Hey everyone! I've been slacking a little on the posting recently, haven't I? Well, I'd like to make it up to you. This week I'm going to try to write something everyday. That's right, EVERYDAY. Now, I'm not 100% sure that I'll meet this goal, but I guess I have to try my best now that I've put it out on the Internet for the world to read.
Well, here goes, day one of the blog marathon. I'm going to start you off small anecdote, because I don't want to overwhelm you with so much reading after such a long dry spell… Just kidding, that's not why. It's because I've waited until 11:16pm to write this and I want to go to bed. See? It's the first day and I'm already procrastinating.
So this is just a little story about a small thing that brightened my day today:
Today in my sports class—which was just a theory class, we weren't actually playing any sports—Nina brought in Mettbrötchen. Mettbrötchen is a typical German food consisting of Mett, a type of raw ground meat with spices, and Brötchen, bread rolls. Eat together as a sandwich with some onions, this is a strange yet tasty snack. She brought the meat and rolls into class and left them on a desk for us to assemble for ourselves. I let the other students go before for me as I was content reading Harry Potter (in German) as I waited. When I got up to get my Mettbrötchen, I saw that there was only Mett left, and no Brötchen. My sports teacher also noticed this and suggested that I just eat the Mett alone. I assume he meant that as a joke; eat plain, raw meat? No thanks.
So then my teacher called another student up to his desk, took out a euro from his wallet, and told the student to go buy me a roll from the cafeteria.
When the student got back with the roll I cut it open and began putting meat on it. I must have looked like I was struggling, because then my teacher came over, took the roll and knife from me and spread the meat on himself. He even sprinkled on some onions for me. He handed me the Mettbrötchen and I said, "Vielen Dank!" (Many thanks).
I was so touched that he'd gone to so much trouble to make sure that I got some Mettbrötchen. It was especially nice because I never really understand what's happening in his class and I end up just sitting there most of the time. This teacher always makes me feel like a part of the class. He's just a pretty awesome person in general. He often buys coffee for all of the students in our class. And even though he speaks hardly any English, he will occasionally say a few words in English, which always causes me to giggle.
So, many thanks to my sport teacher; I hereby dedicate this post to him. And here's to a successful blog marathon!
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