Children we depend on you!

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My journey to India

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After flying for 6 hours than three more hours with only a pit stop in Dubai, we arrived at Mumbai airport. We had been up almost 24 hours with an hour or so of sleep. I knew it was hot in Mumbai in the start of January, but the feeling of stepping outside after being locked inside for hours of air-conditioning the warmth hits you. I remember stepping outside of the airport, just staring at the sun like it was an old friend. To come from minus degrees to something in the late 20 something degrees was indescribable, but then it hit me. This wasn’t over 3 or so hours left. Isolated with only my classmates by my side we stepped into the warm bus that unexpectedly will become our second home the next nine days. One of our teachers had preached and preached about keeping awake to see the incredible city of Mumbai, but after just 20 minutes of driving my eyes slowly closed and I felt into a welcomes slumber.

Our first clash with civilization was when made a pie and snack break halfway through. We had been warned before we left that people were going to stare, and that was normal, but, well I thought they had been execrating, boy! They were not. They stared – not smoothly like we usually do when we watch others – no it was the “stop working and drop everything in your hands” stare. Interesting way to be welcomed into a country, but we survived. The road trip went on until we finally! arrived in Pune with approximately 3,1 million citizens. We were told we were going to live in the wealthy part of town, but through our time in India I realized that they didn’t have poor and rich places at least not literally. You could walk past a family living on the street and look to your left and find a black gate leading into a high-security building. Coming from a little country like Denmark where you don’t have that kind of property; It was shocking, but I quickly learned that being doesn’t mean you’re unhappy.
We had settled into the hotel and had a good night sleep; we were up next morning heading for one of our sisters school in Pune. This I had looked forward to, seeing how the school system worked. After having a very bumpy ride, we arrived at the school. It was still January, so the sun was slow to rise meaning it actually was somewhat cold, but when we mean cold in Pune, we mean a few goosebumps though we still wear shorts for the boys and t-shirts for the girls. The children, on the other hand, wearing jackets and sweaters. They stood in rows military style with their teachers in front though children being children they still played around with each other. They stared but this time, it was different, they stared in awe. When you walked past them, you could hear the girls giggle.

 

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Being on this school reminded me of a quote I found by Barack Obama himself;

“Children are the living messages we send to a time we will not see.”

I’ve always heard that one day shortly India will become the next superpower or, at least, the next huge economy. They are going to push America of their pedestal and take it for themselves, but though I do think they have a long way to go, seeing those kids though made me wonder if a nation needed something or someone to safe it or move it up in the world – it would have to be the next generation of bright minds. Young, brilliant minds that can compete but also work with each other. In my country, my generation is called the “lost generation” Nasty term I know, shouldn’t the next generation be the golden generation if we want a bright future? These kids are just that; the bright generation. Give the power to the children and they’ll give it back one day, give the love to the children at they’ll give it back someday.

But these kids didn’t know this, of course. Instead, they worked hard, and I’m sure they loved coming there anymore because you learn to appreciate something when there are so many others that don’t have it. I think that was the beauty of this experience; that they didn’t know they were may save their country someday. I’m not sure if it was just because they were showing off or because they actually mean it, but the kids at that school smiled and loved being there compared to a lot of children around the world who hate going to school. They also need to fight more and work harder to get what they want compared to my country were education’s free, and it’s so much easier to slack through the system.

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In Denmark, you start in school at the age of six years old without any form of real ground education, but at this school kids down to the age of four were in school. They were creatively learning to count by playing with different buttons and putting them into small formation either creating a smiley or just a mere snake. You would think they were robbed of their childhood of playing around, but they weren’t. The picture above shows a group of kids on roller skates talking better English than I do. Just because they learned it from a young age.
I was deeply inspired by this visit to Vidya Valley School and loved seeing how their system worked compared to ours. They seemed to have found a good balance between fun and discipline plus all of the kids worked to be creative and innovative which is a well-known future for India. Young entrepreneurs looking to make it int he world.

The last picture I have is of a group of girls that always laughed and giggled behind and finally they asked for a picture. We took pictures with them and of them. I’ll never forget these girls and their free spirits.

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The globalized world

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I know I’ve been away and I haven’t updated but I have a big favor to ask of my lovely followers. This week I’m doing a project at my school and we have about the globalized world. So my friend and I made some question for you and I would meen a lot if you used a minute to answer.

Thanks it would so much!!

https://www.surveymonkey.com/s/B6SSQQD

– Amy

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I’m so…..

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Jesus I’m so stupid!! So I was running a little late this morning because I was sleeping to long.
When I was almost done with all the stuff I do in the morning I went upstairs to get me phone and on my way down I fell on the stairs because of my stupid shoes. Now I’m laying in my bed with ice on my back and feeling sorry for my self.

Just a normal day…

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Long time no see

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So I just caught my self talking to my self. That was when I realised that I really should write to you. I feel bad ’cause I haven’t written for so many weeks that I can’t even count them. My life is so stressed and I’m actually considering dyeing because of all the homework. It’s harder being in 9th grade then I imagined. I just like writing to you guys. it’s my way to put all my thought out of my head which is so freaking awesome. And yes I did just said freaking instead of cursing, I’m trying not to curse anymore. I’m 15 now and I feel like I should grow up!!

Well I’m back sweet honey’s!!!!

XO Amy 🙂

Teenage Stress

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Oh damn it’s exam time. It makes you nervous in your stomach. It makes you question if your good enough. It’s hard for you to sleep at night ’cause you are going trough the list of what you have to do before the exams.

There is something I don’t get. Often people say that when your teenager it’s hard for you to concentrate ’cause of all the hormones. Then why the f**k is the hardest time in school when your teenager. I doesn’t make any sense. The time we shall be most focused is the time when it’s hardest to be. It’s just too much for us. All the fun just slips away slowly and for some reason it just gets harder the older you get in the teenage age.

I know that even though I say to me self relax it’s going to be fin. It’s not like you’ll be dying if you get a little grade, but no matter how many times you say it to your self it just keeps hunting you until it’s over and maybe also after it’s over. You always compare to what the other in the class got and you say to your self that you don’t care and maybe you really don’t care what others think of you. But it isn’t just what they think but also what you think of your self and what job you did.

 

Do you have any exams soon or now?

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A life of a teenager – monday

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Normally i hate mondays but it’s break from school which makes the day great. Im a normal teenager who sleeps long in the morning, but today I woke up earlier then usual. I needed to do something with my day ’cause you have to enjoy the Break when you can and I admit I really wanted to try some of my new clothes!!I admit I am a big shoppper ’cause i love to shop. I don’t do it just to use money but because I love the feeling of buying new things. I just needed to show my new clothes to someone, so I made plans my best friends to meet them at my friend house ’cause they are moving and I wanted to help them, but it ended with eating cake instead, but at least I had some of my new clothes on!!!!

My homework is always in my head i think the thought of homework is stalking me – seriously I mean it. it doesn’t go away until im done with all of it. It’s really depressing! Even in the break the thought of homework is always there. I feel so bad when I haven’t finished it! It’s like this little person in my head who always reminds me of what im trying to ignorre. I hate that little person always busing me around.

I was running today for the first time in almost a year and it was great eventhough it wasen’t for more then just 25 min. It still was great. You see I have/had this big problem with my knees so im starting from the beginning. I can’t wait to go running on Wednesday. Right before I go running or something else I always wanna back out and find a reason not to go so I always need a little push. Today I pushed my life after a long time considering to not do to go running but well I did and im proud of my self.

– Amy                                                   Ps. I know the picture does not make sense, but i love it

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Future

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I’m so afraid of what is going to come. I know some of you already know what you are going to do in the future, but most of us is lost and we fear it. I remember from when I was little I always dreamed about my future. What it was going to be like to be a grown up. I remember that I always dreamed about a big white house and a lot of money so I didn’t have to care about what I would buy. Now I know that I have to work for it and what if I never finds out what to do with my life. So many worries…

Now that we are older a lot of people asks us what we are going to be in the future and you really wish that you know but you are just lost. They’ll keep asking until you know personally i’ve learned that I shouldn’t care about others already knows what they are going to be. You are so jealous that you don’t have your life figured out. Future is about your dreams what do you wanna be and how do you wanna be like. You’ll never stop dreaming and you shouldn’t ’cause you work more for it when you really want it.

So are dreams and future the same thing im not sure ’cause dreaming is like wanting something really bad and like I wrote before when you really wants something you’ll get it, but it’s not all your dreams are like that some dreams are fantasy and some we like to stay like that. f.eks you’ll dream about being in another world like sometimes i wish for something bigger then this world sometimes i wish that f.eks there existed vampires not because i think it’s a great thing but because it’s something different and because they can do things that we humans only dream off.

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