The people don't care what the hell I am wearing. There's no chattering about how expensive or good looking my new top is, in the morning when I come to school. That is why I can finally wear what I actually feel like. I can wear my favourite big jumpers, my favourite shoes, my jeans and put my hair up. I love the way the air smells just before the rain and right after. I love the way it's rainy when I want to wear something cuddly and it's sunny when I want to wear something pretty. I love the way I actually have the chance to take the beach for granted. I love the way I can get up look outside, see a cloudy sky and still want to do something. I love the way the wind sometimes knocks me over and the short rain showers which clear the air and my head. I love how I actually have a favourite spot to sit, where the waves crash against the rocks. I love how the water can be turquoise and calm or dark blue and stormy. I love that my way to school involves walking in the morning breeze and not sitting in buses and subways for hours. I love the way the people honk to greet you, not to curse. I love the way I can say “Bonjour!” to everyone on the streets if I'm feeling good and they'll actually respond nicely. Or I can smile at a bus driver and he'll wave. I love the way the people are all so relaxed. I love how the school has a little garden and chairs to sit and chat about t
he important things in life in between the classes. I love the way we have havepretty long recesses to talk. I love my locker. My assistant, my slave, my closet, my second home. I love the way the heart on my lock reminds me of the people I love, every morning. I love the way I get all excited about Fridays during the week and how sad I am at the weekend because I think I totally stuffed up my only chance in German classes . I love the way people say “Hi!” to me in the mornings, even though I might not even know them yet. I love saying hello with two kisses. I love the way some people try to speak German just because of me. It makes me feel special. I love the way there are sometimes fights in the afternoon break. It's always an exciting part in school everyday life. Running after the two fighters and getting caught up in a huge crowd. Pure chaos. I love the way the cleaning lady doesn't clean that well and leaves my stuff chaotic, just the way I like it. I love the way I have something to miss. I love the way the beautiful things here let me forget the things I miss. I love the way everything is so tropical. I love the plants and the hibiscus everywhere I go. I love how my favourite flower, Frangipani , is in almost every garden. I love the way there are coconuts in abundance. B
ut I think most of all there is one thing I absolutely love the most about New Caledonia: la 3°1. It is the most perfect class ever. I love everything about them. And every person in it. I love the tight relationship in our class. I love the way I can actually write that it is “our” class. I love that I am a member in this wonderful class. There is yet someone to mention and that of course is my German class. I absolutely adore them. From the sweet girls to the big boys. I love how they talk German and how relaxed the atmosphere is. I love how we get to listen to music. Although not always with permission. I love how we talk about “des grands mots” in French and in German. I love how I can gossip with Anaïs in German and nobody a knows what we are talking about. I love the way the German teacher needs my help. And that I am the total King at at least one subject. I love the way everybody hates the sports teacher and we have the short trips to the table tennis hall and back. I love the afternoon on “Ile aux canards” or in my pool. I love how we photograph good looking strangers. I love the parties. I love the sunsets and the sunrises. I love how much I hate the girl in my tennis classes and I have no idea why. I love Halloween and getting stuff in my hair. Or being emo with loan at a sleepover. I love sitting in church with Stef talking about how to steal the necklace of the guy with the cool hair. Or showing everyone 
In such a short time this has all grown so important to me. I dedicate this to you, my island. I am so glad to have moved to New Caledonia. I love you, Noumea. I love you, New Caledonians. I love you, Palms. I love you, my girls.
CHOCOLATE ;;
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