Showing posts with label things that go on in my head. Show all posts
Showing posts with label things that go on in my head. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Holly's Blog ... the end.

Hi all.

I'm writing today because I have finally made the decision to wrap it up here at Holly's Blog.

The two year anniversary of us moving to Germany from Canada has just passed and so I feel it is a good time to close this chapter.

photo credit - Me ;)
This blog began as a way to be in touch and share parts of my experiences with my friends and family back in Canada.  Some have followed, others haven't, which is fine.  But what has surprised me the most about this whole thing is that writing on this blog became a personal exercise that I quite enjoyed doing for myself and the benefits were therapeutic in a sense.  Also, I am surprised and so very glad that this blog allowed me to meet all sorts of interesting and like-minded people all over the world, one of whom I even know now personally.  We are practically neighbours, but we would have never met, were it not for Blog Land.  And the wealth of information and resources I've gathered from all these other fantastic blogs I've grown to love is incredible.  Blogging is a fantastic way to share information, learn and engage in discussion and I'm so happy I was part of it for a while.  I will keep following all my favourite blogs of course, but I have decided to retire Holly's Blog.

You can be in touch with me via email, Twitter, Flickr and Pinterest, if you wish.  And for some reason, I have a strong feeling I will blog again ;) ... just not here.

Thank you all for following this blog, for leaving such nice and supportive comments.  I am happy for all the connections that have been made.  Overall, I am very satisfied with my first blogging experience and would recommend anyone to 'just do it' if it's something you've been thinking about.


auf Wiedersehen!
xoxo
Holly

Sunday, August 7, 2011

here I am!

The weather in Germany has been quite disappointing these last few weeks.  A random nice day here and there, but it definitely doesn't feel like summer.  My mood has also matched this weather, or maybe it is the weather that has been dictating my mood...

It's Sunday today, and as usual, the church bells are chiming full force.  I love that about Germany.  Constant church bells ... a sound not so prominent from my life in Montreal but one that has become very familiar while in this country.  And it's not just Sunday.  It's everyday.  Sunday, they go all out though ;)  It's funny that even though I am not religious, I appreciate this sound so much.  It sort of makes me feel guilty a bit ;)  But I don't dwell on that too much and just enjoy the sound for what it is - chiming bells.


I have been so absent from my blog and I am not sure how to explain it.  I think with the end of my final school project just a few days away, I am overwhelmed by what it means.  On one hand, I am happy to be finished, on the other hand, I get nervous about how I will develop my career from this point.  My German is not that great - enough to communicate and be understood, but not yet at a point where I feel people could take me seriously.  Instead, they might think I am charming or dumb-sounding and either one of those is not exactly what I'm going for from a professional standpoint.  But because of the Internet and the fact that English is a global language (although many more people actually speak Spanish...)  I feel that the opportunities will be there.  I just have to find them.  And that is what the next few months of my life will entail.  It's going to be hard work and I am mentally preparing myself for that.  Maybe that is why I have no brain energy left to do other things.

Also, since leaving Berlin and arriving in Frankfurt, I've been living with this real sense of temporary-ness.  We are here only because Paul is studying and from here, we could go anywhere depending on where his job takes us.  It's hard to build a real life when you know that it will all change soon.  But I shouldn't complain because whether you are changing cities every couple of months or not, life is always changing anyways - for everyone.  Everything sort of IS temporary.  That's what life is.  So I'm trying to appreciate things the way they are now, because this IS life.  If I don't pay attention, it will pass me by.

Speaking of time passing by - I don't know how this happened, but I am turning 30 soon.

That's all I'm gonna say about that.

Next, I'd like to address my lack of 7 Sachen posts.  Sadly, I cannot do them anymore.  Sundays are quite routine for me.  They involve doing a whole lot of nothing, which I think is not that interesting to post about, but very enjoyable for me ;).  Yet, I am still inspired by the lovely Frau Liebe, I think I will end up choosing another day of the week and instead of 7 things, I may post about 5 ... we'll see.

Besides working and finishing up my school project, I've been spending some time creating outfit moodboards over at Polyvore.  If you like fashion and daydreaming about clothes, you should definitely visit.  It must be the weather here that is making me dream of stylish outfits for autumn already.

Autumn 2011 - grey, purple, tan



Autumn 2011 - brown, blue, mustard



Autumn 2011 - green, grey, pink




I have also been helping an acquaintance with the living room of her new apartment, which I will posts about separately when the time comes...but for now, here is what the concept looks like:



Before I sign off to return to my day of laziness (I'm contemplating staying in my pajamas all day!) , I would like to share some travel videos with you made by Rick Mereki called MOVE, EAT, LEARN.

About MOVE, EAT, LEARN: " ... 3 guys, 44 days, 11 countries, 18 flights, 38 thousand miles, an exploding volcano, 2 cameras and almost a terabyte of footage... all to turn 3 ambitious linear concepts based on movement, learning and food ....into 3 beautiful and hopefully compelling short films...  = a trip of a lifetime." via Vimeo

MOVE from Rick Mereki on Vimeo.


EAT from Rick Mereki on Vimeo.


LEARN from Rick Mereki on Vimeo.



I hope you liked them as much as I did!

...oh nice!  The sun just came out =)

Have a lovely Sunday and I'll see you here next time.

xoxo
Holly

Friday, July 22, 2011

a recent trip to Berlin and some other stuff...

I've been so inactive these last few weeks ... hope you haven't forgotten about me.  I don't know what's the matter with me, but I am avoiding my computer like the plague.  Every time I flip it open, I rush through the necessary tasks so that I can shut it as soon as possible.  Maybe I've been spending too much time with it ... maybe my final project is consuming all my brain power so that I can't focus or take in any more info in a day... I don't know.  But c'est la vie.  I'm sure this phase will pass.  So in case you are wondering where I am, now you'll know - I'm hiding ;)

Recently, my friend from Montreal was able to stop through Berlin between work trips and asked me if I'd come meet her.  Of course, I did and it was a fabulous time.  It was very special to be in Berlin (the city I miss so much) with a very good, long time friend.  The combo was almost too much for my heart to bear.

And so, I leave you with some pictures of Berlin:

Berlin wall at Bernauer Strasse

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TV tower reflection

at the Badeschiff

at the Badeschiff




See you soon ... hopefully,
xoxo
Holly

Friday, June 10, 2011

about moving to a different country...

My blog was born as I was preparing to move to a different country.  The point was to document my experiences in order to share them with my family and friends and anyone else who might be interested in the life of someone who moves away from home, has to learn a new language and adapt to a different culture. 

via proconlists

A few days ago, I wrote about an article in which I was featured.  It was a two part series in which six people were interviewed.  These people had one thing in common (including me) - we moved away from our home country.  We were asked about how life had changed, what was different, what stayed the same, what we missed, what we learned, how we adapted.  The interview process was quite interesting for me; putting all my feelings into words was quite powerful.  

But because each interview was limited to a certain amount of words, not everything we discussed got published.  Therefore, I've decided to share it with you in full here, for a more detailed insight into my feelings, my experiences and what I've learned from moving to a different country.  Canada to Germany.

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What is your name, age and occupation?

Holly von Hoyningen Huene, 29, interior design student and blogger for Trendir.com

Are you married/how long/Spouse name?

Married to Paul von Hoyningen Huene since November 1, 2010.

Were you born in Montreal?

Yes

Do you have extended family in Montreal?

Yes, almost my whole family is in Montreal - except my sister who lives in the Caribbean. I also have close relatives in Calgary and some extended family in the States. 

Why did you leave the city?

My husband and I (he was my boyfriend at the time) left Montreal end of summer 2009 (I
was 27) for the simple reason that we thought it would be fun. I guess we were looking
for a different experience and it just seemed like the right time to do it. But we by no
means left because we didn’t like Montreal. It remains one of my favourite cities to date
and will always hold a special place in my heart. I feel that I carry its essence with me
everywhere I go.

Do you still think of Montreal as home?

That depends on how one would define home. For me, home really is where the heart
is. It is something internal and defined by a sense of well-being. No matter where I go, I
carry home with me.

What do you like to visit when you go back home?

Hudson - a charming town, west of the Island, where I did a significant portion of
my “growing up”. Then of course downtown Montreal – Westmount, Monkland Village,
Old Port, Plateau. I love the vibe of the city.

Do you have a favourite Montreal food you miss?

Poutine!!! and real Maple syrup.

Favourite restaurant?

Ferreira Café.

Do you keep tabs of the Montreal Canadians?

Of course! The internet is a great tool and we subscribed to ESPNplayer.com so that we
could watch games live, or on demand when we just can’t stay up that late because of the
time difference.

Do you read Montreal news or don’t pay attention to what happens in Montreal?

Yes on the internet. Plus, I stay connected via my family and friends.

Are you the sort of person who feels tied to your roots or not?

This is a hard question. In some ways I do, but in other ways I don’t. I guess you could
say I’m tied to my roots unless my roots get in the way of experiencing new things. If I
feel they hold me back from something in some way, then I can untie them. But most of
the time, I think my roots enhance my experiences.

Are you proud to be from Montreal? Or do you struggle with this concept?

100% proud. Every time I tell someone I’m from Montreal, I always get a positive
reaction.

Do you have Canadian friends where you live or seek out like-minded fellow foreigners/
people who speak your language or have the same religion?

At first, I wanted to make friends only with German people. I guess I was afraid that
if I made friends with expats I might end up isolating myself from this new culture. It
was important to me that I integrate as much as possible, learn the language and really
live the true experience. But soon enough, I found it so nice to interact with people who
can relate to my experience as a foreigner. I now have a nice mixture of friends – native
Germans and foreigners like me from all over the world.

What are some of your favourite Montreal memories?

Watching the traffic and the action on the corner of Sherbooke street from my apartment
window. Studying outside on the grass in the sunshine at Loyola Campus. Picnics
in Westmount Park. Going to see Cirque du Soleil in the Old Port. Hanging out with
friends on our favourite terrace in Hudson. Working Grand Prix weekend at Newtown
Lounge on Cresent Street. The St. Laurent street fair. The colours of autumn. My room
in my parent’s house. And all my memories of time spent with family and friends.

What are some of your worst Montreal memories? (Might as well be fair!).

Waiting in winter blizzards for a bus that never comes, especially when you’re ankle
deep in slushy snow.

Do you miss the cold weather and snow?

Not a single bit. We have winter here too in Germany but it’s not as intense and it
doesn’t last as long. It’s just enough to get to enjoy that coziness that the beginning of
winter brings. And when you are fed up of it you can see the light at the end of the tunnel
– not like in Montreal, it just drags on forever.

How often do you visit?

For now, only once a year. But I would like to soon increase that number.

Are your parents still in Montreal and if so, does this affect your frequency of visits?

Yes. I would like to see them more often. Ideally it would be great if we could see each
other 4 times a year – twice in Montreal and twice here in Germany. It is important to me
that my family can experience parts of my life in Germany.

Is your spouse also Canadian?

Yes, he is Canadian, just like me.

Does this impact on where you live?

Well, I guess I should mention that he is also German but born and raised in Canada. I
guess that had some impact on where we chose to live and the fact that we both hold
European passports. Europe seemed like a wise choice for us and since we’d been to
Berlin before and loved it so much we decided to move there. Now we live in Frankfurt.

Were your children born outside of Canada?

We have no children.

I know this article is meant to be about former Montrealers who do not intend to go back
to Montreal but is there a chance you might perhaps return “home” when you are older
and retired?

Anything is possible. It’s not part of the plan but I believe one should ‘never say never’.

If not, where do you see yourself living in your retirement?

I imagine retirement on the beach, somewhere hot. But I do like the city so much… so
maybe spending time between a penthouse apartment overlooking an exciting city and a
quiet breezy beach house might be the perfect solution. Boy, it’s nice to dream isn’t it!
Honestly though, I have no clue. I can’t think that far ahead.

How is your life different since you moved?

My daily life is pretty much the same fundamentally.  I am working, studying, hanging out with friends, wondering what to shop for for dinner ... you know, a regular life.  Probably similar to the one I would be living if I were still in Montreal.  But what makes it very different, is that everything is in German and that my family and friends are not here with me.  And for me these are the biggest challenges.

Can you say more about the challenges of learning German?

I speak intermediate level German now and the more I learn, the more restricted I feel - surprisingly.  At the beginning I could only say basic things but I felt proud because my scope was limited and I felt like I was accomplishing a lot - the novelty of it all was quite exciting.  But now that I have a better understanding of the language and that I am more comfortable with it, the desire to express myself in a deeper way is also increasing and here is where I realize how limited I still am.  I am sure this will come in time.  Meanwhile, I have learned the crucial value of hand gestures and facial expressions! Everyday I learn something new and I try to take German lessons as often as I can.  Although, living in big cities like Frankfurt and Berlin where practically everyone speaks English, I have to be careful not to get lazy.  It's very important to me that I become fluent in German.

What about being apart from your loved ones?

Being apart from my family and friends is a challenge that will never go away.  Not being able to walk down the street or drive twenty minutes to see them is a sad realization that still affects me and always will. Time passes, we get older, we are not in each others' lives to experience the day to day so we miss out on a lot of things.  It's a hard reality to live with at times, but it is nevertheless my reality and I must deal with that.  Thank goodness for Skype and Facebook though.  I guess this technology helps to deal with it all on some level.  I even started a blog in an attempt to provide a space where my family and friends could pop by to see what I've been up to.  I post pictures there and share my feelings about various topics.  But even though all these factors help keep us somewhat connected, there's no replacement for seeing them in person and spending quality time together.  I am planning for more frequent trips in the future and have been so lucky that some of my loved ones have already visited me here.

So why with these major challenges do you still live in Germany? 

Well, at the time the decision was made, I was searching for an exciting and personally challenging experience.  When the idea of moving to a different county became a possibility, all I kept thinking was the following: if at the end of my life I could say, "In my mid twenties, I moved to different country, learned a new language and still managed to achieve my personal goals", then I would be so proud of myself.  So here I am in the middle of all that with plans of soon finishing my studies and beginning a career as my next personal goal.  When I stop to think about that, I feel utterly exhilarated - and that's why I'm still here.  Plus Germany is really awesome.

What can you say about Germany?  How is it different, what have you noticed?

Of course there are some cultural differences between my homeland and Germany.  I feel them, but it's hard to say exactly what they are.  I get asked this question a lot and I am always unsure about how to answer it.  Maybe I am a bit naive or un-noticing but I feel quite at ease in this culture.  That probably has something to do with the fact that I am still in Western Europe - elsewhere, the culture difference is probably more apparent.  Or maybe it's because I don't concentrate on what's different but I focus on what is similar and find comfort in that.  Or maybe it's because I really don't like making generalizations.  I don't know ... but here are some random things I find interesting about the German way:

- Generally, Germans take turns speaking in conversation and there is rarely any interruption.  I think this has something to do with the structure of the German language.  Often times the verb comes right at the end, so you really have to hear someone out before knowing what they are going to say!  This is different for me, coming from a boisterous Italian family who constantly interrupts each other. 

- Germans like celebrating and they have lots of festivals and traditions, making it a fun and lively culture - opposed to what some people may think.

- On your birthday in Germany, you are expected to provide the cake.

- Vacation time is very important to Germans and traveling is a priority, even if it's not far.

- Germans value efficiency and this is apparent in urban infrastructure.  Punctuality is also very important.  Public transport, for example, is always on time, and if it happens that it's not, you can see people on the platform getting quite antsy.  They keep looking at their watches, sighing loudly and basically acting like this is totally unacceptable even if the train is only late by 2 or 3 minutes.  To tell you the truth, I have become one of those people - but only because here I have learned to expect punctuality - because usually everything happens on time.

- A "green" lifestyle is highly promoted in Germany.  Waste and excessiveness are not part of the equation.  This is a culture that pays for the water they use and pay a lot for gasoline (even more than in Canada).  Every building, residence and neighbourhood have designated bins for waste and recycling.  One for garbage, one for packaging, one for green glass, and separate ones for brown and clear glass, one for compost and finally one for paper.  And if you put something that doesn't belong in one of the bins, be prepared to be called out on it.  Bulk/discount supermarkets are not very common and you can't get milk in a bigger size than a liter.  Driving compact cars and using public transport is the norm. This has probably something to do with the fact that space is a luxury in most of Europe. I've always tried to think about my impact on the environment, but since being in Germany  I have enforced existing behaviours and developed new habits to live a "greener" life.  I don't let the water run when I brush my teeth anymore.

- Germans answer the phone by saying their last name.

- Football (soccer) is for Germans what hockey is for Canadians.

- It is a common opinion here that Northern Germans are generally seen as more socially reserved than Southern Germans, although politically, the North is known to be more liberal.

- The social system is hard to beat.

- Coffee to go is not very popular.  People sit to have coffee, outside if possible.  On that note, it seems like Germans sit outside as long as humanely possible.  Restaurants provide blankets for patrons deep into autumn when your breath is clearly visible in the air.  I mean it's practically winter and the terraces are full.  There have been days when even I, a Canadian woman, have found it a bit silly.

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That's it.  Based on these questions and answers, she wrote a nice article about me.

What about you?  Have you also moved away from your home country? Are you planning to or thinking about it? Any comments or thoughts you'd like to share?  If so, be sure to leave me some comments below.

'till next time,
xoxo
Holly

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

what are you a afraid of?


I am afraid of losing the ones I love.  Terrified.  My worst fear.  Wait.  Actually worse would be if they lost me somehow.  Yes, that would be worse, the idea that my absence would cause them so much pain.  I just can’t bear it when I really think about it.  I don’t mean it in an ‘I’m-so-great’ kind of way.  I think you know what I mean…

I’m thinking about what a scary, powerful force love is.  Romantic or platonic, it changes your life forever.  When I think about the people I love and those who love me back, I realize how much we both have to lose and that scares me – intensely.  Life can change in the blink of an eye.  Everything you know right now can be transformed in a moment.  And we have to learn to adapt if we are to survive.  Of course, this is not a reason for turning your back or shying away from this force, this experience of love, because essentially, this is what makes us alive.  Just think of the things you do in the name of love.  It requires honesty and vulnerability (and those are hard things to give) but what you get in return is greater than words can ever say and money could ever buy. 

I am lucky to experience love.  I am grateful for the ones I share it with and am careful not to take any of it for granted.  But sometimes, this mighty force, it just scares me to death.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

on colourfully growing old

Every one is afraid of growing old.  I've noticed recently that I have a serious patch of grey hair making an appearance, right at the front.  Like if I were to let it grow out it would turn into a sort of skunk like streak.  My first instinct is 'I don't care.  I like it.  That's who I am.  I hope it does grow big and thick.  That will make me unique.'  But then I get this other feeling, 'Not even thirty, and significant grey hairs already.  I should dye it.  I should pull some of them out.  Why would I want to appear older than I am?'  I struggle with this mini battle everyday when I comb my hair.  But I think I've decided to embrace it and accept it.  I really don't want to have to dye my hair.  Women already have so many things to do as part of their getting ready and care routine. The thought of adding another thing to the primping process just exhausts me.  I am so jealous of my husband who gets up, showers, gets dressed and voila.  Ready for the day (looking real good might I add).

Today I found this website called Advanced Style.  I would like to share a few videos with you.  They are appropriate to the topic of getting old, accepting oneself, expressing oneself and using color to grow happiness.  I urge you to visit Advanced Style if you like these for more wonderful videos.




I love colour.  It is one of my favourite things.  I feel really connected to it somehow.  This is why I was always drawn to painting and why lately I feel the need to give a rebirth to that hobby.  For me, it's not about painting realistically - I'm not talented at drawing.  But I love to paint because I love putting colours together. I makes something inside of me move.  For me, everything is related back to or can be described by a colour.  Sounds, smells and even movement.  I remember when I was really into jazz ballet; I could think about a choreography or a movement and think, 'be red', 'be blue', 'be yellow', 'be black'.  Those were my driving factors to expressing the movement properly.
  
My clothes are not excessively colourful and usually I like to be neutral as a base and layering color on top.  That way, the colours really stand out.  And I've been learning to appreciate neutral colours more and more.  A colour doesn't have to be bold and bright to be beautiful.

So I hope you appreciated these videos as much as I did today.  They have encouraged me to be confident about myself, about aging and to take my trusty colour companion along for the ride.  When I am nintey I hope to be daring enough to wear eyelashes like Ilona Royce Smithkin.  I also look forward to pimping out my walker, if I ever need one, with tassels and colours and bells maybe.  But until then, I will enjoy my youth, grey hairs and all.


Here is my colour palette for the day.  Not like I'll be matching my clothes to it, but maybe more like my mood.  How would you describe it?  I'll share my thoughts about it if you do =)




xoxo
Holly

Saturday, March 26, 2011

illustrators and art prints

I have a lot of plans.  I want to experiment with a lot of things.  Usually they are creative artsy things.  Lately, I want to improve my sewing and knitting and make some nice clothing for myself.  I also want to start painting again but with acrylics (instead of oils as I have done before).  I would also love to learn to play piano.  And lately I think about maybe one day writing a children's book.  These illustrators and print artists I've come across recently are probably responsible for encouraging that idea.  I love their work and find them inspiring and would like to share that pleasure with you.  Imagine how great my "book" would be if one of these lades did the illustrations?  Oh man, there are just too many things happening in that imagination of mine.




Rocio Rincon is a chica latina who loves to create fashion illustrations.  



      via Kris Atomic
Kristina is a freelance illustrator who lives by the sea and a fan of cats, tea, naps, sequins and many other lovely things.
  
 



via Parada Creation Etsy Shop.  

Susanna Parada is a print artist who is inspired by photos, quotes, songa, nature and patterns.

Nice, no?

xoxo
Holly

Monday, March 21, 2011

we are a certain type of animal



Sometimes, I think it is necessary to reflect on the fact that fundamentally, we are mammals - part of the animal kingdom.


by artist Miru Kim via BLG/WLF


- Holly

Thursday, March 17, 2011

my memory issue

I have a slight problem with my long term memory.  I've noticed that I have many less childhood memories than anyone else I've met.  Not only childhood, but even from like five years ago.  I feel like I do remember things but I don't feel the memories ... if you know what I mean.  It's like they're not real or very vague or they don't belong to me or something. 

But every once in a while, very rarely, something triggers a memory that I really feel, really experience.  Like right now for example.  I was sitting at my desk working.  The radio was on quietly in the background.  I'm concentrated on my work but my attention is distracted for a moment by a song that comes on.  It's Ironic by Alanis Morissette.  And suddenly I remember when my sister and I acquired the Jagged Little Pill album on cassette.  We played those songs over and over and over.  I remember the feeling of sitting in the alcove upstairs and hearing the notes of the song floating through the air in the house, probably coming from one of our bedrooms.  I remember that my parents liked that song too, and my dad would call my sister and I his jagged little pill-s.  And I am filled with a powerful sadness.  Not in the memory but in the present, remembering that memory.  I feel sad that these simple happy moments are gone, never to be retrieved.  I'm suddenly aware of all this time that has passed - I just can't believe it, and my eyes are filled with tears.  It's totally overwhelming.

This makes me think that my memory problem probably has nothing to do with a suppressed traumatic experience, or a brain malfunction.  I think the reason why I don't remember things well is due to a protective mechanism - if I were to always remember things so intensely and accurately I'd probably be crying all the time.

-Holly

Friday, March 11, 2011

Rethinking the Structure of Education - Kahn Academy

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I am so happy I stumbled across this video on Ted about the Khan Academy.  Their goal is to change education as we know it.  I'm sure that anyone who has gone to school has thought to themselves at one time or another, "This system sucks", or "This doesn't seem right".  I know I have.  Everything about it seems backwards.  From grade school to University level.  I remember feeling like the set up was not allowing me to maximize my potential.  I remember times when I feelt like I hadn't really grasped a concept yet, but no matter...time to move to the next subject or the next chapter.  In essence this led me to develop excellent bullshitting skills.  If you can't understand it in the given amount of time, memorize some key concepts and bullshit your way through - get that 60% forget about it and move on. Or worse, get a 90% and congratulate yourself for pulling a fast one.  I really feel because of this I suffer from the "swiss cheese" syndrome (watch the video to know what I mean).  Another issue is the competition factor.  You want to be the best, you want the highest grades, you need that diploma, and you'll do anything to get them because of the significance this holds for your future.  Even though it may mean you have to cheat, or bullshit, which is in fact cheating yourself.  Therefore, you learn to store masses amounts of info in your short term memory before the test or the exam.  Two weeks later, it's gone.  What good is that in the long run?  Learning should be fun and something that we value and accumulate over time. It should be something we genuinely want - not a chore we have to do with the only intent to get ahead so that we may achieve success and wealth.  We should want to get ahead of ourselves, not of others.  "Personal competition" is not encouraged in the current system.  Of course, in some instances, the competition and the pressure and the lack of human interaction in the classroom (hence, the feeling of lack of support) gets too great.  If you can't keep up, you fall behind, get labeled as a failure and it's a downward spiral from there. It takes an enormous amount of energy to get out of that, if you do at all.

The Kahn Academy is suggesting a reversal in the classroom.  Watch the lectures online at home and do your homework in the classroom, with real help from your teachers and peers.  What this is actually doing is using technology (which we think of as a buzz killer for human interaction) and using it to create a more human experience in the classroom.  So instead of your teacher giving a lecture and sending you home with homework and problems you have to figure out on your own, the teacher can actually be there to reinforce what you learn and give you their attention.  If you want a teacher's attention these days, you have to stay after class or make an appointment during office hours.  Essentially you are being punished for wanting to actually learn.  Lazy teachers beware.  This might not be the right job for you in the near future (hopefully).

I encourage you to watch this video and let me know what you think.  Do you think this is a feasable idea?  Could it actually work on a large scale?



I wish I knew about the Khan Academy when I needed some biology refreshment/reinforcement in University!


xoxo
Holly

Saturday, February 19, 2011

language overload


During the last three weeks, I did an intensive German course.  It really gave me the boost I needed.  My German words are flowing out better, I speak to my cat in German now and I think in German a lot more.  I'm totally happy about this...but...my English is suffering.  I feel like I'm in a weird state.  As I acquire a new language, I'm losing parts of my other languages.  I rarely get to use my French or Italian. 

Ich finde es wunderbar, viele Sprachen sprechen, aber wenn mann diese Spachen nicht benutzt werden sie rostig und sie ineinander bluten (kann mann das sagen?). Das taugt nicht viel, oder?

Quando parlo francese adesso, mi ritrovo spesso a corto di parole. Quando vado in ristoranti italiani e vuole parlare con i camerieri italiani, questo "mix" divertente di tedesco e italiano viene fuori e qualche volta non me ne accorgo. Che cosa sta succedendo?!

 Je suis tellement contente que ma langue maternelle était le français, que mes parents m'ont mis à l'école anglaise en dépit de cela et qu'ils m'ont fait aller à l'école italienne le samedi. Je suis heureuse que je me suis déplacé en Allemagne et que je dois apprendre l'allemand. Mais je pense que j'ai besoin d'être plus active dans le maintien de toutes ces langues. 

I have a plan.

I will try to watch and read things in every language I know every week at least once.  Of course German and English are already covered, but maybe I should subscribe to some French design blogs and read Italian news.  And from now on, I will write posts on my blog in different languages once in a while. I think it would be good practice.  I have added a translating option on my blog so you can still read those posts in the language you want.

"a più tardi"... 
ummm, j'veux dire, "à bientôt"
... oder, "bis später"
... I mean, "see you later" 
Ach quatsch!

xoxo
Holly

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

upper intermediate? really?

I recently watched this talk on TED about why we have too few women leaders and why only a small percentage of women reach the top of their professions (Thanks Steph!).  I thought it was a good, inspiring talk and I agreed with most of it.  This week, I realized that part of that talk surprisingly stuck with me and helped me make a decision.

I met Camilla last Friday, a non-German woman, recently married to a German man and living in Frankfurt.  She is taking German lessons and was raving about the school she is attending.  Since it has been time for me to take a German course for a while now, I decided to check it out.  Turns out, she wasn't raving for nothing.  It's a very charming school, in a nice neighbourhood in the city, with highly qualified teachers and super friendly staff.  A little more expensive than the alternative I was considering, but the obvious quality difference and the fact that they told me I could start as soon as tomorrow led me to choose them.  If you are reading this and are living in Frankfurt needing to learn German, please do check this school out.  It's called A-viva.

So yesterday I attended my first class.  On my first visit on Monday we assessed my level by taking a short test.  I thought my level was B1, which is lower intermediate.  Turns out, they thought I should be in the B1.2 - the upper intermediate class.  I was a bit hesitant about this, since I really didn't want to be overwhelmed and I am a bit obsessed about doing things in the right order and not skipping steps, even if it slows me down sometimes.  But I agreed to try the class today and if I found it too challenging, I could switch.

I found the class a bit difficult and I felt that compared to the other students, my German was not as good. They had a better vocabulary and a better understanding of some grammar issues.  At break I was thinking about switching ... but then a part of that talk popped into my head - the part that says women don't get ahead because the are always underestimating their abilities.  I thought about this and wondered if this is what I was doing?  I'm definitely not one to shy away from hard work, but I'm always careful not to overestimate my abilities.  I don't know why I do this.  Maybe it has something to do with fairness or believing that you shouldn't lie to get ahead and that being modest is better than being vain...  But is taking a more challenging class lying just because I don't believe in myself?  I asked the teacher if she thought this was an appropriate level for me based on my performance and she agreed that it was without hesitation.   I thought about all the people I've met who say, "...but your German is quite good...".  I always push those comments aside because I assume people are just being nice.  So with these ideas in mind, I made the decision to stay in this class.  I decided to believe that even though I think I'm not good enough - I might actually be.   I hope that this class, and this decision will give me not just the boost I was searching for, but a power boost as far as my language skills are concerned, and allow me to get ahead faster and with more power.  Instead of being careful, I decided to get a little reckless.  I know, I'm such a crazy person, eh?  B1.1 vs B1.2... I'm just out of control!

xoxo
Holly

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Party Down

I started watching this great show:  Party Down.


You'd think, given my recent words about my waitress-ing career, that I'd hate this show and that it would bring up all these horrible memories.  But I find myself totally enjoying it and laughing really hard because I can so relate to this group of people.



So I started thinking about it all.  There were always similar waiter types in every service team I worked with.  Today, I'd like to reminisce about three general types: the newbies, the bitter waiters and the career waiter.

The newbies are all excited about the people they are meeting, all the glamour (depending where you work), and the constant cash in their wallets.  Basically, they're being paid to party and chat people up.  Usually they are hopeful with all these dreams and aspirations ahead of them. They're networking themselves and they smile a lot. They're thinking, "this isn't my real job", but they're still proud of it.  All these new relationships and friendships begin to develop and before they know it, they are part of a cooky and often incestuous family - the restaurant staff.  This is a super fun time.  One that I look back on with great fondness.  You all work hard, and then after work you play hard. 

But soon enough, the bitter waiter develops.  They are either still students, students on hold, artists, or looking for their next venture.  They've been there long enough to realize that all these wonderful people they meet and serve are highly repititious and that no one is really that original. The magic behind people and social interaction is no longer existent.  All the customers they serve at the bar or at the table, the've met before.  There's the successful business man, divorced three times and now ordering a Cosmopolitan for his super young girlfriend because he thinks Cosmos are still 'in',  the cougar obviously on the prowl, the young entrepreneur always trying to get you on board or trying to sell you something, the partyers who ingest nothing else but vodka/redbull, the young girls trying desperately to get some attention, the rich kids mixing coke with a quality whiskey and returning their food because you (the waiter) didn't mention that there was meat in the spaghetti bolognese or the families pretending to be perfect thinking they're hiding their dysfunctions so well.  These people are all the same, yet they think they're unique and that is so sad. These waiters are tired of saying the same things and laughing at the same jokes over and over, as if for the first time.  They're tired of being expected to jump at a snap of the fingers or to produce extra tables on the terrace out of thin air.  Believe it or not, many people think waiter = slave or magician.  These people have probably never been waiters.  And the reality that these waiters go to work everyday, just to be treated like dirt is sad.  But they are willing to take it, willing to swallow it all for the money.  They often remind themselves about their nice clients or their friends at work who can empathize, and that somewhat makes up for all the crap.

Then you have a special kind of waiter - the career waiter.  He takes himself very seriously and has a lot of experience.  He is resolved with the fact that waiter is his profession.  Some of these guys or gals are cool - really cool and they have developed their skills into a sort of artform.  They can control their clients and elicit the desired responses from them.  They are excellent at their job.  They fully understand behavioural psychology, even if they don't know they do.  They just really suck if they're power trippers and they can make your life, as a coworker, a living hell.

Being a waiter has its good times and bad times.  It's not a complex job, but what makes it hard is the extreme physical and emotional demands.  But as I've mentioned before, and of course depending where you work, it's an easy way to make fast cash ... legally that is.  One could then always consider being a prostitute or a drug dealer...

'till next time,
Holly

Friday, December 31, 2010

All the best.

I got a card today from my zio and zia in Calgary.  They quoted Alfred Lord Tennyson's "Ring out, Wild Bells".  It gave me such a nice feeling and I found it so appropriate that I thought I should share with all of you.  We all strive to be happy, or happier, or to maintain our happiness, but I think that cannot be achieved without being true to oneself.  This excerpt reminded me of that at a perfect time.


"... Ring out the old, ring in the new,
      Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
     The year is going, let him go;
     Ring out the false, ring in the true..."
                 
                                                                        - A. Lord Tennyson



I sincerely wish you all a wonderful and continuously truer 2011. 


 xoxo
Holly 

Monday, November 15, 2010

the point is to learn

In my opinion, one of the most important things in life is to keep learning.  This way you are always current, up to date.  Continuous learning keeps you humble.  That's how you learn from your mistakes and essentially, that's how you grow.  And one of the most difficult things to do, is to learn from those that are different from you, those you may believe are wrong.  But I believe even they have something valuable to pass along.  So I must listen, I must observe, I must question ... I must learn.

Here is a Ted talk about how non-for profit organizations can learn from the "big, bad" corporations to achieve success in attaining their goals.  This is a good example that shows how important it is that we keep on adapting,  keep on learning, especially from each other, no matter how different we are.

Enjoy!



xoxo
Holly

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Volkspark am Weinberg

I'm interested in 4 things lately. The first is getting my bike geared up for summer. I need fenders, a bike rack and a basket or saddle bags ... haven't decided yet. Next, I'd like to take some more German lessons, some Tango lessons and Sewing lessons. So these days I've been doing lots of research on these topics. I'm in the process of booking my German lessons for August since that is when I have time off from work... Oh my god! August! Oh my god! I'm turning 29! Ok, breathe ... relax ... !!@@$&**??@!!!

Sorry about that. As I was saying ... I'm booking my German lessons. I found a Tango school I'm serious about checking out. I plan to go to Mauer Park this Sunday to see if I can get any cheap, second hand and preferably "retro" looking accessories for my bike. I also found a Fabric/Sewing store that also gives sewing lessons. I went to check it out this past weekend. It's super, super cute! But, of course, they had no room so I had to accept being put on a waiting list. I know I could always look somewhere else, but this place is just too darn cute! I want to go there. I will wait.

But really what I want to tell you about today is the perfect park I found just across from Frau Tulpe (that's the sewing store's name), and conveniently just two stops away from home by street tram. It's called "Volkspark am Weinberg", which translates to the People’s Park At The Vineyard. Apparently, it's called that because of the former vineyards that used to be there. The park, situated on slopes (which are pretty rare in Berlin) includes a large lawn, used by local residents (mostly hipsters), especially in the summer. The day I was there, people were seriously lounging around. It was so picture perfect, I suspected these people were professional loungers! Children were flying their kites, groups of friends and families were picnicking, lovers were cuddling, people were reading, sleeping, drinking, playing leisure badminton and blah, blah, blah ... the list goes on! Below the lawn is an artificial pond filled with lilly pads. Above the grassy lawn is a nice looking Swiss restaurant with an amazing terrace, a playground and a sports complex with Ping Pong tables and a small soccer field. And the best part: A rose garden! Tons and tons of roses! Beautiful. Of course, a small but super sweet outdoor cafe is nestled in the corner by the rose garden and it's called "Rosen Garten". I think Pauli and I will be spending a lot of time there this summer!

Here are some pics:



Goodnight all!
xoxox

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Montreal Visit




I'm leaving to Montreal tomorrow for 10 days. I have crazy butterflies in my stomach today. I feel anxious, nervous, excited. This will be my first solo trip. So far I've always traveled with someone; friends, Pauli... I hope I don't get lost in the airports =)

See you soon
xoxo

Thursday, May 27, 2010

$$$

I hate feeling like waiting for my paycheck is like waiting for air in my lungs... ughhhh.

xoxo
Holly

Monday, April 19, 2010

Berlin Notes

- The street trams at Alexanderplatz crawl along like big sleepy yellow caterpillars.

- People on the S Bahn eating sausages in buns or sandwiches made with grain garnished breads, oozing Remoulade and rustling their paper bags.

- City workers, construction workers, in blue. Everyday. Everywhere.

- The daily temptaion of Le Crobag at Friedrichstrasse. Delicately powdered Quarktaschen. Hot buttery Choco Croissants. Marzipan Croissants...

- Remains. Skeletons. Division. Destruction. Ugly. Beautiful. Birth. Different. Build. New. Open. Tradition.

- Church bells in Friedenau, at midday, midnight and all times in between.

- Ansteigen bitte! Zurueck bleiben bitte!

- Highly skilled cigarette spinners with spongy filter tips between their lips.

- My white Adidas with blue stripes against the cobblestone streets around Mexikoplatz.

- The small pink car parked on Buelowstrasse has been there for at least three years. I think it belongs to an old woman with short frizzy hair who loves the sound of her pet birds chirping. She wears pink lipstick to match her car. She probably also drinks a lot of tea with heaps of sugar in every cup. Her tea cups are also pink, but a light baby pink.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

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You know, I haven't seen anyone use hand sanitizer here yet. I don't even see it in stores ... interesting ...

xoxo