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My journey to Norway. It started as an imagination the first time I had that I was coming to Norway, I was doing my internship at Community volunteer initiative for Development (COVOID) then there came an opportunity where they announced students to go for an exchange and they wanted someone who had finished   completed high school and below 25, I applied and started the processes of coming to Norway. When the day came that is in august I set my self to come as you know by that time there is a lot of excitement I was not reaming coming. The journey started at Entebbe airport where I was supposed to take the first plane from, guess what was in my heart and what happened after I entered the plane, as the plane set off on its way in the space I started praying all the prayers I learnt since I was growing. The far it went in the space it started bouncing hits the space and shaking then I said to my self “ am dying” and I was thinking how can I call my parent home to tell her my last

Being on an exchange in Norway has not left me the same in some aspects of life. I have learnt a lot that even when I start narrating I don’t want to stop. Norway is a country where things that seem to be impossible in my eyes are possible to Norwegians as well as the things I thought are miracles only made by God are made by people instead.   For example, the behaviors of people, their way of living is so amazing and interesting from my own observation, while at Hald International Center in Mandal, people respect each other’s views, whereby from the top most ranks (principle and teachers) of the school to the bottom(students) every person is respected. For example, the principle of the school asks for evaluation from all the students in case there is anything to change, not waiting only for the teachers reports. Eating on the same table both students, teachers and the principle of the school, those things caught my interests and attentions a lot, meaning everyone is important an