Bratkugeli and Johannes Berren are so delightful! How I shall miss thee!
Wednesday Starbucks aupair meetings in Zurich!
Fascinating wee news article. :-D
http://news.yahoo.com/s//afp/20080908/sc_afp/switzerlandarchaeologyclimatewarming
Ack! I am sick . . . Ich bin Krank . . . :-'( I have a sore throat, but other than that all is well. :-) Yesterday was the last class for A1!!! How sad. Now I can move onto A2 when I return from my trip the 18th of October. Guess where I shall be!?! "I's say's i's g'winne tuh Adlanna, an' g'winne I is!(Mammy-Gone With The Wind)" (Edit note: this section has been removed for the time being and will be added again soon. ;-) )
I loved taking the intensive A1 course in Wetzikon and hopefully will be able to continue taking classes there as it fits into the schedule so much better. The last few days of our class we learned a bit of Schwyzerdeutsch (Swiss German) and it was soooo confusing. We listened on the CD of all the different dialects throughout the German region of Switzerland and it was insane! Haha, although I guess it is like low country southern (we'uns and y'uns) vs. that horrid yankee accent! haha! Following are some delightful examples of Swiss German our teacher taught.
"Ich gehe ihn." This is high German (hochdeutsch) and I guess means, "I go to him." In Swiss German our teacher said this would look something like this, "Ich gang en grad go hole." wow . . . Or like, I go to buy something (Ich gehe einkaufen), would become, ich gang go poschte . . . yeah . . . So, no wonder my ear is not attuned to Hochdeutsch yet. I think I need to live in Germany for awhile.
One morning on my way to class, I hopped onto my bus as usual and as I was making my way to a seat, heard the faint music of a glorious song I was raised listening too. Thouroughly made my morning. T'was the song "Cotton Fields" and I thought of my old man back home. ;-D Good o'le Creedence Clearwater Revival! Surprised me immensely to hear a Swiss listening to that song, though. :-)When I was a little bitty baby my mama would rock me in the cradle, In them old cotton fields back home; It was down in Louisiana, just about a mile from Texarkana, in them old cotton fields back home. Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten you cant pick very much cotton, in them old cotton fields back home . . .
I am having mixed emotions about the aupair meetings now. It is so wierd to come and not know anyone as everyone is new! I miss all the old aupairs, but I know I will enjoy wonderful times in the future with these new girls and it is just the ever routating cycle that has to be endured. Very rarely do I buy anything at Starbucks, since it costs so much. I think I've only bought two drinks the whole time I've been attending these meetings. How bad is that? However, soon I shall the able to buy the yummy hot peppermint mochas! ahhh! One good thing about winter . . . peppermint mochas.
Last week, while taking down the laundry from the line, a neighbor came into the laundry area to wash his clothes. Come to discover, he spoke English with an aussie accent and we chatted for a bit while I folded laundry, but may I ask . . . um, what is hormonal yoga!?! O-O
I do believe I shall scurry away now and go through some stuff to take home and work on some more laundry. :-) Au reviou!