When a family hosts an exchange student, a common side effect is a newly awakened passion and interest in travel and cultures! American teenager Emily participated in a 2 week German immersion experience with iE shortly after hosting an exchange student from China, and she shares with us below the main takeaways from her experience!
In the summer of 2014, I got the opportunity to go to Europe! I stayed with a host family in Germany for two weeks. Of course, none of this would have happened if it wasn’t for my Chinese host brother Andy. My family hosted Andy for the spring 2014 semester and he was truly a joy for my family and his classmates. His experience inspired me to do the same, and I soon had a host family in Germany from the help of iE-USA and I was on my way!
I went to Germany with almost no knowledge of the language, but luckily, my host sister Elli went to a bilingual school and had near perfect English. My family welcomed me to their home with a homemade cake that had my name on it in German colors and made me really feel at home.

I was also extremely fortunate to be in Germany for most of the World Cup. I went to a viewing party with my family and got to see Brazil get destroyed; I also got to see Germany claim the title of 2014 World Cup Weltmeister (Champion). The camaraderie of a winning nation filled the streets that night and EVERYONE was honking their cars and singing in the streets.
I didn’t really expect much culture shock since my parents are foreigners, but that naivete put me in a constant state of awe. My other host sister Izzy was my age (17) and showed me the liberal German youth culture. I was surprised by how carefree my host mom Martina was; she was very supportive of all her daughters’ decisions and asked me to call her by her first name. I still cringe at the thought of not calling her Mrs. Perez. My host dad Mike was also full of surprises. Despite being a man in his late 40’s, he still lived everyday like his last. He’s in a band that actually gets gigs and not only acts like a father, but also like a friend.

After my two weeks, I had to say a terribly difficult goodbye to my lovely family. I went on to see Stockholm, Copenhagen, Amsterdam, Brussels, and London. I am incredibly thankful to the Perez family for making my time so enjoyable, my school staff for telling me about how wonderful hosting a student is, the people at International Exchange, and all the kind people of Europe who made my trip so memorable.

The whirlwind began! This was August 29th and the deadline was August 31st, so we had to act quickly. We filled out paperwork for background checks and IE approval, had an interview with the coordinator, pictures were taken of us and our home, we wrote a letter to Javier, the IE student, and his family, and once approved, cleaned out and redecorated a bedroom for a teenage boy, and did many other things to prepare our home before his arrival on Friday, September 2nd. When we finally talked to Javier and his family via FaceTime, we knew we had made the right decision. We were very excited and also anxious. The night before he arrived we could barely sleep. 

When Ranelle Ladbury’s triplets moved out of the house, she found herself an “empty-nester” in a big way. “It was hard because I had been a very involved mom. When they left, I was lost,”
The Gasper family quickly connected with their exchange student Santat (San) from Thailand. Host mom Jeanine shares, “He’s surprisingly sarcastic and funny, making jokes and dealing with the utter chaos that is our family with four kids under twelve!”
It’s fascinating to note that the foreign exchange program continues as perhaps the largest grass-roots effort in public diplomacy. It’s purpose and reach, among other things, is to positively impact international opinions of America. After all, a person’s perception of reality goes only as far as their limited personal experience. When our most intimate life experiences shift, so do our assumptions about the world and our interactions within it.


I hear from my family across the ocean almost daily, either through WhatsApp, Facebook, Snapchat or other media, and we usually skype weekly or every other week. My American mom is, in fact, my shoulder to cry on, the first person I turn to whenever something happens. And my American dad? Well, he’s the one responsible to bring me back to reality.
