being an au-pair

When I was 15, I went to an english teacher to learn more about the

language. My teacher used to work in Shefield as an au-pair, so she

gave me an idea to do this job. Living in London for a year after the

school-leaving exam became my dream. My parents, and my friends

thought this is just a silly dream, that I will forget as I do with

many other dreams of mine.

But no, I got into the university, but in spite of I knew I need a gap

year, so I started looking for an au-pair job in July. I wanted to

come to London, I registered on au-pair world.

That time I didn’t really know which is important to find a family, so

I didn’t really care things such as working hours, salary, paid

holiday, I just wanted to be in London.

As I started my job it wasn’t as easy as I expected.

In my dreams I idealized the english children. The future was

different as my dreams.

Naughty english children, who don’t listen to you, they are blanking

you all the time. Every day is a different fight with them. They think

you are their maid, who give us water when they’re thirsty. (My

question, why they can’t go to the kitchen to pour some water on their

cup?) My girl doesn’t want to bring her schoolbag. Once, I said to her

no more I bring your schoolbag, and she just started sulking, and she

left the bag int he middle of the pavement. She was able to walk 2

streets without her bag, so I needed to come back with them to pick it

up. Although they give up most of the love, you receive from the

family.

Don’t talk about the mothers. They want you to be grateful to work for

them. You need to clean their house as a cleaner, to iron the parents’

and the children’s clothes, do the laundry, washing the dishes etc…

If you make such a small mistake, like breaking a glass, they want to

talk to you, to be more careful, and not so clumsy.

In my oppinion, I do all the housework, so of course my percentage of

mistake is much more higher than her who rarely does anything.

If you stay at home on Sunday when they are home, she wants you to

pick the kids to the park. What can you say? Just; I am so  sorry, but

 I will meet my friends soon, I gotta go. So better, if I just escape

from the whole weekend, before she wants me to work in my freetime.

The kids can’t watch telly with me, but when I came home from Central

London, she is just having a very important 2 hours long phone

conversation on the phone about X-factor upstairs, while the kids are

staring the telly stupidly with opened mouth for long hours

downstairs.

My favourite, when the rice cooker went wrong, she tried to blame on

me, I destroyed it because of my clumsiness. Sorry, but how I could do

it? Did I get my screwdriver and start to destroy the rice cooker with

it? No, my dear, your house and the machines are just old, and you

would need to know that things don’t last and work forever.

But of course, being an au-pair is just a 25 hour long easy job, you

are the part of the family,(because she asks you everyday How are you?

And how were the kids? Maybe she starts complaining about your job,

but to sum up that’s all your conversations) so have fun guys, and

good luck, maybe the problem is just with me! ;)

8/3/2011

International Women's Day (IWD) is on 8 March. First it was a socialist political celebration such as the Internation Workers' Day (1st May). Nowadays, IWD lost the political flavour, it's a nice occasion to show the respect to women's. Thes day gie us the opportunity to help and give support to the women of other regions, where they are not treated equally as men...

frida kahlo

If Frida lived now, she would be a celebrity.

She was a rebell, as her quotes show:
"I was born a bitch. I was born a painter."

Her life was complicated. After a bus accident as a teenager, her health wasn't the same. She has serious injuries, she couldn't move after 3 months the accidents. She lied in the bed, and her painting career started. Her parents supported her. She started to paint self-portraits. Kahlo once said, "I paint myself because I am so often alone and because I am the subject I know best."
Her paintings were quite surreal, she said "I never painted dreams. I painted my own reality."

Her house shows her exciting personality.

Her love life wasn't average. She was bisexual, had affairs with both men and women, (in spite of she had a husband) including Josephine Baker. Her marriage wasn't well-balanced. His husband was the mexican painter Diego Rivera, who was a notorious womanizer. She cheated on Frida, with Frida's sister. SHAME ON YOU, DIEGO!

things make me happy

I am officially obsessed with clothes! I am addictive to buy them.
My aim is to have the biggest wardrobe in the world with the most stylish clothes.
I would buy some Mahnolo, and Choo, but I wouldn't wear them, because high heels are so uncomfortable for me.

I enjoy everything about clothes, I am really happy when I get a fashion magazine. I like looking pictures of clothes, reading about trends, and catwalk shows. I think I would be very content if I worked for a fashion magazine. Who knows: Maybe I will be  the next Editor in Chief of Vogue...

I really like sending postcards to my friends, but receiving postcards from thfem is bigger pleasure for me.

I feel when they send me one, they give me a piece of their mind as a gift.

In my oppinion giving and reciving love make everybody happy.
I got this heart from Avanya (a girl, whom I look after) on the first day, when I met her.

Sleeping after a tiring day. I think I don't really need to explain this. You worked hard, you are tired, and you just want to finish your day in your nice, and comfortable bed.

Music... inspires me and one song can completely describe my feelings.

cockney rhymes

portraits

My first day in England

I wasn’t superstitous at all in my whole life. To tell truth my 13th August (Friday!) wasn’t a lucky day for me.
Flying from Budapest to Luton was my first flight in my whole life. My plane had 2 hours late, because somebody called the airport, that he/she hid a bomb to the airplane. The security team checked the plane, they didn’t find anything, maybe it was just a „good” joke.

On the airport I met a nice woman, called Margó. She went to London to earn more money. She had a job interview for a sales assistant job in the lingerie and underwear shop, Tezenis. She left her son and her husband in Hungary, they followed her in February.

My plane landed in London around 11pm. My boss, Andrey picked me up by car. He was from Russia, he had a quite strong accent. Understanding him was hard for me. We were chatting in the car, and we listened the 3-year old little girl, Dasha’s favourite nursery rhymes on CD.
I can’t remember how long the journey from Luton to Ealing took by car. When we arrived, Elena, the mother hugged me. The little girl, Dasha, was in bed. I didn’t meet her.

In the morning I felt a little bit strange, because Dasha didn’t really interested in me. Usually the kids are just charming, and after half an hour they start to talk to you and play with you. She was reserved.

We brought her to piano lesson, she played the Piccadilly Circus. Then we went home to have some lunch, after we went to Royal Opera House to see the Ballet Cinderella. This stunning performance was the first Ballet, I have ever seen, and I enjoyed every minute of it.

After the show they showed me the Trafalgar Square, and Chinatown, that I liked.
Finally we went home, and I don’t really remember what we did.

                                          Airport, Budapest with my dad (photo by my mum)