I’m going to be fifteen tomorrow. And wow, I do like to make a big emotional deal of my birthdays. But come on, fifteen is, like, old. It definitely defines the line between teenager and child that has, up until now, been still a little blurry. And you’d think, wouldn’t that age have been 13 or 14? But no, I guess in terms of age, up until now, I’ve still felt like kind of a child still. And now I’m firmly on the teenage side. Turning fifteen kind of changes a lot for me. For example, this is the year that everyone is finally going to start believing me when I say that the Dark Lord has risen again. Downside, my Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher is going to be awful.
Tonight at dinner Gabriella told me about a 90 year old man that lives just down the road. In 1952, he flew on one of the first place trips to New Zealand- it took four days! When he arrived, he lived near Mount Taranaki for a few years- she showed me a picture of him at the summit. Before they left on their trip for New Zealand he gave them a book about New Zealand and the picture was in it. I’ve walked past his house many times, and he has a beautiful garden, filled with alpine plants and many tiny rocks. She said he has pictures from all the world, places that he’d traveled to when he was young- Japan, New Zealand, and some other places that I didn’t understand. But there were a lot!
It kind of puts being as young as 15 in perspective…
This week has been pretty cool. The holidays just seem to fly past…why can’t double math seem as fast? 😦
A couple of days ago me, Hardi, Gabriella and Lionel went to Chur…this beautiful town in Switzerland with some amazing old medieval buildings and paintings and also a nice cheap H&M. I bought a five franc skirt, so, yep, cheap! Also had a warm milk and croissant at a cafe while reading Murderous Math…nice day out. Runa has been in Basil for a couple of days but she is back tonight.
Today we went to the Wehrli’s friend Rita’s house for lunch…her and her three boisterous young children came on holiday with us in Soulet in the summer holidays. It was very fun to get repeatedly attacked by numerous small shouting Swiss bundles of joy…no but seriously, they were all lovely and Rita and her husband [a helicopter mechanic in summer, a tour guide in winter] have a very beautiful house.
Then me and Flicka walked to the train in the freezing rain which she didn’t seem to mind…lucky her, having a built in fur coat!
I’ve already written a short film script these holidays…I miss my ‘film crew’ back in NZ but looking forward to finding some more people who I can boss around in front of the camera. I just have to get these storyboards done…wow, I can’t wait until I can pay someone else to do those for me. I am going to borrow Hardi’s HD camera for the actual shoot though so cannot wait!!
It’s very cold today….wouldn’t be surprised if we woke up to snow on the closest mountain [you know, the giant one right in front of the house] tomorrow…[ hint- I wouldn’t be surprised because you can see it right now. PIcs to come in the morning light.]
In other news, I watched the sci-fi epic Pacific Rim, which is an incredible movie and it’s definitely about more than just giant robots smashing up deep-sea aliens it’s about the triumph of humanity over all and of the power of teamwork and how important hope is and all these other amazing things and WOW I REALLY LOVE SCIENCE FICTION HAVE I MENTIONED THAT I LOVE SCIENCE FICTION I’M VERY MUCH STILL EXCITED BY THIS MOVIE!!!!
Goodnight, all- my next blog will be written by a fifteen year old. Who will probably be just as melodramatic and emotional about giant robots as I am, but also, older. So, that’s…good? I really don’t know.