Berlin - near my homeland.

I know, that it is hard to explain, but I have to confess that Berlin truly surprised, inspired and amazed me. I did not expect that people would be so nice, caring and helpful.

I arrived in Berlin at night, got lost on the way to my hotel - City Blick. It was quiet, warm and dry night. I could sense some gentle wind of November. This is the way I felt welcomed by a local climate. I was wandering alone with my suitcase, looking for a train to the right area of the city. Finally, I got into a random train, using my Sagittarius' instinct. I got off the vehicle and found myself in the right place, the street, where my hotel was situated. Walking down the Kantstrasse, I noticed the local grocery shop, that was still opened till midnight. I took an opportunity to buy some food because since breakfast I hadn't eaten anything. It was past 11 pm when I got in there. I did quick shopping, purchased a couscous salad, juice, some fruits and obviously my favourite German chocolate - Milka, the taste of my childhood. My Godfather used to bring me a lot of sweets from Germany. I think that he might still live in Berlin. I paid for my stuff. The cashier was polite and friendly and wished me a nice evening. I left the shop and got myself focused on a google map. My sat nav showed me proper directions, but I had a problem with finding the entrance to the hotel. I took a proper glance at the hotel and noticed the correct door for the entrance. On the left side of the door was a key box with a code to enter I was given via email. The owner was informed that I might arrive late that night.
When I opened the door and turned a light on, the view of the interior surprised me positively. I attempted to be quiet, making gentle footsteps. I locked back the door and directed myself towards the long dark stairs. They reminded me of an architectural style of Berlin '30s. I have seen such a style in films. It was an impressive, old fashion corridor with stairs made of wood. I turned a light off and opened another door leading to the corridor with bedrooms. This is another feature of the old Berlin architecture style in the '30s. I felt amused. I found my bedroom, opened the door and entered a warm and cosy interior. I felt so exhausted, my legs were sore. I took some photos, refreshed myself and went to bed. I chatted to my boyfriend, sent him some photos and informed how happy I was. I fell asleep.

Next day, after breakfast, which tasted like a Polish one I left the hotel and took myself on the long walk to the city. I planned my journey before, so I was prepared to visit a few important places in Berlin. The Sun was striking with bright beams, accompanying my lone adventure around the city, filled with painful past. The sky was blue and as I was walking down the street I passed plenty of trees full of golden leaves. My plan was to visit Schloss Charlottenburg (Charlottenburg Castle), which was located in the west of the city, then transfer myself to the centre part of the Capital. I was so curious and impatient about this place. It reminded me of my hometown and the other cities around it. It felt like home. I have never felt so confident and familiar outside of my homeland like here. I understood, why so many Poles could feel here very well, despite that in more than seven decades ag it was our enemy's homeland. It is unbelievable.

In my opinion, Berlin is romantic city.

The end of Summer 2018

August has been definitely the most happy month of this year for me. I have achieved GCSE in English - my long term dream came true! In September, I will be back at the College for GCSE maths course. It will be fun, meeting new people, refreshing my skill in maths.
This year, I haven't been abroad, but I miss Poland and would love to go to Kracow with my partner. From Kracow we would take a train to Gdansk and then to Rumia to visit my family.
Poland is so beautiful and developed much last years. I am so touched by this transformation.

 This summer I explored Wells and enjoyed time on a little steam train

This year again, I was fighting anxiety and angina and I can admit that I finally got much better. I know, that it would be beneficial to you if I write a post or article about my battle with depression and how it is to experience it. How to find help and how to fight it by using therapy.
I am shocked every time, when I read how many people struggle with depression, suicidal attempts, anxiety and break down.
Depression is a dangerous evil and it becomes epidemic. We can conclude or debate about causes of it. I know answers to majority questions. My experience with this horrible conditions began when I was just 5 years old and witnessed my mum's own suffer.

The end of Summer may sound nostalgic. Not for me. Yesterday, it was raining heavily all afternoon and I was happy like a bunny in the ash, cause of my passed exam! Nothing is able to take my joy away from me at the moment. I love English weather, rain, cloud, sunny spells. With the weather, the magic atmosphere comes, leaves can dance, touched by the wind and the Sun strikes its golden beams through the swimming clouds. It's time for meditation, burning candles and drinking hot chocolate. It's time for theatre and long walks in forest. Time for snuggling into a cat and watching 'Game of thrones.' 

My GCSE Adventure

Sometimes someone, whom we see occasionally or even less than that (in my case once in a couple of months) may change your life for good or at least help you a lot. This person suddenly appears, gives you just one advice, turns you into right mode and disappears. After that, you are left in a better state than you were found, with your head full of hope and set up for a proper direction.

This is how I feel about meeting Emilia at work one day.

I was considering doing ILETS to study in future, but I found it expensive (70£), risky and without teacher, who could guide me through the preparations. I know that most of people fail their first attempts to ILETS. I am not surprised, because having a teacher is a crucial element in learning foreign language, especially for ILETS.

So that day, when I met Emilia at work I asked her if she had passed her IELTS to get on to University.

I knew, she was born outside UK and has been studying nursing in the UK for some time.

She replied: 'No, I've got GCSE.' She advised me not to do ILETS, but recommended to do GCSE instead.

Emilia made my day and she made up my mind! Next day, I chose to sign up for GCSE at the City College Norwich. I got my interview in few days and received my badge...and did not pay any money!

I though, how lovely it would be to go back to school and feel (become) young again!

Why did I choose City College?

I have got very positive reminiscence of ESOL course, which I completed at the College in 2009.

I believed and trusted that I would have another amazing English teacher, who would guide me to the final exams.

Now, I can honestly say that I have enjoyed my passed year at the college. My GCSE course was interesting adventure and fun!

I have met fantastic people in my classroom, also some foreigners like me!

What I found remarkable and effective in my learning was Actively Learn website, introduced by our teacher. I could practise English for GCSE and receive regular feedback from our teacher. It was great way to learn at home. It was particularly helpful for me as a foreigner.

I am excited about GCSE exams and I am looking forward to them. I am ready to face them with my brand new black pen, I bought especially for this special event!

I know that GCSE course was one of the best choices I have made in my life. We should be proud and happy when we make best choices. So next year, I'll come back to the City College for GCSE Maths course!

I feel like I should invite Emilia for a dinner next time when I see her.

A Short Story Of The Long Royal Veil

The cold facade of the British Monarchy finally began to melt like ice.

Harry and Meghan turned that process on and continue to carry it on beautifully and magically.

There is so much dignity, love, respect, class and modesty in their attitudes. Now, my heart is melting too. It began to melt on The Royal Wedding Day of Prince Harry And Meghan Markle.

I got nearly cried as it was difficult not to. 

In front of two billion people around the world, a young and exquisite woman stood in the most humble and elegant dress, that we could not ever imagine. I just could not believe it was happening...not to the Royal Family! 

I was profound touched and nearly end up with tears. It took me few days to share with you my thoughts about that wedding dress.

This wedding dress was carrying a symbol. A symbol of modesty and what is more important, 

a symbol of change. A good change. 

The main role in Meghan's wedding outfit was playing her veil. It included national flowers from the fifty three countries of the Commonwealth. This is truly fantastic symbol and message to the World.

Meghan's wedding dress was not for fashion show or vanity fair. It represented unity, love and tolerance.

They both have been strongly involved in various charities for many years, so they were extremely delighted to welcome on their Wedding Day those people, whom they helped or continue to do so.

Someone called that Wedding Day 'a spectacle.' It was not a spectacle, but the event of Unity and Change, where all World got invited to witness.

The veil was also carrying Botswana's national flower.

Under that country's sky, Harry and Meghan's love was born...

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