I spent a year in Germany (West Germany at the time) outside of Hamburg as an exchange student. I had no background in the language at all when I went, but after about six months I started feeling pretty comfortable with the language. Here’s a drawing I did of my bedroom in Germany, with every item labeled in German.
The caption is supposed to read: “A short German Lesson with Steve”, but I drew this early on, and the grammar is incorrect. (Ah well). (I’m wearing a sweat shirt that reads “The Crucible” because I’d played the role of Rev. Parris in Aurthur Miller’s play, shortly before leaving the U.S.) ( I think I designed the shirt, too, but not sure about that, now…) One of the books by my side is Mark Twain’s
A Tramp Abroad.
Here is a map of Bergedorf, the town I lived in. I think I mentioned in a previous post that I love drawing maps of the places I go. None of my maps are terribly accurate; they depict places I frequented, and places I choose to remember. I lived on the street with the bold letters, “Fanny-David Weg”. I’ve always thought that was a funny name, but I’ve never forgotten it.
In my map are such places as the “Krankenhaus” X-ray room, where I was taken after fracturing my ankle playing Volleyball; The car named Sophie, driving my host sister back to Bremen; a signpost for “In Keuscheit und Demut” (In chastity and humility), the name of a local dance club; A park where some signs were stolen; A shop where I had all my film developed; And the school I attended, the Bergedorf Gesamtschule. This is where I met Boris, who built the sailboat that we sailed on the Adriatic Sea a year later. I have plenty of drawings and sketches from that summer. I’ll share them eventually.
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… so nice!
Thank you, Mary!