Change

When I decided I was going to do this drastical change in my life, I was sure that people will judge me saying that it wasn’t the right thing to do, but I didn’t mind. I was sure it would help me grow and understand who I want to be in my life. A lot of people describe the exchange year not as a year in life but as life in a year because during that period we experience new things that probably we would have never imagined to do in our country and in our life.I’ve always wanted to discover a new culture, one completely different from my own. Initially, I didn’t really believe that I was going to leave my country, my family, my friends and my life. Now that I’m here, realizing my dream, I often ask myself if it’s true or I’m just dreaming. The worst moments so far have been the flight and the first time I saw my host family. My flight was about ten hours, and I spent them thinking about me and what I was going to do. I was really nervous about meeting my new family, not hearing to my native language for ten months, and being in a new school with a totally different system and subjects. Nobody knew who I was and I didn’t know anybody.I was scared but excited.The first days here were weird. It was like I was sleeping and everything around me was going on and I was just dreaming about all that. Then I started thinking about negative things. I didn’t have friends. I didn’t do anything during the weekends. I didn’t understand how the shower or the washing machine worked. I got lost at school. Teachers didn’t know that I was Italian, not American. Homework started to be harder, and we started to do tests and essays. These were new things for me. Everything didn’t go how I thought it would. I needed to make a point of the situation. It is my experience and I decided to do that. Nobody forced me to left my family and friend and start a new life.Step by step everything went better, trying to stay positive is always the answer.. Making friends, having lunch with someone and having my first really American experiences of my life helped me, It was what I expected. Everyday is special here but there are some moments that teach you some important things. At the beginning everything is new but after a while the school, the family, the city, everything becomes familiar. Every new start it’s hard. Even when you’re starting high school or a new sport. But also the end is hard, even harder. I left my life in Italy and started a new life in the Usa and at the end of the year I have to leave my life in the Usa to go back in Italy. It’s harder because now I know what I’m leaving behind me but also there’s no new things or a new life in my country. When we experience new things such as a new culture we have to remember who we are and why we are there because the exchange year will change your thoughts , probably will make you a better person but at the end is always you, with your personality and feelings. We should always make the better decision for ourselves and don’t care about what other people say about what makes you happy. Questo è uno dei miei primi essay per la classe di Inglese, forse non sarà perfetto e ci sono molti errori, ma vi avevo promesso un post in inglese.