Wednesday, May 31, 2017

The Secret Life of an Exchange Student

     Hey there everybody! Glad to be back and writing again! If you've read the title of this article than you can probably guess that this update is about all the secrets and more so the hardships exchange students go through on their year abroad. Now before I start writing away...let me first give credit where credit is due. I was influenced to write this article based on Cristian Fabiano's article "What Exchange Students Don't Tell You" (link: http://crisgoesabroad.blogspot.it/2017/05/what-exchange-students-dont-tell-you.html ) I found everything he described extremely relatable and decided share my own perspective on the matter! Without further adieu, here's the truth about the secret life of an exchange student. 

"Everyone sees what you appear to be, few experience what you really are." 

     This is a quote that I find defines my exchange life perfectly. If we're being completely honest here, I don't want my friends and family to know about the struggles I've gone through on exchange. It's just the truth. I want them to see the pictures of me snorkeling in a coral reef, tanning on a yacht, and enjoying gelato on the beach and think, 'Wow, she's having the time of her life.' I've definitely mastered this concept of only showing people the bright sides of my exchange, because my photos still get those 'You're so lucky!' comments. However, here I am at the end of my exchange year, and honestly I'm enjoying the best parts because I've already been through the hard stuff. By now I'm fluent in Italian, have established my friend group, and am filling every day with fun activities because I know I'm leaving soon. So yes, right now I'm exceptionally happy because I can efficiently communicate with everybody. But after 8 months of only showing the good, I'd like to get the hardships off my chest. 
     Let's start with host families. I cannot express to you how important your host family is. They are supposed to treat you like their son/daughter for the period of time that you're living with them. And for starters, I'd like to say how unbelievably lucky I am to have received the host family I have. They deserve Host Parents of the Decade Award for giving me some of the greatest memories, along with providing the genuine love and support that I needed this year. However...this is an article about the difficulties of host families, and truth be told I didn't experience the hard parts first hand, because I was extremely lucky. Unfortunately, many of my exchange friends were not as lucky.
     As an exchange student you don't get to pick your host family, however you are "assured" that if you have any issues with the one you are given that they will find you a replacement family ASAP. Now I'm sure that in extreme cases like abuse or neglect they immediately remove you from the home, but some of my friends went through intense verbal attacks (one so terrible that she recorded 20 minutes of her host mom yelling at her as proof), unfairness, and refusal to be driven anywhere. Refusal to be driven is a bigger deal than people understand. Some people owe the isolation and loneliness of their exchange to their host families inability to take them anywhere. If you can't go out, you don't bond with friends and you don't establish a friend group. 
     Your host family is supposed to treat you as their own, and instead some of us are met with judgement and constant comparison to our family's actual son/daughter. And let's be real for a second, sometimes there is nothing you need more than to be held by a mother "figure" and be told that everything is alright. We don't always get that. Believe me, being deprived of affection like that is nothing you're actually prepared for, nor do you consider it before departing. 
     Now on to school and classmates. When you come abroad, one of the things you're the most excited about is your first day of school.
Even I, someone who has moved schools 4 too many times, was looking forward to that day, and it was great!        Everybody is curious about you. You're foreign, maybe your accent is cute, you're probably an adventurous and fun looking person (props to you for being brave enough to move to another country!). However, the fascination and the questions die down. Now you're really starting to learn the language. You push yourself to speak even though you're making a million mistakes. And yeah it's funny for the first month or two when they tease you about your pronunciation or accent, but after a while it seems less lighthearted and more...

     'Don't you think you should have already mastered the language by now?'
     'You're making really simple mistakes...you should know this stuff.'  
     'You would think you were better after almost a year here...'

                                 - comments received every day

     Look, the truth is that they don't understand. Many of them will never understand. They begin getting impatient when you take too long to string a sentence together, they correct your grammar with attitude, and they laugh at you. What they fail to see is that when you learn a new language, you can understand more than you can speak. And in the beginning, they talk about what you're wearing, your funny accent, and judge your personality without realizing that you can understand them. But you want friends, you need friends, so you pretend that you don't get it and smile. 
     I already did an article about loneliness and homesickness, so I'm not going to get too into it. But the reality of it is that it's unavoidable. You can feel lonely in a classroom with people who are nice to you. You can feel lonely when you're having dinner with your family. You just tend to feel lonely, and it's because you're trapped in your own body. You can't express yourself like how you do in your native language. You can't tell people the really funny thing that happened today because you can't translate everything fast enough for people to get the humor. People want to know why you're upset, and you literally can't put it into words, let alone translate those
words, so you just end up more upset. In the end, it's just easier to hide in the bathroom stall or cry into your pillow than it is to actually talk to anybody. Everything just kind of stays pent up. 
     They tell you before going on exchange that it's best if you don't hang out too often with other exchange students. There's some reason to that - you'll learn the language faster and throw yourself into your new culture more efficiently. But without other exchange students, you feel really alone. Like I mentioned before, nobody understands what it's like to be an exchange student. We don't want to tell them that we stayed up sobbing until 2 a.m. because we can't communicate our feelings. We don't want them to know that school is not a place where we have fun and practice our language, but rather where we feel the most judged. They don't understand. And unless they're exchange students they never will. If you can find another student with your program, get in contact with them. Believe me it's for the better, because a lot of the time they're the only ones who understand you. 
     I didn't write this article to scare anybody out of doing their exchange. In fact I wrote it for friends, families (+ host), and teachers of exchange students...perhaps to see if I can help you understand? We may keep a big chunk of our lives secret from you. It's not a trust thing, but we want you to see the best of us. We want you too think that we've successfully established ourselves into our new culture and that we are worthy of our exchange. And don't think for a second that we're not trying, we put up a stronger fight than you think. And in exchange for our bravery, all we ask for is patience and understanding. 

     Thank you for reading! I am a little nervous that I scared off some potential exchange students, so my next article will be about all of the amazing benefits to studying abroad! I hope to see you guys soon!

~ Nicole Solomon xoxo


Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Long Time No See!

     Hello there! Well, it's certainly been a while hasn't it... 4 months to be exact.

     Things kind of slowed down from January to April. The weather stayed gray and gloomy for far too long and it seemed to have reflected onto my spirits. I fell into a routine which became so normal to me that I felt no need to write about it. But now the sun is shining, the ocean is sparkling, and happiness is in the air! This month I've been through some amazing experiences and I am ready to share them! 
     A couple weeks ago, Rotary organized an exchange student weekend in Iglesias, Sardinia, for all the Italy inbounds who live on the island. It was amazing seeing all my worldwide friends on the island again! We had two full days to spend on the famous Sardinian beaches, and even visited a mineral mine! That's a check off of my bucket list! It was our last RYE reunion until the Tour of Europe, which not everybody is going on. It's really strange to think how little time we have left, and knowing that we need to make the most of it!


     On to more current news - last weekend my host- mom and sister (Giovanna and Giulia) and I flew to Rome! I brought along with me one of my best friends Regina! ... I have no words to explain how amazed and enchanted I was by Rome. Perhaps charmed is the correct word? It was my third time visiting Rome...but something about this time around. Walking around with free time, no limitations or schedules to follow, and being with a friend just made the experience amazing. Rome is an astonishing place. An open museum in a city as they say. The art, the sculptures, the classic and original architecture and Italian streets, are just mind blowing. I fell in love with Rome, and no doubt left a piece of my heart there - meaning I'm just going to have to return every once in a while to check in. 
      Regina and I spent an entire day alone at the Colosseum. We ate an Italian lunch sitting on the wall across from it. She worked on some things for school, I listened to music, and we both got lost in our thoughts staring at the ancient roman building. It's amazing how you can sit and stare at a piece of architecture for an entire day, and still want to go back and do it over and over again. 
     Our second day in Rome Regina and I were joined Giulia and Giovanna. We spent our day roaming around and admiring Trevi Fountain, the Spanish Steps, and Piazza Venezia. I can honestly say that Rome truly is one of the most beautiful cities in the world. And I've gained a new appreciation and passionate love for Rome. 


     As of right now, I have returned back home to my beloved Sardinia. And I am finally getting to experience the summer weather on this breathtaking island. I need to cherish every moment I have left here. 3 more weeks left with my wonderful family, friends, and the most beautiful beaches in the world before I depart for the Euro Tour. 
     I'll be writing again soon! 

  ~Nicole Solomon xoxo