The one side of the migration problem in Germany Not a long ago I read an article about problems that German youth with a migration background face in their country. Young people in Germany started a hashtag #MeTwo in social media where there shared the stories in which they collided the bias and prejudice in everyday life. There was a young girl in the center of the story who was telling the journalist about the disparity that began from the high school. She was an Romanian but been lived in Germany since she was six. She remembered as her teacher at school tried to convince her go to the more vocational school instead of academic. She empasized that students with non-German roots couldn't be effective and succesful in study like their Germans contemporaries. But she chose a different way and in result fluent in five languages and works editor in chief in German magazine. Also she remembered how she tried to find a place for the living and had no hearing back from the landlords. But when her boyfriend - native German, blue-eyed and with a "right" name - joined her in her search - lo and behold, they had several replies from the landlords in no time at all. One of the German taechers anonymously, for fear in loosing her job, told the reporter that some of her colleguages directly stigmatized some pupils with Turkish descent by not even remembering their names, not to mention any kind of proper studing. Several researches made by group of social workers showed that non-German pupils had an lower degrees for the same kind of their tasks. I think that this situation can become onle worse, continuing the segragation between different nations living there. Unfortunately, if you stand out in any way you have to make much more efforts to gain a foothold in any senses and areas. And always, it's in human nature, the one person neither good he or not, smart or not, will be judged by behavior of his own majority. And if this majority is not the model of apropriate behavior in the society they are living in - I feel sorry for you, but you will struggle it all your life. At least in the foreseeble future in our crazy modern world.

My first flight on Cessna Today I've had my first flight on a small single-engine Cessna aircraft. It was a spectacular and amazing experience as I'm starting to understand now. There were three people in the cockpit - my friend, who was tought, the instructor, who taught and me, who was sitting at the back seat, looking and enjoy the process. So we started at Livemore than we flew to a flying zone and made maneurs. That means turn on sixty degree turns to the left and to the right. The impression was like the land was right under me from one side and only blue sky from another. Then we flew to another small airport without a tower and made some landings and take-offs. There was a strong crosswind so it demanded a deep concentration of my friend to make it properly and safely. After almost hour and a half we got back to Livemore airport. An interesting thing is I become boring a little during last part of flight, sitting at the back seat and doing nothing, just staring around. But right after five minutes on the land I wanted return to the sky. I'm afraid, I become addictive to sky.

Little sketch I remember that I met her for the first time at Thomas's birthday party at his father's house. When I came into the party was in a full swing. People were dancing , drinking and chilling out near the large pool with a pale blue illumination. I think it was quite strange that I didn't catch sight of her as soon as I'd come by the door, because she...um...stood out. She was sitting on a folding-chair, at a very edge of it, and looking at the water wistfully. The pool's light was leaving the flickering reflections on her sharply detailed face, making her looks even more beautiful and otherwordly as she were. The space around her was special too. It seemed like the sounds of - too loud and hard - as I thought - music and the noise of party crashed right at the invisible border surrounding her elegant figure and because of that she were sitting there with a such quite and peaceful face.

About travelling to Grand Canyon 1. So I was with my friend on professional courses in the U.S. In Texas preсisely. We had a free weekend and after long conversation decided to go to Grand Canyon in Arizona. We had a rented car, two days and a lot of optimizm. Of course we knew that the distance we had to drive was pretty long and no one was quite sure would we reach the point or not. But doubts have been thrown and we started. It was about 4 p.m. and we'd been driving only for 30 minutes when my friend started to driving off. And finally about 5 p.m. he was sleeping like a log. It's soooo boring to drive alone for the record. Smooth as a glass American roads, relaxing music on the radio and a recent flight that gaves me a jetlag - all of these not added vivacity to me. I admit, I was very close to turn back, especially when we turned off the Interstate on a small road. It was night, there were no more road lights, only me, the night around and my snoring friend. And I think I would turn back if one case hadn't happened...(to be continious)

About an asking in English Hi, everybody! I'm wondering about tenses usage in English. Being watching "Pulp Fiction" I've noticed that when Jules asked Vince the time he had used the form - "What time you got?" Not - "What time have you got?" or "What time did you get?" (I'm not sure if the last have any sense) So is it typical in English to leave out the "have or did" when asking? And could I say for example "What result you got?" or "What problem you solved?" and e.t.c Thank you in advance!!

Trying to be patient Sometimes it's very hard to be patient and keep calm. Lot of things seem to be maden just for one purpose - to drive you crazy. Everything can be started from the awakening. The water can stop flowing at time you've been soaped oneself, your alarm can reset itself in a night due to electricity collapse, and start to show wrong time, or one of the eggs you've just added to a sizzling frying pan can be spoiled. Disgusting! So what are you supposed to do if the world turns to you by it's huge enourmous ass? Ther are lot of ways to do it to improve your morning. I'd want to share with you one thing I like most of all. Usually I'm coming up to a mirror. Looking at my reflection for a little time. Looking at my angry eyes and then smiling as wide as I can. And I'm just saying - What the heck? I'm not going to standing such a things. Do you hear me, Mr. World? And then I go to sleep being proud of myself. The end.

Trying to pe patient Sometimes it's very hard to be patient and keep calm. Lot of things seem to be maden just for one purpose - to drive you crazy. Everything can be started from the awakening. The water can stop flowing at time you've been soaped oneself, your alarm can reset itself in a night due to electricity collapse, and start to show wrong time, or one of the eggs you've just added to a sizzling frying pan can be spoiled. Disgusting! So what are you supposed to do if the world turns to you by it's huge enourmous ass? Ther are lot of ways to do it to improve your morning. I'd want to share with you one thing I like most of all. Usually I'm coming up to a mirror. Looking at my reflection for a little time. Looking at my angry eyes and then smiling as wide as I can. And I'm just saying - What the heck? I'm not going to standing such a things. Do you hear me, Mr. World? And then I go to sleep being proud of myself. The end.

What does "to tipped to take a role" mean? Specifically in a movie stuff

About the eyelashes. I'd like to tell you about our weather. It's not too hot frankly. For instance there is minus twenty by Celcium at the moment. And according to a forecast it's gonna be minus 30 at the weekend, so the plans to skiing came to nothing.. But nothing is forever and the guys from meteo center tell that on a next week it will be warmer. This situation might seems too uncomfortable but that's not true. Really uncomfortable was in my childhood or more precisely in my adolescence. When the winters were really rough and you had to come into the porch every ten minutes on you half an hour way, say, to the friends. Your balls jingled like Christmas bells and your eyelashes were completely sticked together with the hoarfrost. And that's was great moment, when you squeezed your eyelashes with your fingertips and the hoarfrost melt down. And there was a little drop of water on the tips of your fingers and your eyelashes were wet for a seconds. I can't really tell what's great was in this feeling but it really was there. And this perfect young feeling I remember even now.. :)