I Guess We are Different.

Day number 2 in our Danish class.  Today we each introduced ourselves and told where we are from and why we are here in Denmark.  There was a little opportunity to say the name of our church and give a little information.  For the most part, people are unimpressed, but you never know what might come of it. 

SK shined bright with his Danish today, and Daniel a kid from Australia sounds like he will be fluent in no time.  We went over numbers from 1 to 100....and, fortunately for me, I knew them already.  I'll bet you're wondering what I learned all that time we had a tutor from Provo!  Well....numbers is one thing.  I figure I have another week before they get into Danish I am unfamiliar with. 

I was a partner with a young woman from Ghana today.  She is a beautiful young woman and speaks English with a wonderful accent.  There are several here working as nannies.  I think they are brave to come to a new culture, new language and new climate!

Our teacher today was a 54-year-old man who has one daughter who moved out of his home recently to move in with her boyfriend while she is finishing up school.  The remarkable thing about his introduction to us was the matter-of-fact tone he took to announce the most recent change in his life.  It is very typical for people to live together here before marriage.  That makes it even more remarkable that our YSAs are so strong about holding to the standards they hold dear.

The teacher asked us to tell how old we are.  Well, there was Stan 70, me 64, then a woman from Greece 42.  Everyone else was under 30!....and several said they came here with a Danish boyfriend or girlfriend.  The power of love.  Imagine following someone to live in Denmark because you love him! (Well, there is actually a lot more to it than that.)