L' Ecole

Today was my first day of school in Belgium, and I realized that I hate being the new kid!
When we got to the school my host mom, and my host sister showed me around, introduced me to the Director(Principal I think?) and the guidance counselor. From the outside the buildings look more like a  prison then a school.
My host mom left us and we went into the multipurpose room, as I walked into the room EVERYONE was starring at me! Now I've been the new kid before, but it was in elemtary school, and I already had friends when I started but here it was so weird, and the worst part was I had no idea if any of them were talking about me, because I couldn't understand them :(. Then the Director spoke., and then they called out kids names and you would leave the room with your teacher.  Luckily for me, my host sister is in the same class as me, and sits right beside me, so she can translate for me! :) We are in Year 5 class C; which I think is just like Grade 10, and C is our room number... I think
When we got to class, the teacher started talking, but I have no idea what he was saying, because school is all in french and he talks way to fast for me to even attempt to understand him. Other than Louise, I don't know anyone in my class.
After about 45 minutes in class, the bell rang and we had lunch break. We get 50 minutes for lunch. So me and Louise started walking out of the school to go get something to eat, when a girl stopped me and asked me what we were supposed to do. Turns out she is new too! and she speaks english, so me her and Louise went to the grocery store and bought lunch. After lunch break, we went back to class and the teacher handed out a bunch of papers that we have to take home, and get signed by our parents and then bring back  to class on for Monday morning.  Then he handed out a sheet of questions we were supposed to answer about ourself. So I started filling out the parts I knew, and then Louise explained the next parts. Some of the questions thou... "If you were an island what island would you be?", or "If you were a animal what animal would you be?" (Greenland, and a horse). I have realized that I am not going to survive school without my french-english dictionary, and it's probably going to be falling apart my Christmas. (Hey Momma, stocking stuff idea!)
Then the bell went again, and we were finished school for the day! We had to race out of the school though because we had to rush to get to the train go to back home. We were walking out of the train station in La Hulpe (the station I stop at) I heard someone call my name. Turns out Tasha, a girl from the USA, who I met last week at french camp goes to the same school as me, and we are in the same grade, and we take the same train to and from school! :)

So I survived my first day of Belgian high school, and although it was so much different then highschool in Canada, I'll make it work! Tomorrow I have to do it all over again, but luckily for me  I have short classes tomorrow so it wont feel like forever!

To add to the confusing enough part of being in a class all day where I don't speak the language or understand most of it, my schudula looks crazy!

Monday-8:20am-2:30pm
Tuesday- 8:20am-2:30pm
Wednesday-8:20am-12:50pm
Thursday-8:20am-4:10pm
Friday-8:20am-2:30pm