Almost exactly three years ago, I met -N- for the first time. He couldn’t speak any other language than his native Dari was worn out after a long and sometimes dangerous trip from the country where he and his family were living as refugees. At first we had to use sign language, bodylanguage and even pictures to communicate, but after only 6 months his Swedish was remarkably good. He had only attended secret schools held by people from his home country – so he was really starting from scratch.
Fast forward 3 years – and he has completed all but one course (geography) for his High School credits. This fall he’ll be starting college while getting his credits in geography at the same time. Yes, in a small place like my town, this is possible… Aside from being a top student he is also an accomplished athlete (snowboarding, downhill and soccer) as well as a genuinely nice person.
Yes, he’s now 18 – but don’t Think I will loose track of him just because of that!
Oh , -H- in this post picked up his two sisters and younger brother at the airport today. His Mother came two years ago (that’s another story for another blogpost).