Estonian Day No. 43.

In ajakirjandus, we had to do poster about the history of the Estonian journalism - as a time line. I joined a nice group and they decided to do it different than the others. So first they drew the time line zig-zagging across the paper. I helped doing the design. Then I said - as a joke! - "hey, you wanna do it different? Let's do it in English!"

And we did. That was nice, but unfortunately we didn't have enough time to finish it. So we'll do that in the next lesson. 

Matemaatika was funny as always. The teacher explained two different systems of how to write numbers to us. I understood, but many others didn't. That was kinda amusing. I mean, I'm not happy that half of the class doesn't understand, I'm just quite proud of myself when I get what the teacher says even when it's Estonian. I tried to help Ivika, but as usually I was very bad at explaining. :(

In kehaline, there was a moment when the teacher tried to demonstrate something with me and explained it shortly in fast Estonian. I looked at her, confused, and somebody said: "Ta on sakslane!" What did the teacher answer? "Ma tean, ma tean...!" That was weird but somehow funny, too.

Later in the same lesson, Ivika asked me if she and Airen-Anett could interview me for the school newspaper. I agreed. After school, I went with Triin and Kristi to the supermarket near the school and wanted to go home afterwards, when I got a call from my host mother's mobile phone. It was Ivika. I hadn't quite got the fact that she wanted to do the interview right after the lessons. So I went back to school and talked about my Estonian life. In English. That was nice.

Back home, I got quite confused. Leonie called and talked to me in our normal, fast German. Then Ilona came home and we communicated in half English, half Estonian. Sitting on the computer, Kristi chatted with me in English, mixed with some Estonian words from time to time, when Jonas came online and wrote to me in German. So, as always, it was hard not to mix all the languages up! But it was nice to talk to all of  them. Just kinda difficult.

I just finished baking muffins. Cutting in general isn't very nice. And cutting yourself within the first two minutes of baking that will take you more than an hour is not exactly what I would recommend. Cutting yourself in exactly the same place two minutes later is nothing I would recommend at all. Now I'm writing my blog while my muffins more or less slowly (okay, rather less slowly) vanish - depending on how often my brothers and my father walk more or less accidentally (okay, rather less accidentally) along the kitchen. Well, that's a big compliment, isn't it? :D

Later the same day.


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