After a good wink of sleep I woke up on Sunday morning. As I did not yet have any work to do for the Croatian class, I continued working out my English words from “Jaywalking with the Irish”. My group met 10 o’clock a.m. for the first time. It was really pretty difficult to make myself understood.
Our lecturer Olija gave us a brief introduction in writing short stories. A story is different from a contract. You need not stick to the facts. Most essential is that you captivate your reader. In the early afternoon we were introduced by Helena in the fundamentals of modern poetry.
I, myself did not catch more than 30 % of my workshop leaders’ speech. Sabine1, Anita and even Renate, a young Slovenian woman, assisted me a lot by giving oral guidelines what I had to do. Thanks to their help and the intensive use of my tiny dictionary I managed both classes.On this day I wrote my very first short story about my childhood and my first poem about my greatest fear.
(Picture: Renate, Sabine 2, Sabine1, Anita - my group)
In the afternoon we went by bus to Split again. This time we enjoyed a guided tour and learnt many interesting and instructive details about the nice inner city. In the evening we had dinner in a traditional restaurant and we got to know Andreas, a student from Graz, who studies there this year. http://www.unist.hr/isg/University.pdf
For more information about Split go to http://w3.mrki.info/split/split.html
1 Kommentar:
Wooo...The Croatian coast is just breath-taking. And you went there at the right time. It is way too busy with tourists in the summer. My family sail the Croatian coast every summer and complain about it sometimes, but they still go every summer because it's so beautiful...Well, nice photos.
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