Looking forward to Spring with a smile
Hej! I am Malin (SE), and I have been a short term staff during the past Winter season, which this week sadly but undeniably is coming to an end. (Yes, it's true! End of the season! Having to wake up after three months of dreaming! Should I even feel honoured that I'm - apparently - after all still smiling?)
Me being the only shortie not yet chosen as Smile of the week, a more cynical person might draw the quick conclusion that some sort of fairness reasons lie behind this election. But if that were the case, I would probably have written this blog post in advance (knowing this last week would be a busy one), which I obviously didn't. So let's instead try to figure out why - because it is a fact - I have just become happier and happier during these months!
Firstly, I am really not the pink kind of girl. I think I've owned no more than five pink pieces of clothing in my lifetime, and here I've been wearing it (nearly) every day. It took a while, but eventually I got used to it (even though it's still a working costume to me, and only slightly more natural to wear in private than a fireman's). Pink symbolising the people who make the KISC experience possible, it's now a colour I am more than happy to wear!
Secondly, I spent the first half of the season being ill. Beautiful Alps with amazing skiing are so much better when you can actually enjoy them. But I have (knock on wood) been well for many weeks now!
Thirdly, when I became a Pinkie, I felt incredibly stupid every day. Everything was new and different. Switching to another language meant that I couldn't express myself as precisely as I was used to, I couldn't understand every word that people said and even when I did, I still didn't understand exactly what they meant by it. I didn't understand anyone's humour and no one understood mine. As you can imagine, the majority of these things still apply - nonetheless, I feel happier with myself. Of course, I learned a huge lot of things here, but the most important skill, I believe, is that of not always knowing everything.
Fourthly, like most people from the cold, dark North, I have a bit of an issue with the lack of sunshine in the Winter - and quite passionate feelings towards the sun once it comes back. And ever since that day when the world didn't end (either), the days have become longer and longer! Increasingly, even! This certainly has an impact on the frequency of my smiles. I have another hour left of my lunch break today, and I intend to spend it in the sun: blinded by the sunlight on the bright snow, I will squint and sneeze, but still steadily smile.
Many thanks for an amazing season and welcome, Spring 2013!
Hej då KISC!