I am now at the airport waiting for our plane to arrive. While waiting I started wondering about how my new school was going to be. It’s quite unbelievable that I am going to begin in a school where the mother language is English, and not the usual Danish. But I have no idea if my parents would let me in a private school, and by that I mean only for people from other nationalities. Just think if they put me in a school full of American people. I mean their English is way to advanced than mine. Would they laugh at me when we had to read? I hope not. Or else I wouldn’t even meet up at school, before I talked with the head of school.
We finally arrived at our rented house it was a very luxury house, just as expected no doubt this is Miami. My dad showed me my room which was quite large, well I had no idea if it was a normal size of a room to be, but it was a lot larger than my room in Denmark. While I packed my stuff my mom came in to say how I felt about the room, and what kind of activities I would like to do with them. I replied that I wanted to get used to this new room so if they could give me a while. But later on we went out swimming on the finest Miami beach, the water was so clear and light bluish and you could see the sun's rays go past through the water. It was very beautiful and we had a great time at the beach. Mom also informed me that my school began in 2 days at Monday. Just the thought of it gave me a chilling feeling, what if they don’t like me? Cause I might be a bit different. Or maybe I should just stop worrying and start to think positive. But at that moment I imagined a red devil sitting next to my head, on my right shoulder. The devil said my first school day will be the worst day of my life, the other boys will be rude and annoy me for having a different accent.
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