My hilly land

You never know what will come,

And so, it has just begun.

I packed my bags, I stuffed it full:

My skirts and shirts, some books and food.

My mum was sad and me – excited,

I was to German school invited.

And not just school, it’s in a village,

Here I will change my style and image.

Big city lights I changed to fields,

Confused I was, that’s how it feels.

Instead of metro we have bikes,

Before flat country was my type,

Now up and down every day,

And no sea here, by the way.

I met new friends: some sheep and cows,

But you can’t bring them to your house.

I met new people in the town,

They showed me here all around.

I loved the forest, swamps and hills,

Here I developed hiking skills.

The school was perfect, as I thought.

It’s totally my favorite spot.

And kids stay kids in every country,

You have to treat them very smartly.

I learned from them, and they from me,

That’s how it was, how it should be.

And after all last months are coming.

I feel that now is time for summing.

So different world and all is mine,

In every place I could be fine.

This spot on Earth I’ll miss like crazy,

And life, which’s running slow and lazy.

It all has changed me a lot,

So much I’ve learned, so much I’ve taught.

I’ll keep it in my heart forever.

Bad Wurzach, I’ll forget you never!!!