"Kick of week" or, as the Dutch would say it, Leuk!

7 september 2009

I woke up in the morning with the perfume of a new day... Do you remember your first day in school when you woke up in the morning, getting all dressed up, drinking a hot chocolate, holding your mom's hand and heading to school? My mom was more nervous than me, as I was taking a new step in my life. Well, the day of 7 september began with the same perfume of old times, a taste I haven't tried in a while and there it was, anouncing what it was to come. Because, as I would find out later on, the same feeling of those sweet days repeated itself on the first day of the Kick Off Week.

As a child, you have the excuse and the relief of not understanding what is going on with you. As an adult, you experience every little thing that makes you more aware that indeed, there is no excuse for you, you will remember everything that is going on and you will live it at the maximum.

So, returning to the perfume of old sweet times, I was having the same image in front of me, only this time my mom was replaced by my boyfriend, who expressed that day a tender parently concern for me, which almost made me ask him: "where is the hot chocolate?" (that is, at least to complete the picture). Well, it wasn't supossed to be hot chocolate, because the beverage of childhood was replaced with more down to earth drinks: coffee or tea. The sweetest habbit of all, the coffee and tea from the classroom relaxed me well enough, although I must say I didn't drink neither one, neither the other. I was saying earlier that we are now fully aware of what is going on around us, and on that day I couldn't be more aware than ever: Dutch, and, as my ears were getting bigger and bigger, the word was twisting my brains: Dutch. Of course I was fully aware that the courses will be in Dutch, but it's still a shock to face the reality, no?

A cold shower, as Mr. Otto Berg expressed it perfectly, multiple cold showers, as my friends would joke around, a fascinating new step in my life, as I would put it.

The Kick of Week started with the meeting of new people, different people, and, at least for me, this adds more spices to the actual challenge of doing this study. I am glad to see that with every course I discover the large numbers of possibilities that the Master offers. This shows that I am in the right place.

I enjoyed so much all the games designed to get to know eachother, especially since, with my brilliant Dutch, I need to hear more than once all the information that was going around at every course, to finally get the idea in the end (btw, special thanks to all the people that helped me, playing the translator so that I can keep the track of the courses and also to the ones that did the common tasks with me in English). I especially found very interesting the exercise where we were supposed to guess different things about the people around us. I wished I could express the products of my imagination in this one, but I hope to recuperate very soon.

It felt like we had a taste of everything that we can expect from the next period of time, and for me the taste was Leuk. I have to appreciate the senegalize play, which raised in my mind a lot of questions like: was the dutch actress really needed in the play? Because I just have the feeling that popular theater has its own charm, the charm that comes from the naive and basic interpretation of people, a charm that doesn't lack at all sensitivity and depth of things. Maybe an extra of dancing and music would have compensated for the language that we didn't understand (in my case two ;)), but still, the simplicity of such a show gave me a feeling of peace.

Finishing, my cold shower was actually more of a summer rain: you get a bit cold, a bit wet, you wish you had some warm clothes on you, but you still want to go for it, since the summer rain is just simply delicious.