Steffi’s Blog

Ja, I know, this was quick…actually I should sit in front of my books and write a term paper for one of my linguistic courses but…well, such is life ! And besides, there is something I really want to write about before I set off for Dublin. As I already mentioned in the last post, some days ago my dog Carry had to be put down. I spent some (actually quite a lot) great years with her and I want this entry to be dedicated to her.
I guess more or less every little girl has this dream: Mummy and Daddy have to buy a dog, a friend to play with and all that. Well, it was the same for me but up to my 11th birthday my parents managed to resist this wish of mine. But then, in the summer of 1993, we got a dog ! I still remember this day and the time which followed as if it were yesterday. The puppies were still sooo tiny, not even 8 weeks old and I know that I fell for a male puppy called Gordon but the rest of the family wanted to get a female one…called Daisy . Well, we changed that horrible name very quickly and a bit later we drove home with our puppy - Carry. The first days, or rather the nights were horrible, she cried heartbreakingly and I remember that my brother sat next to my bed - I was crying too - to hold me back from the dog. However, I did during the days what I wasn’t allowed to do during the nights, namely I had naps with her in the cellar, fed her, took her out and so on and so on. And not long afterwards she followed me on every step ! I think I was the happiest girl in the world though my parents quickly became a bit angry with her because she decided to pee in the most ridiculous places - inside the house of course ! Well, we managed to teach her manners very quickly and soon she became a member of our family.
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In this entry I want to let the world know how a foreigner, an Englishman, deals with the difficulties awaiting him in Germany . Although it is already quite a while ago that Felix visited me here in Freiburg I want to write some lines on it since we had such a great time here together and somehow it is unbelievable how well he handled the situation.
The first thing I remember when I try to think back to that time is that fortunately, as well as surprisingly, we had quite a lot of snow in the time from 20th to the 29th of January (the time Felix was here). Every time I think about this I can barely hide a grin…you should have seen that. As if it was the first time in his life that he had seen this white beauty called snow…if I should have a guess I would say he was about 7-9 years old when he saw that it snowed !
Anyway, of course, his visit in Germany was not only about snow. I was really a bit nervous about him coming to Germany. I mean, of course, as you would expect, I was sooo happy and I so looked forward to that but on the other hand I wasn’t sure at all that he would like it here: Germany, German, Germans etc. and his knowledge of our language being rather, well…, tiny ! But now, almost a month later I have to say that I am proud that he managed it soo well and I am really happy about that fact since we had an amazing time (at least in my opinion and I hope it was the same for him).
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