Last week I told you about how my life started in Sweden and the first two years.
Today I want to share with you my first trips to the United States and how I started playing baseball, which as you will see in later parts really, has formed my life.
If you read the first part of my life story I tell the story about my dad, he is from San Francisco and his parents lived there when I was growing up.
I first flew from Scandinavia to the United States when I was about 6 months old, it is a 11 hour flight so my parents were very nervous, they had seen many times babies screaming the whole flight over.
Luckily I fell asleep as we were taking off and woke up as we were landing.
I was probably the quietest baby ever to take that flight.
My grandparents lived in a place called potter valley about 4-5 hours north of San Francisco.
My granddad had a little farm and was a great gardener; he would grow the most amazing flowers and great corn which we ate completely fresh.
The first time I was in the U.S. we were there for maybe 3 months before we went back home to Sweden.
Since then we have been to America about once every 1,5 years, every other Christmas every other summer.
I love spending time there, meeting my family, my friends and just feeling the atmosphere. People are a lot more open in California than they are here is Scandinavia, it is a nice change.
From 3 years old my dad would play baseball with me.
We would go out back and he would throw the ball to me underhand and I would either catch it and throw it back or try to hit it with my little bat.
As I got older I wanted to pitch to him so he let me throw and would hit the ball every time, which was very frustrating!
Since I couldn’t throw the ball by him I started learning different techniques to get it by, I learned side arm pitching and a curve ball.
Finally one day I threw the pitch by him, that was a big moment!
As I got older I spent more time at my friend’s houses. Mostly with Morgan (my pre-school class mate), Oscar and Samuel (the children of my parents friends).
We had a lot of fun and would play computer games, sports or games.
I was very social growing up, connecting with people easily and spent most of my time playing around either with a friend at my house or me at one of theirs.
Since I had spoken English through day care I was very nervous about starting school since it was in Swedish.
I will share my experiences from school next week, hope you stop by.