to the people who love you are always enviers who don’t wish you luck. Suddenly, there are people who speak behind your back saying that you will come home early and that you are not brave enough and all that stuff. You will just smile and you think “I can do that somehow”. There are days where you don’t believe in yourself. And there are also times where you would like to go back in time.
People who love you will say you don’t have to prove yourself to us. You always think I know, I know. You believe them after a certain time but you want to prove yourself now.
And then, at the airport,t you would like to grab your luggage and you would like to return home. You think “what was the thing what leaded me to this dementia…?” For what was all this stress?
When you are at your new home it isn’t always how you would like it to be. There are the little things that you begin to miss. Things which are actually natural for you. Maybe the way your dad cooks, the daily ‘morning’ with your friend on the way to school, your favorite radio station, the bus or subway station at the next street corner, the sarcastic comments from your sister, many things and many more.
Then there will be days where you would like to fly back home because many things are so different. Even when there are things which seem to be not so good at first, they will be better than you thought at the end. There is a place so far away from your home where foreign people let you into their life without getting money. You can call this place your home! Suddenly there are two moms and dads who love you.
There are the little things again which show you that it was the right decision: the Sundays where you can go shopping after church; the excitement before the homecoming football games; the fact that people who you only know briefly, drive you home even when it takes 30 minutes back to their house; the days when all teachers and students wear the school colors or really weird things, people who want to test their German on you. The list is endless!
Yes, to be an exchange student isn’t easy, but all these moments when you want(ed) to cry, every single tear, every time when you wanted to let it all go, the time that you wanted to go back in time, was worth it! Nobody said it’s going to be easy, nobody said there are only nice times.
To be an exchange student means to learn many new things, to learn a new language, to learn a new culture, to meet new people. But, as an exchange student, you will learn so many more things. You learn to speak, dream and think in a different language. You learn to assume responsibility, to be thankful for what you have. As an an exchange student you will have highs and lows, good and bad times, but it worth it! It can’t be all good, but, as will be as good as you make it.
I hope u enjoyed reading my story.