Germany. How I love Germany.
Up until the past few weeks,
I have forgotten how much Germany
really means to me. My dad is from Germany,
and taught the first four children in our family how to speak
German growing up. I can speak it fluent. But I never do!
Suddenly, I realized that among my fellow friends,
some of them are from Germany!
Now, I try and speak with them, and
I really stuggle. Ughhh. Frustration is felt.
However, the more I speak, the easier the German gets.
I hope that my German will be like it used to be when I was little,
because my family from Deutschland is coming this summer.
And you know, it probably would be cool if I could talk to them, seeing how
I haven't seen them in years.
Thank you Ari, Jula, Franzi, and the rest
of the Warmbiers.
You really are saving my life.
GO GERMANY!!!
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