Pictures...

The show goes on.... Ach, if one of you has something against the pics (I am talking with the Whistlers...) just tell me:D

Our "knuddelig" super pink star

My little princess

Flieger Honsy



Speckwürfel

I love to paint my nails ...

Peinlich....

I found a very old picture of the WHISTLERS!!! I think I took it one of the first times we fooled around the whole night! Well, we do look tired and crazy and everything... Well go on and have a good laugh...

When holidays end...

Hello people...:D

So, I came back from Germany. I am tired but not enough to go to bed just now!

I had a great time with my family and my 2 crazy friends... But I already said that...

Soon university is going to start and I can't wait to have a routine again;)

Well, hugs to you, crazy whistlers...See ya soon...:D

So, it's 2:30 in the morning... we are really starting to do crazy things. We are tired. But traditions are traditions and have to be kept.
So here we are, sitting on the floor and fooling around.
Who is there?
Flieger Honsberg... (he's promised to send a picture...)
Patrack the Speckwürfel...
Misha the beautiful Barcelona fan
Kikky... alias White chocolate
Veronika, the sleeping beauty
And me... the author of this post.
Anyways... we had some Latte Macchiato, watched a very stupid movie... laughed a lot... Now we have once again some material... to prove our crazyness.
Pictures will follow...:)

Home Sweet Home

Is there anything better than to go home?

My dad picked me up at the station with Chris, we drove home and as we got there I opened the fridge and it was full of nice things. Ahhhh. I ate some chicken ( I know, it was late... but hey... chicken's chicken;)).

Time passes by very slowly and I am very happy about that. It's nice to just be there and spend time with them.

But going to Cologne also means seeing some old friends like Daniel and Patrick. Daniel's gone at the moment. But Patrick had promised me some Latte Macchiato -my favourite- so yesterday I went upstaires and we had fun eating some Coconut Zwieback and drinking LM made by Pat. He realised that you cannot eat and talk at the same time. Every time I would ask him something he would put a biscuit in his mouth, look at me with wide opened eyes... ahaha, it was great...

Some more news soon!

Hugs

Fields of Gold - Sting

You'll remember me when the west wind movesUpon the fields of barleyYou'll forget the sun in his jealous skyAs we walk in fields of goldSo she took her loveFor to gaze awhileUpon the fields of barleyIn his arms she fell as her hair came downAmong the fields of goldWill you stay with me, will you be my loveAmong the fields of barleyWe'll forget the sun in his jealous skyAs we lie in fields of goldSee the west wind move like a lover soUpon the fields of barleyFeel her body rise when you kiss her mouthAmong the fields of goldI never made promises lightlyAnd there have been some that I've brokenBut I swear in the days still leftWe'll walk in fields of goldWe'll walk in fields of goldMany years have passed since those summer daysAmong the fields of barleySee the children run as the sun goes downAmong the fields of goldYou'll remember me when the west wind movesUpon the fields of barleyYou can tell the sun in his jealous skyWhen we walked in fields of goldWhen we walked in fields of goldWhen we walked in fields of gold

Pics

Dance

When I was 15 a service team from America came to Berlin. They had a beautiful dance with "My Jesus My Saviour". I learned it. And found dancing to be such a beautiful way to express our love to Jesus that I started making up my own!
Last Saturday I danced with a friend to a song by Withney Houston. I normally only take Chritian Songs. But she had chosen that one so we worked on the lyrics. People really liked it.
Here some pics.

We raised 1300 FRS for the Water Project! Thanks to you all!

Save Water - Save lives

Last April I went to England for a Salvation Army Congress. It was really good but apart from the meetings there was something else I couldn't forget. Some people presented a S.A. project called Save Water - Save lives. With 10 pounds you can give water to a family in Africa or Asia. For life. I was so impressed and felt that we could do something like that in Switzerland too. And that's what we did.
With our youth group we organized a fantastic evening. We decorated our hall with bamboos, lights, a beautiful bar, a lounge, and vases with water and candels. Groups of girls came to dance, we had a big band that played wonderfully although they only practiced once, barkeepers that mixed delicious drinks (The titi-drink, named after my friend Martina, The Maje, named after Maya and me and another one...)... Two teenagers did a wonderful job presenting the programm in swiss german (I managed to translate in french... see pic.)! And at about 22:00 I presented the project in french and Nathanaël presented it in Swiss German.
People bought many bottles and gave a lot of money.
I will never forget it! It was an excellent evening and some of my friends came. Thank you guys!!!

THE END

So, it's over! The last week, the last day, the last hour came and passed by leaving nothing but memories. It has been a great time and I am so thankful I could enjoy it that much.
Now, I'll have no more teaching adventures for a while. But stay tunned. There's more to life, then a job!

Soon over! But... what about a third round?

:( Friday will be my last day in Ostermundigen! Today I had prepared a test for the french class and during Religion we talked about Family life. It was really good!
Anyhow...afterwards I had the final talk with my teacher. He was so nice. He told me a lot of nice things. He enjoyed working with me and said that if he it was up to him, I could start teaching! "You are ready!" Wow! I was so happy! I'd love to go teach there when I am done with my studies!
At the end he said, that maybe I could come back again for the FP2 Italian and Englisch. I had to laugh;)

My Miracle ... II

Do you know the feeling of total peace? When you feel so nice and you just enjoy life?
The other day, I felt exactly like that. I had read in the Bible and prayed and was ready to start the day. Stangely, it seemed I had more time than the other days. But I was elsewhere with my thoughts.
After preparing my lessons I walked to the bus and drove to the school. I got there and saw a firemen's car. There were children every where. Wondering what might have happened I went into the teacher's room. One of the teacher told me that they had had an exercice with the firemen and that no one had known about it and that is why the pupils were totally out of control now. I thought it was funny and wished I could have been there.
My teacher comes then to me and asks where I had been. Innocently I said I had just come. He had been looking for me. I thought it was wierd! Why on earth?
So, he says, now we have only Religion left.
Hmm? What about French?
Well, it would have been now, but the firemen came.
What do you mean? I thought they came during the last class.
Yes, they came just before!
[And I still didn't get it...sometimes I can be SO slow!]
But then... why don't we have French?
Because they stayed for an hour and a half!
... Oh...my! It means I came to late!!!!
Haha, yes I think so too!
But, I mean, How? How?
I don't know, but you were lucky, the lesson didn't even take place!
Oh my word! I don't know what I did. I was sure I was right on time!
Don't worry! It's ok! You were saved by the firemen!

See? Hadn't they come, I would have been an hour too late. It would have been such a mess! But exactly when I peacefully decide to go to take the bus- an hour later... The firemen go to the school!

THANK YOU LORD FOR THAT PRESENT!!!!

Ostermundigen...part II

I was so happy to be able to go back to the same school! And I also was very nervous. I would have to teach religion for the first time. In German! My word.
The first day, when I entered the class I was surprised to see some of my old pupils. Some of them were very nice...and one of the terribles was also there...hmmm;)
Today I already started the last week! I am pretty sad, once again. I think I get to know all the pupils and then I am sad not to see them every day anymore. Yes, teachers like their pupils. Well, at least most of them;)

My miracle...I

From the begining of my studies, I knew that it was God that had led me there. Everything goes always very well and I am very thankful. I can't start a list of the things that happened, it would be too boring. But I want to tell you two big "miracles" or presents that God made me.

It was May I think... I was so stressed out with many things to do and I forgot to send the formular for the practical time. I sent it on Monday at 6 o'clock in the morning. Got a mail that said: "We are sorry, it's too late. The limit would have been Sunday at 24:00." I was very sad, because I had talked to Ostermundigen, and they had said they would take me again (even though normally you are not allowed to go twice to the same school). We had written to each other for a while and every thing was ok. And now, I wouldn't be able to go!
On Tuesday I got a mail from university telling me that I could still go do the PT because the SCHOOL had sent the formular in time. I have never heard of a school doing that. I was so happy. I know that God made it possible!

Ostermundigen...first round

Between the Semesters we always have to do a practical time. We can chose when, but at the end we have to have had:
- Introduction (in all the subject we want...out of 4)
- Fachpraktikum 1 (in 3 subjects)
- Fachpraktikum 2 (in 3 subjects, the one we have never taught, MUST be taught then)
- Abschlusspraktikum (all the subjects)

So, in February I had my FP1 in Italian and English. I had 3 classes and taught for five weeks. Normally you have to have a total of 48 hours (12,12 and 16 i.e). I had so much fun teaching Italian, that I taught one additional week! i loved it.

Ostermundigen is just about half an hour from Bern-Zentrum. To get to the school, I take a Tram for 3 stations, a bus for 10 stations and a little bus for three stations. I get there mostly 10-20minutes before so I can copy some things and go through the lesson with the teacher in charge.

The school is at the top of a little hill. It's really beautiful there.
Well, I stayed there and learned many things. When it was all over, I was very sad to leave these kids.

(The picture shows the stairs that lead to trakt 2 where the Sekundarstufe is)

Frutigen III

(me in Frutigen)
It is funny how, as soon as you have a job, younger people think you are married and have children and are..dunno..old;)
When I lived in Geneva and was studying to become a primary teacher I also had to go and teach in a class. The kids were 7-8. One day during the break they look at me and say:
Are you going home for lunch?
Yes, I am, just like all of you:)
Are you going to cook for your babies?
M...my babies?
And your husband?
Guys, I am not married!
Noo?
No! I am too young to be married!
How old are you then?
I am 18!
Oh... that's old!
And away they went. They were sooo disappointed!!
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During my first practical time in Bern I was still 18. I was the youngest teacher in school. And the students were, 15! It was so weird! I didn't dare say how old I was otherwise they would have striked!
Any way. One morning, a teacher comes to me and says something and then says, ah but we can say "You" to each other (in german there is the formal form of you).
You, know, since we must be the same age. I am 27 and you?
Hem ...yes sure we can...! I am 18!
She looked at me in disgust and never talked to me again...

Frutigen II

Those who know me also know how I love the Salvation Army;) When we lived in Berlin I always told my mom how great it would be if there was a Bus stop in front of the building called Salvation Army Berlin-Mitte. Obviously it wasn't possible, so I had to give it up.
But...but...:) When I arrived to Frutigen and walked to the Corps I found that the Bus stop was called: Salvation Army... I was over the moon;)

Where I taught

During the first practical time I was in Frutigen. It's a tiny little village in the mountains. It was february and there was snow everywhere. It was beautiful but cold. I stayed in the Salvation Army just 10 minutes away from the school! Every morning I would stand up at 6:30 and later walk all the way up to the building.
The view from the flat was amazing: I could see all around me the mountains. Beautiful!

My own goofs

As a teacher it is very difficult when something stupid happens. I mean, how are you supposed to react? do students realize how sometimes we wish we could disappear?
For example, the first time I taught English I was with another students who now also is a good friend. Anyhow, we were very very nervous. The plan was very easy... I had to say: we are going to split the class in two groups. And then say, the first stays with me the other goes with...and the name of my friend. Her name is Von Guten. And I said...
And so, the second group can go with Miss Van den Guten...The kids didn't know her name so it was ok but afterwards we talked about it and she asks:
Was it a joke when you said my name wrong?
Wrong?
Yeah, you said, Van den Guten... [and she laughs (Thank God)]
And I... SORRY!!!!!!!

I mean, can you imagine how stressed out I was when I said that? hahahah! My oh my!