Bye France !

          Hi again, unfortunately, I didn't make a post yesterday. The amount of learning now at the end of the semester is overwhelming on all sides so that there is no time to think about anything else. However, today I make up for it, especially I woke up this morning to be able to write this post. Do you know what? Today is the penultimate post already, how quickly it passed. The first memory was about moving to France, so I will make a compositional brace and I will finish the story on moving to Poland.
          The decision to move out was unanimous to the whole family. My mother had a problem with settling in France for the entire four years (she was away from her parents, siblings, etc. and she did not know the language), I with my sister, we missed our grandparents left in Poland, I also missed my friends, for everything which was Polish, and my father agreed to our complaints and did not try to convince us to stay in France.
          We have agreed that we want to finish this chapter in our life and that we want to come back to Poland. To this day I remember the truck that came to us for our belongings (my uncle worked in a logistics company and after consulting with his company he came to help us in moving). After loading everything from the house that fit into the truck, many things were still waiting to be taken with them. Fortunately, Dad puffed up all bears, toys from our rooms to our car (which I would do without a teddy bear named Sebastian haha). I do not remember leaving the house for the last time and the trip itself, because I was supposedly so torn between - let's stay in France, here my school and friends and let's go to Poland, to grandma, to friends and Polish shops. 
          However, I perfectly remember getting off the car, in Poland, at my grandma's house. My joy at that time was indescribable. And even though we were traveling for three years on vacation to France, to grandparents who stayed there, we have not stayed there for more than a month. I live in Poland and although in my soul I regret a little this return to Poland by taking myself the opportunity to learn in French schools, I don't regret so much, because in Poland too many good things have happened to me.