Photos: My Scholarship entry - A 'place' I have visited - Rome

pam_ — Sun, 16 Dec 2012 00:23:00 GMT

My dear reader,if you want to know why you should chose me,well you're not at the right place,I don't really know it,I don't even have a passport at the moment!So why do I do this?To be honest,the answer is a bit selfish.My Conscience,She says that it's more like hopelessly desperation.But She just want to justify my personality.You know,when you are 18 you need a sign,a direction,a map that tells you where to go...3 words are enough to describe what I dream after the high school.And 2 of them are Travel and Cameras.But,as my father says,I'm an eternal undecided,I need a push towards my way.And talking of photography,there are so many people, especially teenagers, who wants to become photographers.I'm not like them (nothing against them,I love everyone).I'm afraid of photography as much as I love it,it tells you how many things you've lost when you were shooting and how many you've seen,it never changes idea,but you do everytime you see it.I like digital,but the analogue break time rules,I give names to my cameras(Jhonny's the best).Everytime I think of a photography career I'm a bit pessimist,I fear,I hope to find someone who makes me change idea.And I trust in you.Sincerely,Alice

My Wonderland

pam_ — Wed, 19 Oct 2011 03:35:00 GMT

More than one year ago 7 school males and me went out to that place they call the cold "Deutschland".

We had thought we'd find huge snowy fields, warm houses, scarfs and gloves, but when we reached it, the great Germany, it wasn't December, neither January. It was April. Spring time, when the sun shines, the swallows come back and the flowers bloom.

I had always thought, since I knew about its existence, that Germany was a cold, icy place. Snow and Kartoffeln. I still remember Heidi playing in white fields.

But, have you ever imagined how Germany could be in spring? Well, we hadn't. But when we realized that we wouldn't have seen any white fields, we weren't totally disappointed.

I mean, how could you be disappointed in places like those?

Colourful flowers everywhere, peaked roofs and smiling elders; no cars but bicycles and leverets which run near you while you're riding towards school.

We were there thanks to the Comenius, European project which gives students of the UE the opportunity to travel and meet other students of the Union countries. I was a guest of Luisa's, a nice German girl who showed me sweet corners of her Rheda-Wiedenbrück, a village of the Nordrhein.Westfalen region.

Somebody said that we don't remember days, but moments; and this is what I remember, pictures of my luggage filled of winter sweaters and 25 degrees outside. My first time on a bicycle after a loong time. The "Kartoffelnsalad" and the barbeque in the garden. And the trees, the houses, the colours and all of those German air that make you feel so little in front of their motionless beauty. Even my sick-and-allergic-nose, which would have asked me for mercy anywhere else, stayed silently red before that storm of petals and pollens.

And the beautiful strong accent, blond hair and blue eyes everywhere and the gorgeous smiles of our German friends who took us around that place I called my Wonderland.

So... Yep, I can say, at the end, that Deutschland is a country where spending sweet spring days; but, I still hope to return and, this time, see it as I've always dreamed it. A snowed Germany.

It's time to fill your eyes.

Photos: My Scholarship entry - A 'place' I have visited - Rome

My Wonderland