As all the students get up to grab their bags and leave, I turn to Amanda and say,
“hey Amanda, would you want to exchange phone numbers so we can do the homework for next week.” The words get out from my mouth very quickly, since I had been thinking about what to say during the lecture and had carefully prepared this sentence as if I was going to address the President.
“Yea what a brilliant idea. I can sense that I will need some support for this class. I have to check my phone though, because …show more content…
of A. In fact, the only other countries I had been to previously are Australia and Thailand. So not only is this my first time in the U.S, but my first time in the Western Hemisfea. I am really excited for this semesta and my travels and adventas here.”
“I really like the way you says hemisphere like hemisfea,” I interrupt, awkwardly trying to imitate her accent.
“Thank you, everyone enjoys a foreign accent. It’s funny because back in Auckland, I never considered myself to be a New Zealanda, you know what I mean. I always identified myself as Scottish because both of my parents are from Scotland. But hea, everyone refers to me as that girl from New Zealand. It’s strange how you don’t really realize your nationality until you go somewhere abroad, and you especially don’t realize you have an accent until you go to another country.“
“Out of every college in America, how did you end up here?”
“Well this is how it works for students from my university. If you want to study abroad in the States there are fifteen options. You rank your top 10 and they try and place you at your top choice. It’s surprisingly competitive and most students either want to be in New York or in California. This university was actually number 10 for me, because I originally wanted to be in a more urban setting. But I can’t complain. So far I love this place and am really glad they put me …show more content…
Even though I don’t have a meal plan this year, I enjoy going to the cafeteria occasionally. Not for the food, which is quite greasy and bland, but just to be in an environment where I can see so many different types of college students eating, which is definitely a unique social experience. The athletes, nerds, skaters, fraternity brothers, sorority sisters, international students and many more.
I try pushing open the sturdy door for a few moments, until I realize that it is a pull door. So much for coming off smoothly with this girl, but Amanda gives a sympathetic laugh and says, “I can’t tell you how many times that has happened to me already.”
Once we get inside the enormous bustling cafeteria she says,
“The food here is not so nice, but then again I have been eating almost entirely at the cafeteria. For some reason, the university makes all foreign students purchase meal plans, even though I would much prefa making my own food in my dorm. Maybe the administratas think us foreignas can 't fend for