Kuchen Klauen
When it is your birthday in Germany, you either bake a cake or a friend does it for you. Then, you carry the cake around all day and give people slices all day long. : ) Well it happened to be a sorta-friend of mine's birthday sometime last week, and I had already had a slice and was on my way home, but she didn't want to carry around the cake anymore so she just cut me another huge slice before I left. I was walking out of the school carrying this cake and thinking something to the effect of "Wow, don't I look cool as the American? Huge slice of cake, just sitting on my hand." Then two guys in my grade walked past me, and being nice seemed like a good idea so..."Hey! Möchtet ihr ein bisschen Kuchen?"
(Hey, do you guys want a little cake?)
"Uhmm... vielleicht ist es giftig.... warum willst du es nicht?"
(uhmm... maybe it is poisonous... why don't you want it?"
Evil glare from Lissa:
"Nein, ich habe gerade es bekommen und ich habe nicht so viel Hunger."
(No, I just got it, and I am not very hungy."
He takes the entire piece of cake.
"Okay, fine."
A couple days later, the two guys are retelling the store, trying to make me seem a little odd for carrying around this piece of cake and offering it to people. I immediately jumped in saying,
"Ich habe nur ein bisschen gemeint. Nicht die ganze Stuck! Du hast mein Kuchen gegessen." : (
(I meant only a little piece. Not the entire slice! You ate my cake...)
One of the boys started laughing, the one who had taken it, looked at me:
"Echt? Es tut mir leid! Ich bringe dir Kuchen!"
(Really? I am sorry! I'll bring you cake!)
I just started laughing at the thought. He is my neighbor, and he went on to tell me about how he would bake it and bring me an entire cake the next day, Sunday. I was only kidding, enjoying being a little feisty, and everyone was laughing, enjoying the thought of these two boys stealing my cake. : )
.Monday morning before school, I see him sitting in the cafeteria, and I decide my fun isn't quite up yet:
"Hey! Wo ist mein Kuchen? Ich habe nie mein Kuchen bekommen..."
(Hey! Where is my cake? I never got my cake...)
He said he was sorry and started typing a reminder on his phone to bring me cake. I had really just been kidding at this point. I didn't really expect a piece of cake from him.
"Hey! Hör auf! Es war nur ein Witz! Ich habe nur Spass gemacht!"
(Hey! Stop! It was only a joke! I was just kidding!"
Nothing happened for two days, the story of the cake kinda disappeared. Until leaving Physics yesterday when he showed up at my desk with a bag from a bakery in his hand and happily presented my cake. : ) I was very happy and surprised, but it made me laugh so hard to think that he had really done it. I rode the train home during my break, eating my cake with a smile on my face.
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Krankenheit
Yesterday, I went to school with a little sore throat, thinking nothing of it and deciding I was a big girl. I went through the day slowly acquiring more health worries like congested and stuff like that. No fun. One of my friends even asked me during the break if I had a cold, I still didn't think too much of it. As I was going to bed, I realized I was having troubles breathing, my ears were popping as I laid down, and my throat was killing me. I was sick, but I knew that I wanted to keep going on with life because I was done being sick in Germany. However, this morning, I was laying in bed feeling the epitome of sick. It is always worse in the early morning. : ( I stayed home from school today, and while telling my host parents, I felt so stupid: I have been sick three times since I have gotten here. The other two times with persistent colds that just wouldn't go away. What is it? Is it the new atmosphere and weather? The stress? The new germs? I don't know. I was only sick one or two times the entire winter in Texas. I never got annoying little colds. Maybe strep throat once and the flu another time, last year was a horrible combination of both that kept me home for a week. I didn't go to school sick as far as I know in America, but I didn't miss that many days of school. I feel like I am sick here more often now, and it bothers me, but I hate going to school sick because then the entire day, I just end up thinking, "I feel like crap. I want to go home." So far today, I have slept a total of 13 hours, already feeling a little better. Wrapped up in tons of clothes with a nice little scarf around my neck to keep my throat warm; drank special tea; and sat in front of a special red light that is supposed to kill germs.Doctor, doctor! Any ideas?
Not my best writing, but something I just wanted to share. : )
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