Last leg

Well, I did it. I made it. I got my visa and I have everything I need to go.
The trip to NYC and the consulate was an interesting one. I had been stressing out over this visa process and appointment for about a month now, and when the morning came to go to NYC, I had a large pimple on the side of my cheek to prove it. But everything worked out, despite a couple of bumps during my appointment. First of all the woman said that I did not have enough documents for my visa. I started to get a little worried but then remembered that I had forgotten to give her some, phew! Then a little while later, she said my visa could not be processed because I had only provided her with a one way ticket, and because I'm a minor, I need a round trip ticket. However, when I was gathering all my documents weeks before, AFS told me that they had not booked the return ticket yet. I told the woman this, but she made it very clear that my visa would not be processed or accepted without it. So, I felt like there was nothing I could do and my face and chest became extremely red and were burning up because I felt like all of my dreams were being crushed all because of a ticket. Then, thankfully my dad thought to call my visa coordinator, Katherine, who works for AFS and tell her of our situation. Katherine was very understanding and said that someone in San Francisco had the same exact thing happen to them. So she faxed over a round trip itinerary and we were all set to go. Big sigh of relief. Now, since Katherine lives in New York City, she is going to pick up my visa for me so that I don't have to go back to pick it up myself. She will bring it to the NYC airport where everyone from the US going to Italy meets for a mini orientation and we all go to Italy together from there.
I can not express how happy I am that the visa is all taken care of. Now all I have left to worry about is fitting my life for 10 months into 44lbs (plus a carry-on). And trust me, that will probably be a breeze compared to everything else I've had to do, haha. Only 10 more days and I'm on my way. I still cannot believe this is happening.

Stove for Sale! Stove for Sale!

Hello all!

Things are going well. I just finished cleaning up and old 1920's Kalamazoo stove that I'm trying to sell. It's a little rusty and has a few dings in it, but overall it looks pretty good compared to when I first got it. We weren't able to try a fire in it because we don't have the right kind of pipe (it needs and oval attachment) so I'm not too sure if it works well or not. So if any of you are interested, just let me know!

I just recently had a chicken BBQ. I'm afraid it didn't go as well as hoped. At my last BBQ I made about $630 but at this one only about $430. So that will be the last of the BBQ's. I have one more bake sale to do August 14th at Wal-Mart and then I think that will be all for the fundraising, or at least until I sell that stove (fingers crossed).

It looks like I finally made it. Summer school is already half over with only two more weeks to go. It's been pretty easy so far, but government is a pain. I have to do all these things that are just annoying like attend two town meetings (and take notes, get signatures, ask questions, and do a write up for each one), three hours of community service, a big policy paper and I could go on and on. But who am I to complain? At least I don't have to take it for 20 weeks instead - hallelujah.

I have all my visa documents ready, of which I can do ahead of time anyway. I have to wait for AFS to send me everything else that I need and it's killing me. I just want to have everything now, apply for my visa, and be done with it. But soon enough, soon enough. There's only 36 more days until I leave. I still can't believe this is happening.

Bake sales... as promised!

I just had a bake sale this past Saturday (my next one is July 17 at Walmart in Lowville) and made almost $230! Most of my bake sales have been about $210 or more and I think that's a good chunk of money.

It always makes me feel so good when I have fundraisers because I get to see all of the wonderful people there are out in the world. I mean, I never realized how generous people are. Many have just given me money and don't take anything I'm selling just because they want me to go and have adventures. I feel so blessed to have so many people supporting me, even strangers. They just want me to experience life and I feel like there are no words to thank them for their generosity.

Some people have interesting stories to tell me of their endeavors in Italy and some just offer advice, like not to allow Italian boys to sweet talk me or that I have to laugh at my mistakes while I'm over there, because Lord knows, I will be making plenty! One comical man flat out told me what I was going to be doing over there - "getting drunk". He could not believe that I was going over to study and learn, but simply said I was just going over to get drunk. I laughed about that for awhile.

Summer school starts in exactly a week - ugh. But I think of it as just six weeks until I am completely finished with high school. Of course there is the school in Italy, but every school is different so I'm hoping school there will be a completely new experience.

I've been labeling things around the house in Italian - mom doesn't like that too much, haha. I have to learn somehow though! I literally can not fall asleep at night because I'm thinking about all the Italian I have to learn. I just have to tell myself "Olivia, there is no way you are going to learn all Italian in 2 months, just sleep". Sometimes it helps, sometimes it doesn't - ah, well.

Just the Beginning

Wishing. Wondering. Hoping. I wonder how long it takes for a person to find out who they truly are. I've just had my seventeenth birthday; seventeen years I have been on this earth and it feels like I just got here. There is so much to explore and know and I feel as though I have not done anything yet. I need to get away from the small town I live in; to broaden my perspective and find out where I fit on this earth.

So I'm going to Italy - a logical resolution to my problem, no? Heh. Well, I suppose I could have chosen to do something easier, but I figured if I was going to do something that I might as well do it full force.

It had never occurred to me before last summer that I could be a foreign exchange student. My sisters and I were simply talking and Keturah, my oldest sister, was telling us about a foreign exchange student at Lowville and how it would be such a spectacular experience to go to another country for a year. I agreed and then my sisters kind of looked at me and said "You know Olivia, you could do it". 

So here I am, embarking on a journey that will last a lifetime. Going to Italy to live for 10 months with a family I know nothing about. Living in a country with a language that I have no idea how to speak. Immersing myself in a completely new culture with completely new people. Some may say I'm crazy - that I'm so brave to do something so extravagant. But really I'm not. I am so scared that I will not fit in or pick up on the language or make friends. I do not do well in social situations so I guess I am a little crazy to go somewhere where I will have to make myself talk.

I think more than anything I am going to establish at least a small part of who I am. Going somewhere where I need to come out of my shell and make myself known to the world is going to help me grow so much and be able to see what I'm made of. I'm interested to see what I can do, but most of all I'm scared to see what I am not. I need to find the courage to do things that I would not normally do; to be more self-confident. I'm not scared to change... I don't think. I just hope I have enough gumption to make myself change. 

My host family has just been picked and I am going to a science school called Instituto Scolastico Righi (Unfortunately I cannot pick the school I go to, otherwise I would definitely not be going to a science school - heh) but they have other courses like art and art history, so those may be interesting. I will be living in Cerignola, Italy which is in Southern Italy. My family consists of Michele and Sabina (the parents), Francesco (17 year old host brother), MariaPia (13 year old host sister), and Rita (11 year old host sister). The parents are both hairdressers and look like they will be a lot of fun. I've been talking with Francesco a little bit because he is the only one that knows English - eek! He's actually in Holland right now with AFS but he will be home at the end of July and he said he will give his family a lesson in English before I get there. But I'm still very eager to learn Italian, which is starting to become stressful - haha.

However, the stress isn't just with the language. There is so much I have had to do and still have to do to make this dream become reality. I had to fill out an extremely lengthy application for AFS (the exchange program I'm going with) which involved doctors notes, lots of forms to sign, letters from school, and so much more. After I finished that and found out that I was accepted, I began fundraising. The program cost $11,750. I had received a total of $4,900 from scholarships so had to raise about $7,000 to cover my tuition. Plus, I need extra money for everyday expenses while I am in Italy (AFS recommends $100 - $300 per month). So, I wanted to raise about $9,000 in 9 months. A remarkable sum, I know. And quite honestly, I didn't know if I could do it. I just knew I was going to be having a lot of bake sales, heh.

Thanks to the devotion of my parents, I made it. I have almost all the money I need, with only about $3,000 left to raise, which I know I can manage.

Now, I'm in the process of applying for my student visa - an endeavor that I can guarantee you will never want to do. There are so many documents I need and so many copies and forms that I can only hope I have the right ones and the right amount of each. To make things even more delightful, I have to travel to New York City to apply for my visa and both of my parents need to be present because I am a minor. Ugh. But it has to be done, so there’s nothing I can do about it. If I’ve made it this far, then I know I can cope with obtaining a visa.

This summer I’m going to summer school at Carthage so that I can gain enough credits to graduate early. It cost $350 which was a little disappointing but I didn’t want to have to worry about credit transfers and everything from Italy, so summer school here I come! I have to take economics, government, and English 12. I start July 6 and end August 15, I think.

So that’s basically the sum of it all. This is the biggest thing I have ever done in my life and I am so nervous and scared and excited at the same time. I can’t wait to board the plane!