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3th April 2012-Bournemouth Glendevon Hotel |
Milan
Kundera wrote "being in a foreign country means walking in a tightrope
high above the ground without the net afforded a person by the country where
you have your family, colleagues and friends, and where you can easily say what
you have to say in a language you have known from childhood".
My
days here in Bournemouth are over and my feelings are mixed. On the one hand ,I'm
happy because I achieved all my goals: I learned a bit of English, I passed my English
certification exam, I managed to survive one year away from home, I was
accepted into the university that I wished to go to and the most important
thing; I met a lot of good people. By the way, I’m sad because I leave behind a
lovely county full of good people.
I would
like to thank Rotaract for giving me the opportunity to give back a bit of what
the UK has given to me. I will remember all those good days: Amy-a-Thon,
Fork-You, Rotaract-Rocks and all the laughs that I stole.
I'm already
missing you guys, all those important facts about Britain, all those loudly
laughs, all those lovely hugs, the lovely and the evil sister, the dominant
male, my lovely Turkish girl and all the kindness of the club. When one tree is
gone it leaves a large emptiness. In my
case I think that new forest has been taken
away from me. God bless you all, God
bless Rotaract and and God bless the land that I learned to love through you. Many,
many thanks to all of you!
...if
that makes sense
Juan
Padilla
Coque I o.u another one ;)
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