This year at Oxford is over. My last day was June 17, when I had to take an Arabic exam. That day, I took the Oxford tube from London and travelled for the last time this year.
The exam went well, we caught up with my friends afterwards for some drinks and it was amazing to recall how much we went through during this one year.
We all had our own difficulties this year, I know mine very well. One of the most challenging thing for me was to travel to Oxford from London every day in the first term. Every day, I would take the Oxford tube very early in the morning and travel for more than an hour. Going back was even longer...
It was especially challenging with a very complicated Arabic teacher who would make things much more difficult for me (us) than they already were. And of course, the endless amount of material to read, write, present, study.
My journeys were particularly interesting: with different drivers, people and at different times. Things had their own uniqueness at different times of the day. I remember once getting on the bus for a seminar which was at 4 and so I got on quite late and decided to go sit upstairs (which i usually never do). An old couple was sitting behind me and I enjoyed their conversation tremendously. I think they were artists and as we passed along the beautiful fields and blue skies, they would find something attractive and meaningful in everything. It was not just a silly talk, but a very interesting view of two artists in love with nature. I enjoyed that travel most of all and had a great time looking around through their eyes.
What a long year! I have learned so much, have met so many wonderful people, but most importantly I have changed significantly as I have come a bit closer to my dream.
I am grateful to everyone who has made this year so interesting and meaningful.
A year seems to be a long time. But in fact, it is not so long. Just once around the sun.
The exam went well, we caught up with my friends afterwards for some drinks and it was amazing to recall how much we went through during this one year.
We all had our own difficulties this year, I know mine very well. One of the most challenging thing for me was to travel to Oxford from London every day in the first term. Every day, I would take the Oxford tube very early in the morning and travel for more than an hour. Going back was even longer...
It was especially challenging with a very complicated Arabic teacher who would make things much more difficult for me (us) than they already were. And of course, the endless amount of material to read, write, present, study.
My journeys were particularly interesting: with different drivers, people and at different times. Things had their own uniqueness at different times of the day. I remember once getting on the bus for a seminar which was at 4 and so I got on quite late and decided to go sit upstairs (which i usually never do). An old couple was sitting behind me and I enjoyed their conversation tremendously. I think they were artists and as we passed along the beautiful fields and blue skies, they would find something attractive and meaningful in everything. It was not just a silly talk, but a very interesting view of two artists in love with nature. I enjoyed that travel most of all and had a great time looking around through their eyes.
What a long year! I have learned so much, have met so many wonderful people, but most importantly I have changed significantly as I have come a bit closer to my dream.
I am grateful to everyone who has made this year so interesting and meaningful.
A year seems to be a long time. But in fact, it is not so long. Just once around the sun.
