Hei alle sammen,
As a lack of inspiration and blog motivation from our dearest Anna, I offered to do a little post myself. Some of you know me, but for those that do not, my name is Mari and I am Anna´s housemate. We live together here on Long Island and go to school together. Fun fact; we met for the first time in an elevator. I have this strange tendency for pretending to be American when I am by myself in the US - this can either be when I am travelling or just walking around in the City (one should think that I stopped doing so now that youknowwho is president, not wanting to be associated as an American, however, guess I’m just weird like that). This strange tendency of mine took place when I met Anna in the elevator in Brookville Hall at Post. We were both moving into our tiny prison-like dorm rooms with a helping hand from our dads. Pappa P and Anna looked rather confused in which floor they were getting off at, and the Norwegian I am, clearly understood this, as our languages are similar. However, not to blow my cover, I spoke English and told them that we were on the third floor. Pappa P thanked me as they exited (I lived on the second floor and she on the third). Eventually I got to know Ms. Lagerlöf, started speaking Norwegian and the rest is a journey of a strong relationship that I would never trade for anything. The girl in the elevator turned out to be a person I cannot see myself living without. I’m thankful for you Anna (and Pappa P and Mamma K for making this wonderful human being).
Fina doorm rummet
Now that you know a little more about where and how Anna and I met, I will tell you a bit about this Norwegian.. And my love life (yes, this is primarily for you my dear, Kerstin). I got my Visa, packed my bags and said bye to friends and family at the age of 16 (still surprised my mom said yes to this, and so is she) to start a new adventure in the US. I had gotten my host family two days before I headed to *trummevirvel* Iowa. Yes, you heard correctly, IOWA. I stayed with my host family for 10 months, was a senior in high school, and had the “real” American experience. Having had this experience, I knew I wanted to study abroad for college, and so I did. One year finishing up high school in Norway, and then off to new adventures in NY.
Første skoledag i Iowa med mine to vertsbrødre
New York, Long Island, has been a great experience, however, it is difficult being away from friends and family back home. My mom keeps blaming herself from letting me become a foreign exchange student because that opened up for the possibility of staying here, and she does NOT want grandkids across the Atlantic. With that said, she’s been very satisfied about me being single for these past 2 years, as that meant I would most likely head back to Europe once I got my undergrad. However, I ended up meeting an American at the end of the spring semester 2016 (mom obviously happy, but still reminding me of these grandkids). His name is Jeff and he’s originally from Oregon. He plays football here at Post and hopes to continue to do so professionally after college. (Yes, PP fingers crossed for the Miami Dolphins).
Jeff is an amazing human being and cares for me like no other guy ever has. Yes, we clearly are different, but in some way I would argue that we are more alike than what it might seem. Our primary languages are different, but as me, he’s bilingual (Portuguese), as he lived in Brazil as a missionary for two years. He’s religious and I am not. In fact, he is a Mormon (and no, they do not believe in polygamous relationships). His background is clearly different in mine, as, for example, he usually goes to church every Sunday (which I never have), but his believes are not something that affects our relationship. I understand that we might experience obstacles sometime during this relationship - but isn’t that something all relationships do? As of right now, we both are really happy and that’s what’s important. You guys are probably wondering what I will end up doing after I graduate, the answer is I don’t know. If Jeff gets signed, I will most likely stay here and continue my education, if not, we might head to Copenhagen for Grad school.
If you guys are interested in more information about his religion, I can always ask if he wants to write a separate post about it. And if you want me to write about anything else, please let Queen A know.
Tusen takk, og beklager at jeg ikke skrev på norsk, men finner det lettere å formulere meg på engelsk når jeg skriver lengre tekster. Stay cool