I am an American living in Denmark...Well, now I live on the Faroe Islands, but you get the idea.
I grew up in an academic house in the Chicago area. I lived in between two better known villages, Downers Grove and Naperville. Woodridge is more or less unknown in the state, but every one knows the two other villages. My dad was a physcist for a national laboratory. My mom was a medical student in Denmark before moving to America with my dad. Despite the advantages and expectations, I was a pretty bad student in school. My dad drunk a lot and my mom was hopeless. I was pulled out of school in the fifth grade and home-schooled from there. I still had bad prospects though.
My mom and dad decided to send me to Denmark to keep both my citizenships. I moved to Denmark with out knowing the language and went to my first college. Since then, I have been to an agricultural sciences school and graduated with an HF with aims of going onto university. I have had more jobs than years I lived in Scandinavia, including farm hand, warehouser, logistics assistant, forklift operator, mail man, delivery man, nursing home orderly, fisherman, builder, fish factory worker and bartender.
I met a girl in Denmark and the relationship, to say the least, is complicated. There are serious issues of trust on both sides and the future of this relationship is doubtful. One of the issues is where to live. I am the type of guy who sees one must start small before moving up. She doesn't see it like that and unless I show her the world is my oyster, the relationship will never move forward.
Right now, I study biology at the University of Tórshavn and various subjects through edX.org. I plan on moving back to Denmark to study physics and operate a micro-business in communications consultancy between American and Scandinavian businesses.
My story is about rejecting realism and rational choices and going for gold. Even if in the end, you never reach it, you likely will have redefined what was actually realistic when you thought it was unrealistic and gone further and to more places than your peers. I certainly cannot be defined by the average, but I know my story is not one of a kind in many ways, and that I am okay with. My life has certainly not been boring.
I grew up in an academic house in the Chicago area. I lived in between two better known villages, Downers Grove and Naperville. Woodridge is more or less unknown in the state, but every one knows the two other villages. My dad was a physcist for a national laboratory. My mom was a medical student in Denmark before moving to America with my dad. Despite the advantages and expectations, I was a pretty bad student in school. My dad drunk a lot and my mom was hopeless. I was pulled out of school in the fifth grade and home-schooled from there. I still had bad prospects though.
My mom and dad decided to send me to Denmark to keep both my citizenships. I moved to Denmark with out knowing the language and went to my first college. Since then, I have been to an agricultural sciences school and graduated with an HF with aims of going onto university. I have had more jobs than years I lived in Scandinavia, including farm hand, warehouser, logistics assistant, forklift operator, mail man, delivery man, nursing home orderly, fisherman, builder, fish factory worker and bartender.
I met a girl in Denmark and the relationship, to say the least, is complicated. There are serious issues of trust on both sides and the future of this relationship is doubtful. One of the issues is where to live. I am the type of guy who sees one must start small before moving up. She doesn't see it like that and unless I show her the world is my oyster, the relationship will never move forward.
Right now, I study biology at the University of Tórshavn and various subjects through edX.org. I plan on moving back to Denmark to study physics and operate a micro-business in communications consultancy between American and Scandinavian businesses.
My story is about rejecting realism and rational choices and going for gold. Even if in the end, you never reach it, you likely will have redefined what was actually realistic when you thought it was unrealistic and gone further and to more places than your peers. I certainly cannot be defined by the average, but I know my story is not one of a kind in many ways, and that I am okay with. My life has certainly not been boring.
