My first week of school had been a great experience. Noticing all these differences between my own school and Herschel. I have finally gotten used to the dress and the tough shoes. Going to school is becoming a routine. Putting on the dress and shoes, packing my bag and my lunch packet and being driven to school. School begins at 7.45 every single day and officially ends at 3 ‘o clock with Friday as an exception. On Friday, school ends at 14.10 resulting in a longer weekend for everyone, going to the beach and doing other fun things.

The classes I am taking are drama, art, consumers, math and English. For drama we are doing a play to perform on the 90^th birthday of the school. This is quite an unusual play since it takes place in the pool. Not only for drama, but for art too, we have a project for the school’s birthday. We have to design a fantasy creature to hang up above the pool. I am taking my classes together with Lotte so we don’t get lost, and if we do anyway, we will not be alone.

Next week we will be baking a lemon merengue pie for consumers. With this recipe, I have no doubts that the pie will be delicious.

Recipe:

dough
1 packet of tennis biscuits
125 g margarine

lemon filling

½ liters of lemon juice
1 tin of condensed milk
3 yolk

Merengue

3 egg white
75 g sugar

This weekend we went to Ratango Junction which is an amusement park near canal walk. I went together with Lotte, Lourents, Loic and Loren. We went straight to the slingshot which is a kind of launcher which was amazing. We had to put on a special special gear and we were hung up facing the ground. We went up backwards and once up, the guides were giving us these signs which I didn't understand at all until Lotte said I had to pull the red cord. I pulled the red cord which I considered a huge mistake considering the function of it, launch us!

On Sunday, my host family took lotte and me to Stellenbos, to Nicole's (Lauren's siter) university. Afterwards we decided to go spier where you can pet cheetahs and owls. We were very lucky because they had baby cheetahs which was quite exceptional. Before we could go in and pet them, we had to clean our hands and the soles of our shoes. We were only allowed to pet them on the back and along the sides seeing that they are very ticklish around their head and belly. What really surprised me was that they purred, just like a domestic cat. They were so adorable and had to almost fight back the urge to take them home. After petting the cheetahs we went to the owls. I could see some owls sitting on a stick and one of the volunteers asked, 'Would you like to pet them?' and I thought, why would I pet a dead animal. Apparently they weren't dead after all, they were just sitting very still. I eventually pet them and they were surprisingly calm and especially soft. Unlike the cheetahs, they didn't purr, but they were cute anyway.