End of the year parties

Okay I think I've put off writing long enough....

On Monday I went to Brussels with Caleb. We (I should say I) bought souvenirs and walked around the city doing some shopping. After that we went into ChiChi's for some margaritas and chips and salsa. I really miss good Mexican food.  A couple days later, we did the same, but with Madeleine and Skyler and an XXL margarita. We're shameless.

A couple days after that (sorry, everything is starting to blend together so I don't know exactly how many days are in between things) I went to a party at my friend Marine's house. We played drinking games and had a BBQ before we were all to find out whether or not we passed. Everyone was incredibly stressed out, some were even crying. I was not (for obvious reasons). Mostly everyone passed. Only eleven have to take exams over again in August, and four have to redo the entire year over again.

I had to chug an entire (really disgusting) beer because of the game we were playing (I didn't lose or anything, I just had really bad luck)

After that, I went to a party at my friend Maxime's house. Everyone had to call me "Nicole Nicole" or else they'd have to take a drink. We stayed up allllll night (which looking back now, it wasn't very smart of me to do that) and it was a lot of fun. I took the bus at 7am and I got home at 8. I slept for three hours and then Keaton woke me up and I had to go meet him in Namur so we could go to Kaari's. Kaari and I got ready and then we all headed to the ball at the Château Vivier L'Agneau. It was so much fun! I saw all of my friends there and I had a great time. I was deadddd tired by the last hour though, so I sat it out and talked with some other friends, which is okay because the music got worse and worse. After that we headed back to Kaari's and went to sleep.

My principal lol 

On Tuesday, I went to the proclamation. It was the last time all of the rhétos would be together, which was really weird. I saw all of my friends go up and get their diplomas, and then my principal decided to embarrass me by talking about the exchange students at the school, and he made us go up too in front of everyone. After that, we all had to walk out and say goodbye, but I absolutely hate goodbyes and just couldn't do it so I left earlier.

The next day I was supposed to go kayaking, but AFS Namur cancelled the activity because of the weather, though it didn't rain that day. Oh well, maybe later on in life. Now I'm just waiting for the orientation this weekend, our final one. Mostly everyone should be there and it'll be great to see everyone again. After that, I'll have only four days left until I have to get on a plane back home. But worst of all, I'll have to start packing (ugh). I'll update after the orientation if I can.




À tantôt,


Nicole

Bruges for the fourth and final time

Hey everyone. My year is quickly coming to a close. I'm trying to fit in as much as I can in these last few weeks. I bought a go pass yesterday and I went to Bruges with my friends Caleb, Claire, and Madeleine. We had a great time just wandering around the city.

I can't believe this is the last time I will go to this city for at least two years. It's such a beautiful place and I will miss it. 

I've been doing exams these past two weeks, but I'll be done on Tuesday. After that I have a few parties to go to and my bal des rhétos. I'm going to Brussels on Monday and maybe somewhere else to use up my go pass. I'll keep you updated.

Less than one month left in Belgium

As you read in the title, I have less than a month left to go... and I'm definitely in full panic mode! Everything here is getting better and better, and I've been doing so much. But without further ado, let me talk about all of those things that I've been doing.


Last Friday I went to the Lana Del Rey concert in Brussels. It was amazing! For those of you who don't know, she's a singer who lent her voice to the soundtrack of The Great Gatsby, and her most popular song is probably Video Games. She's an acquired taste for some. I'd been waiting for this concert since October or November, and it was well worth the wait!! I went to Kaari's after school, and after eating a little bit we went straight to Forest National. There were tons of people in the venue, but it was quite small. Lana Del Rey was so nice! She spent over 30 minutes greeting fans - thanking them for coming, signing autographs (even searching for a pen for over a minute from her staff), accepting gifts, and taking pictures (even taking them herself), and she never rushed through it. I was envious of the people up front, but we had a great time. She sounds just as she does on record. It was a great concert, I sang along with all of her songs.

The next day, it was finally nice outside in Belgium so Kaari and I decided to lay out in the sun. It was the first of June, and it was really the first real sunny day that has stuck around. It's odd; the first snow was on the first of December, and the first sunny day was on the first of June. I guess it's full circle now.

On Tuesday, I had my last classes in Geography, History, French, and my main English classes. On Wednesday, I had my last two English classes, and I said goodbye to the deuxième class I had been with nearly the entire year - people I know I will never see again. At times they were exhausting, but I'll miss them. I spent the break teaching them how to say random words in English (most of them were vulgar of course, but what can you do). I went to my last class of my year in Belgium with mixed feelings. I was sad it was the end for me, because I know there's an incredible finality that comes with the end of the year. It was strange, because everyone was sad about their last class, panicking as if they wouldn't see each other in such a small country. It was different than my last day of my senior year, because I wasn't as sad this year, and I knew that everyone here would see each other again, or at least the people that mattered. But (selfishly, of course) I was thinking about how my year here is ending, and in all likelihood I won't see many of these people ever again.

 My last English class

My last afternoon of class at Institut de la Providence Champion

The next two days, my exams started. French was the first exam, and I think I did okay. I wasn't able to finish because there were so many questions, but I did as best as I could. I had my main English exam, but I did it in French. I think I did rather well on that one. She said I didn't have to do the oral exam because she knew I could speak French, so I was able to leave early. The past three days have had glorious weather, so I've been sitting outside and studying or reading because I'm more pale than I have ever been in my entire life.


 I have a few exams left (French oral exam, English + oral, geography, and socio) and then I'm completely done. I'm going over to a few Belgian friends' houses after exams, and then it's my bal des rhétos on the 22nd. After that I'm going kayaking with AFS Namur and then to the end of stay orientation. I can't believe I'm even typing that. I'm sorry if I'm sounding redundant, but I can't believe I'm about to leave. I think I'll have a huge culture shock going back compared to when I came here. Anyway, I'll keep you updated.




 À bientôt,



Nicole

10(0) Jours des Rhétos, The Great Gatsby, and plans for the future

Hello everyone!

Last Wednesday, my school had their 10 jours des rhétos. Normally it's 100 jours, but a bunch of people got us in trouble on our voyage, so we had it a bit later. On this day, all of the students of rhétorique dress up in costume and run around terrorizing the other students. When I got to school, I was immediately greeted by my fellow classmates, yielding hair gel, confetti, zip ties, and more. It was a nightmare. As everyone (besides teachers and rhétos) entered the school, they got globs of hair gel all over them, and were drawn on with lipstick.

At first I felt really mean, and I didn't want to put gel on anyone. My friends explained to me that they've gone through it for the past five years, so they had a lot of steam built up. They also said that with each passing year, it gets more and more tepid, so I felt a little better. Apparently they used to be able to use eggs and flour, but now it's forbidden. During my host sister's year, they put garlic in the hair gel and it smelled for months, but that was forbidden now too. I got into it when I saw some students trying to hide from getting gelled, those people got it worse than anyone else (and rightfully so).

Besides terrorizing the younger students, the rhétos were also exempt from all classes that day, and we did activities the entire day. My class even won the costume contest! Because it was a Wednesday, we were all finished by around 1 or 2, so many went to Namur afterwards to get a drink.

Sixième B

les rhétos

Representing the US, of course

On Friday I went to Louvain-La-Neuve and met up with Madeleine. We ate dinner at her house and then watched The Great Gatsby. After that we went to a bar and had a few drinks, then went back to her house to sleep because it was past midnight by then. The next day, she and I went to Brussels. Avenue Louise is where all the shops are, so we decided to do some retail therapy.
This past week was my last full week of school. I'm going to a Lana Del Rey concert in Brussels with Kaari on Friday (I'm super excited for that one, but I can't believe it's already happening, I bought the ticket in November!) and I start my exams June 6th. 

My first exam is French, which really sucks. I'm also taking English, English (but I'm doing it in French), Geography, and Socio. So we'll see how that goes. Then I have my bal des rhétos on June 22, which is probably the last soirée I'll have a chance to go to. I'm inviting a few exchange student friends too. In between all of that, I'm gonna try and find time to go to Bruges and Ghent, and maybe a few other cities too. Maybe Maastricht or Cologne as well. I also might go kayaking! It's AFS Namur's last activity, and if the weather is alright and it's not too expensive I'll go. But hopefully they're double seat kayaks so I can just have someone paddle for me... and hopefully we don't flip over!

As I'm writing this, I have 36 days left in Belgium. I don't even know how to feel about that yet. Part of me is so happy to be going home, but part of me is starting to panic. Belgium is part of my life now, and I don't know how it will ever not be. I don't know how I'm supposed to live without something so ingrained in me. I'm so grateful for my life back home, but which one is home? I'm being pulled from two different directions, and each day seems to be getting shorter and shorter. I can imagine how my life would have been had I been born here, lived here, so easily. But I wasn't, and I must go home eventually. 

“We exist because we exist... We could imagine all sorts of universes unlike this one, but this is the one that happened.” Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

I know, even now, that my life will forever be impacted by this year. 

À la prochaine,

Nicole

Malines Holocaust Museum/Fort Breendonk

If you're reading this and you haven't read my last update about parties in LLN/MeF, Mexican food, or Brussels, STOP. But if you have (and maybe, it's been a week) keep reading.


The museum is near Antwerp, which is almost two hours away by train, so my school wanted us to be there early. I got there at 7:15, and we loaded onto the travel bus. It was close to a two hour train ride, so I popped in my headphones, put on some music, and fell right asleep. We got to Malines around 9:30, but apparently that was too early. Our tour wasn't until 10:30, so we all went to a Panos (kind of like a Subway but worse) and got coffee.

Our group split into two and we started off with the tour. The first floor was about the lives of Jewish Belgians before the war.

They had to register as Jews or face penalties

Every wall was covered with photos of the over 25,800 people who passed through Malines. 

Some were of silhouettes, some of young children. 

A photograph of the entrance into Auschwitz-Birkenau

This transport really stuck with me. 1000 people left on Transport 4. One (Simon Gutfreund, age 18) escaped, but was later captured and sent to Auschwitz in the next transport. 82.5% were immediately gassed upon arrival. Of the 104 men and 71 women who weren't gassed immediately, none survived. 

Every transport would wait in this room before being shipped to Auschwitz-Birkenau. There were 28 transports. It was only until you sat on the chairs could you hear the names and ages of all of the victims, and they sounded like they were whispering in your ear. While you were standing in the room, you could only hear voices, but as soon as you sat down, it was as if they were speaking right into your ear. Only 5% of those who passed through Malines survived past 1995.

After our visit, we ate lunch and then headed to Breendonk, which was about 15 minutes away. 

Fort Breendonk was used in WWI, but by WWII it was considered obsolete. When the Nazis occupied it, they turned it into a forced labor prison camp. 

Whoever passes this limit will be shot.

So much barbed wire

Respect these places

Men suffered so you could live free

Swastika with the official motto of the SS

My friend Loïc standing against the wall, as prisoners had to do when they were being processed

They had to stand for a long time, some up to ten hours, and if they moved, they would be severely beaten.

The camp commander Lagerkommandant Philipp Schmitt was known to set his German Shepherd dog (called "Lump") loose on the inmates.

Our guide

Inside one of the interrogation cells

Inside an interrogation cell, looking out. This was what the prisoners saw while they were trapped here

Each bunk had 3 levels, each level had to accommodate 4 men. There were 48 men in each room.

The torture chamber and its hook.

Men were handcuffed and the hook was attached to the handcuffs and then raised. Because their hands were behind their backs, their arms would be contorted into painful positions. Doctors were there, but only to make sure the prisoner wouldn't die prematurely. 

Posts where they would assassinate the prisoners

Much more barbed wire.

It was truly a humbling experience going to Breendonk, and I couldn't stop talking about it with my family. I hope you and I have an opportunity to visit more of these places, so we never forget this part of history.

Nicole