His job was simple enough. "Be a good friend" essentially he'd tell his family back at home. "I help the local people adapt to international kids, and the international kids adapt to the locals." But it was all consuming, there were weekly meetings, and get togethers. He organized some otehrs would organize the rest.
He lived on an all guys floor. That had its benefits, and in other ways negatives in that the air reeked of Axe body spray, and as early as 8am, people were already blaring music.
Everyone on his floor though was different. Different than him different from each other. Some kids were quiet kept to themselves, others talked to everyone. He kind of just had to go through and make sure everyone was cool with everyone, or at least had a group to chill with.
"Some the guys were pretty lost though." He told his dad back home. "Like this one guy, couldn't get up into his bed. He didn't get there was a ladder on the side."
His dad laughed a little, but he still feel like he didn't get it. It was crazy. All these people coming from all over the country and this guy couldn't even get into his bed.
It was funny.
He lived on an all guys floor. That had its benefits, and in other ways negatives in that the air reeked of Axe body spray, and as early as 8am, people were already blaring music.
Everyone on his floor though was different. Different than him different from each other. Some kids were quiet kept to themselves, others talked to everyone. He kind of just had to go through and make sure everyone was cool with everyone, or at least had a group to chill with.
"Some the guys were pretty lost though." He told his dad back home. "Like this one guy, couldn't get up into his bed. He didn't get there was a ladder on the side."
His dad laughed a little, but he still feel like he didn't get it. It was crazy. All these people coming from all over the country and this guy couldn't even get into his bed.
It was funny.
