In November, it was brought to my attention, by Bruna the foreign exchange student from Brazil, to go to a meeting about foreign exchange. I went to the meeting bringing my dad along, who was all too enthusiastic to speak to Mr. Dvorak, the counselor, about problems and ways to get things along.
The next day, I found myself in the Counselor's office at my school asking for the packet to sign up. I was rushed to finish the packet by the deadline because I was to leave for a cheer trip the next day. In the end I finished, but I had to ask a friend to drop the packet off for me because the counselor's office had closed by the time I finished it. Thanks to my friend, Carolyn, my packet was turned in and I just needed to wait for a call saying when my interview would be.
At the interview, before I was asked to enter, Bruna came out and told me not to be nervous, to keep smiling and just answer truthfully. First, I was asked to be spoken to alone, and then my dad came in and we were both interviewed, then I was asked to exit so my dad could be "interrogated" by himself also.
During this time I was queasy I didn't know what would happen, and when I was invited back in my dad was calm and they asked if we had any questions. To no avail, when I asked my dad about the questions he was asked he would not tell me anything. I was devastated.
All I could do for the next few days was worry about whether or not I was chosen or not, and ohmigosh, I thought I would die of a sudden attack of anxiety. I told Bruna about my predicament, because she and I had grown closer, we've become even closer now that we've spent so much time together, and she told me that I shouldn't worry.
In the end, about a week after the interview, I received a letter stating that I WAS THE CHOSEN ONE!! I was thrilled! I screamed and I jumped, and now I know what it feels like to be chosen for such an important role.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
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