Buff, esto huele a cerrado… Y cada vez que ha… ha… ¡haatchi! aparece una letra en la pantalla levanta una nube de polvo impresio… ¡haaatchi!… impresionante. Pero supongo que es mi culpa, por no haberme pasado más a menudo para mantener esto mínimamente limpio y fresco. Sólo puedo dar las gracias que no se hayan instalado todavía las arañas, porque entonces, en vez de empuñar valientemente el plumero y la fregona virtual, ya hubiera salido corriendo como alma que lleva el diablo para no volver nunca, gritando como loca. Virtualmente, claro.
A finales del trimestre pasado, recibí un correo desde la Fundación de los Colegios del Mundo Unido de España que me pedía escribir una carta y grabar un pequeño vídeo para agradecer a mis patrocinadores, el BBVA, la beca que hace posibles estos dos años en Noruega. Como mi inclinación natural es la escritura, redacté una carta relatando algunas de las mejores experiencias de este curso, algunos de los pensamientos que me cruzaban la mente ahora que el primer año estaba acabando… Pero a la hora de hacer el vídeo, lo fui empujando delante de mí durante las semanas de estudio y exámenes, las despedidas y los últimos días. Después me dejé la cámara de vídeo en el colegio como consecuencia de hacer las maletas y guardar todas mis posesiones en 20 cajas a las cuatro de la mañana, y como castigo divino, la cámara prestada escupió unos archivos alienígenas que emprendieron una lucha encarnizda contra mí y mi software terrestre, que ganamos nosotros por los pelos. El resultado os lo dejo aquí…
Pero resulta que el trabajo valió la pena incluso más de lo que pensaba, porque poco después de que la Fundación colgara mi video en Facebook, recibí un mensaje desde Noruega, de Asbjørn Eikerol, al que normalemente vemos en los eventos culturales de Dale y que viene también al colegio para la actividad de bailes tradicionales y para algunos de nuestros espectáculos interculturales. De forma que tiene más relación con el colegio, y me escribió par preguntar si podía colgar mi vídeo en un blog colectivo en el que participa y donde se publican novedades y eventos de la comarca de Fjaler.
Os dejo aquí el link al blog…
… el link a todos los post publicados por Asbjørn…
Escribí un texto en inglés, traduciendo un poco el contenido del video y ampliando un poco, así que lo cuelgo también aquí. Os dejo con esto de momento, pero volveré pronto, ahora que las barras laterales ya no chirrían y he limpiado un poco las ventanas para dejar entrar la luz. Virtual, claro.
After one year at the Red Cross Nordic United World College, I am back in Puentetoma, my little village in the north of Spain, enjoying some time off and a relatively warm summer. I remember being here one year ago, trying to make a list in the warmth with the things I thought I would need in the cold: rain jacket, winter clothes, thermal underwear, mountain boots… Afterwards it was almost impossible to close the suitcase, even with me sitting on it! Then I threw a farewell party, said goodbye to my friends and family, played a last football match with my brother and enjoyed for the last time in months my dad’s great tortilla… I knew that I would not be in Spain for quite a while!
For the coming year, I expected adventures, great experiences… I was curious, excited and also nervous; after all, I did not have a clear idea of how the life at the shore of the fiord would be. It was a big challenge.
Now that I am home again, I can compare the expectations I had last summer with the memories I treasure now, and I know that this year has been even better than expected. I have met people from all backgrounds, cultures and ideologies, we have discussed and debated together, finding points in common which sometimes surprised us, and learning to respect our differences. We have also learned to work together, finding out our strengths and how we can contribute to the team, and how the team can help us in our task. At the same time, the freedom that we enjoy at RCNUWC, gives us the chance to discover our own rhythm and motivation to work.
When we first years said goodbye to our second years in March, we were grateful that we still had one more year left at the College. A year that we are looking forward to: we are going to meet our first years, the next generation, and we will have the chance to help them, just like we were helped last year; there will be more snow, more “latino gatherings”, more parties and projects, more jumps into the fiord and pre-cooked noodles at midnight; more great experiences and small anecdotes.
We don’t want to think much about it, but this is our last year. I am sure that we will make the best out of it, to learn and enjoy as much as possible, so that next year, when it is our time to go, we are ready to use what we have learned and give back what we were given.
Probably, some of us hesitate before taking the next step, but deep down we know that these two years are enough for us and that we have to leave space for those who will come after us.
It won’t be saying good bye to my friends and to the college only – I am also going to leave behind Norway, which by know means a lot to me. When we had to write down our preferences among the United World Colleges, which countries we wanted to go to, Norway was my first choice. We did not know much about any of the colleges, but even though there were much more exotic choices, I felt that Norway with its fiords and mountains, glaciers and forests was exotic for me, in a different way than Costa Rica or India, of course, but still very different from Spain. As a half-German girl, I also felt instinctively drawn to the Nordic region, identified with the social values and culture. Our College is quite isolated, three kilometers away from Flekke and about twenty minutes away by bus from the next bigger town Dale. But somehow it was possible for me to see and learn a lot about Norway and the people who live there, and I appreciate it very much. Through a four-day expedition to Jostedalsbreen, the visits of locals to our college for theater representations and shows, volunteering at Ridderrennet in Beitostolen for a week, celebrating the Norwegian National Day and taking part in the parade in Dale, trips to Forde or Bergen and my participation in the college’s host family program, a great opportunity to get to know the lifestyle of a Norwegian family, make friends and enjoy wonderful weekends away from the college routine. I have found both, the great differences from my home country as well as the similarities and affinity in character with what the Nordic region represents. Soon it will be time to go back, and I don’t only feel like I am leaving home, in a way, I am also coming home!
With this video I am trying to give an idea of what this year at RCNUWC has meant to me, and thank not only my sponsors, but everyone who has made this possible and has contributed to the amazing experience.
Coming to Flekke has been like a jump into the fiord. Maybe during the few seconds when you are suspended in the air, looking towards the very cold water that is waiting for you, you are a little bit scared. But one you are in it, and you feel your nerves and muscles awake and ready to swim as fast as possible to the ladder, you don’t regret it a bit!