Thursday 5 November 2009

Golden year

i got this poem about 4 years ago, when i was still an exchange student in my hosting country (Australia)...

reading it now, makes me sucked back into my GOLDEN YEAR (as i could say..)

it was once a lifetime experience for sure,,
and i will keep those memories in my mind,,
not to be cried about, but only to be memorized...

for all exchange student in this world,,
i present you this...


THE GOLDEN YEAR 
by an exchange student



"A year has past and now we stand on the brink of a returning to a world where we are surrounded by the paradox of everything and yet nothing being the same.

In one month we will reluctantly give our hugs and, fighting the tears, say goodbye to people who were once just names on a sheet of paper to return to the people we hugged and fought tears to say goodbye to, before we ever left.

We will leave our best friends to return to our best friends.

We will go back to the places we came from and go back to the same things we did last summer and every summer before.

We will come into town on that same familiar road, and although it has been months, it will seem like only yesterday.

As you walk into your old bedroom, every emotion will pass through you as you reflect on the way your life has changed and the person you have become.

You suddenly realize that things that were the most important to you

a year ago, don´t seem to matter so much anymore, and the things you hold highest now, no one at home will completely understand.

Who will you call first?

What will you do your first weekend at home with your friends?

Where are you gonna work?

Who will be at the party on Saturday night?

What has everyone been up to in the past few months?

How long will be before you acctually start missing people barging in without calling or knocking?

Then you start to realize how much things have changed, and you realize the hardest part of being an exchange student is to balance the two completely different worlds you now live in, trying desperately to hold on to everything while trying to figure out what you have left behind.

We now know the meaning of true friendship.

We know who we have kept in touch with over the past year and who
we hold dearest to our hearts.

We've left our worlds to deal with the real world.

We've had our hearts broken, we've fallen in love, we've helped our best friends overcome eating disorders, depression, stress, and death.

We've lit candles at the grotto and we've stayed up all night on the phone just to talk to a friend in need.

There have been times when we've felt so helpless being hours away from home when you know your family or  friends needed you the most, and there have been times when we know we have made a difference.

Two months from now we will leave.

Two months from now we will take down our pictures and pack up our clothes.

No more going next door to do nothing for hours on end.

We will leave our friends whose random emails and phone calls brought us to laughter and tears this summer, and hopefully years to come.

We will take our memories and dreams and put them away for now,saving them for our return to this world.

Two months from now we will unpack our bags and have dinner with our families

We will drive over to our best friend's house to do nothing for hours on end.

We will return to the same friends whose random emails and phone calls have brought us to laughter and tears over the year.

We will unpack old dreams and memories that have been put away for the past year.

In two months we will dig deep inside to find the strength and conviction to adjust to change and still keep each other close.

And somehow, in some way find our place between these two worlds.

In two months....are you ready?"



it's been way long ago since i was staying in Albany, Australia. 

Still, i can remember each details of it. 

Those memories will always be in my heart forever

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