This is out of order, but after talking about my first host family, i feel as if i need to say this. Just this past week, the father of Evelyne, my host mom, died. He had alzheimers and wasn't very well. So they knew it was coming. But I went to his house very often and i got to know him decently well. He was really a great person. He was very nice and always had a smile on his face. He loved to make jokes and constantly made me laugh. Friday evening i went to the wake. I didn't really know what it was i was exactly going to because i didn't completely understand the explanation. But i went to his house in Aubel where the wake was taken place. It was closed casket with flowers and pictures everywhere. As soon as i stepped into he room i started to cry. As people left, there was a fern that was dipped in water and you were supposed to splash water over the casket in the sign of the cross.
And so i just wanted to say RIP bonpapa and that i will always remember him even though i didn't know him for a very long time.
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