Student Exchange Programs

Throughout my school years, the awards and distinctions continued to accrue. I was singled out for my chart-making in fifth grade geography and awarded a special commendation for my Ode to Clio in the seventh grade “Muse Off” competition (losing the first prize, disgracefully, to a poem in which the word “pigtail” was spelled “pig tail”). Even so, and despite the clear evidence of my elevated abilities, I have repeatedly had to contend with the downward pull of my less motivated, focused, and frankly capable peers. It has been, to be perfectly honest, a great drain on my considerable energies to hold myself in check while the rest of the class offer various lame opinions on the failure of socialism or the causes of the Civil War. My private tutors have gone so far as to say that school has held me back, and even compromised my otherwise limitless potential. If it had not been for ninth grade geometry, for example, I might have already completed multi-variable calculus. Instead, poor teaching has done irreparable harm to what might otherwise have been one of the great mathematical minds of my generation. If it had not been for the closed-minded sycophancy of the drama director, the voice which my vocal coach has described as “simply thrilling” would have received an appropriate showcase, rather than being relegated to the chorus. And had my eleventh grade English teacher not suffered from a delusional sense of her own abilities, I would have been given my head to fully explore the cannon as a self-directed, independent study, rather than being forced to goose step alongside the granite-brained “students” in my class, every one of them headed down the road to general ignorance and illiteracy. Is it any wonder, given these handicaps, that my SAT scores of 320 Verbal, 360 Math, 310 Writing and GPA of 0.8734 obviously do not reflect my true abilities, not to speak of my extraordinary promise?

Luckily, I have always known that it was my destiny to attend a first rate college or university. Only there will I finally meet and have the opportunity to exchange ideas with similarly brilliant and capable young people. How I yearn to meet my true fellow travelers, young men and women who share my vast hunger for knowledge, and ability to generate it! Only when we have shed the burden of those dead weights known, bizarrely, as our high school “peers” and “classmates”, will we emerge into the white light of real, searching knowledge. I am counting the days until the day of my enrollment, and I know that you are just as excited to meet me.

Throughout my school years, the awards and distinctions continued to accrue. I was singled out for my chart-making in fifth grade geography and awarded a special commendation for my Ode to Clio in the seventh grade “Muse Off” competition (losing the first prize, disgracefully, to a poem in which the word “pigtail” was spelled “pig tail”). Even so, and despite the clear evidence of my elevated abilities, I have repeatedly had to contend with the downward pull of my less motivated, focused, and frankly capable peers. It has been, to be perfectly honest, a great drain on my considerable energies to hold myself in check while the rest of the class offer various lame opinions on the failure of socialism or the causes of the Civil War. My private tutors have gone so far as to say that school has held me back, and even compromised my otherwise limitless potential. If it had not been for ninth grade geometry, for example, I might have already completed multi-variable calculus. Instead, poor teaching has done irreparable harm to what might otherwise have been one of the great mathematical minds of my generation. If it had not been for the closed-minded sycophancy of the drama director, the voice which my vocal coach has described as “simply thrilling” would have received an appropriate showcase, rather than being relegated to the chorus. And had my eleventh grade English teacher not suffered from a delusional sense of her own abilities, I would have been given my head to fully explore the cannon as a self-directed, independent study, rather than being forced to goose step alongside the granite-brained “students” in my class, every one of them headed down the road to general ignorance and illiteracy. Is it any wonder, given these handicaps, that my SAT scores of 320 Verbal, 360 Math, 310 Writing and GPA of 0.8734 obviously do not reflect my true abilities, not to speak of my extraordinary promise?

Luckily, I have always known that it was my destiny to attend a first rate college or university. Only there will I finally meet and have the opportunity to exchange ideas with similarly brilliant and capable young people. How I yearn to meet my true fellow travelers, young men and women who share my vast hunger for knowledge, and ability to generate it! Only when we have shed the burden of those dead weights known, bizarrely, as our high school “peers” and “classmates”, will we emerge into the white light of real, searching knowledge. I am counting the days until the day of my enrollment, and I know that you are just as excited to meet me.

I am going to be a foreign exchange student in France for a very short amount of time (a little more than two weeks). I will be staying with a family consisting of two grandparents and a 16 year old granddaughter. What should I get the family as a gift? And what should I get for the girl?

And do you have any other suggestions or comments about things such as cultural differences? (i.e. do’s and do not’s)

Thanks!

I am going to be a foreign exchange student in France for a very short amount of time (a little more than two weeks). I will be staying with a family consisting of two grandparents and a 16 year old granddaughter. What should I get the family as a gift? And what should I get for the girl?

And do you have any other suggestions or comments about things such as cultural differences? (i.e. do’s and do not’s)

Thanks!

I have a German exchange student, and he is getting ready to leave America soon. But before he leaves his mom, and grandma are flying in from Germany to see him Graduate High-School. We need some ideas of going away gifts for them. PLEASE HELP!!!

I will be living in the USA in 2011 for a hole year as a exchange student because no1 will no me at my high school are people usually pretty friendly to exchange students? i speak English so no language barrier to make things harder!

Okay I really really like him. He’s a foreign exchange student and I went to his going away party because he’s going back to China (he’s coming back in a few months.) I like him a lot! He’s a year older than me and he’s sooooooo shy to where it’s ridiculous! He kind of opened up when me and my cousin came along to talk to him. He’s very funny though and very smart but I don’t know how to say that I like him knowing that he’s so shy o_0. I don’t know about you guys but almost every asian I meet is so shy………help me lol.

Hi!
So, next spring I will be traveling to Pamplona, Spain for an exchange program for 2 weeks through a high school exchange program. In the fall I will be hosting a student from there as well.

I am in my Spanish II currently, and will have completed most of Spanish III by the time I go there, but as my teacher is Chilean, I was wondering what the differences are between South American Spanish and Spain Spanish (if that makes any sense). For example, any grammatical differences, as well as vocabulary differences.

Anything anyone knows about hosting a Spanish exchange student as well as going to Pamplona would be awesome as well!

Thanks!! (: