Hello, all together in Schönbach

I think it is necessary to write in English today, because tomorrow I have a test and writing my blog in English is like an exercise for me. Today I show you my last class.

You see, I'm really the oldest in this group. Even our teacher (she is wearing the traditional hijab - the original name of the islamic headscarf) Yusra was about 20 years younger than me. But as you can see: a really international group: One German (with Russian roots), one Italy, one Austria, one Dane, three Southkorean, three from Brazil, one from Mexico and one from Venezuela.

What else happened in the last few days. The story about my mug I told you the last week - oh - I have to admit that on Sunday afternoon a toke the bait and went to Eaton Center to buy some clothes. Yes I know that I shouldn't do this, but the temptation was too big - many clothes were sold about 20% or 30% reduced and so I bought a really cool Timberland pullover and a black fleece jacket - you have to know, that next Saturday there is a big feast in the Parish and the Archbishop will come. So I need something more formal to wear - dress code - and that's the reason (and of course: Clothes are rather cheap here in comparison to Europe - even if you are focused on quality).

Yes - and as a little message to the third class of the secondary school in Schönbach: I'm so sorry, but I think I am going to win the wager we made just exactly one year and eight month ago. I'm still not smoking - and I like it and I feel really a lot of better than I felt in the time when I was a smoker.

I appeal: Don't be a jerk and begin this stupid addiction; it cost's a lot of money (I think the value of a car in the twenty years I was smoking) and it's really hard to kick this habit. But I also know, that appealings of adults are often rather senseless. I try it anyway.

So I finish now as a usually finish my blogposts with my traditional

God bless you all together