Life of Jules – an autobiography

Hello World,

This week in English, we have been working on a presentation about our life so far. I chose seven main points in my life, from the day I was born till now. I hope you enjoy learning a little bit more about me, and my life!

Life of Jules <— my presentation


I was born on a cold Friday the 26th of January. I was born on a hospital close to the capital city of Denmark, but it wasn’t easy. When I came out, I was 42 cm long, with a weight of only 1 ½ kg. I was born two months early, because my mum was getting very sick. When I came out, one of my lungs collapsed, and the other one was starting to. Today, it’s a big part of me, I have scars from the many operations I had, and my whole personality is build upon the fact that when I was just a few days hold, I lifted my head, and the doctor said “Don’t worry, she can make it. She is strong” a quote my mum and dad repeat when I feel like there is something I can’t do.


The best thing that has ever happened to me, was when my brother was born. He was born on the 1st of July 2003, making me 2 ½ years old. Like me, he was born at the same hospital, but at the right time. We are not far apart in age, which makes us nearly like best friends. Sometimes he is extremely annoying, but I’m happy he is here, because he is the best brother I could ask for.


My grandparents on my dad’s side, own an apartment in Engadin in Switzerland, when I lived in Denmark, my family came there once or twice a year, often to ski. The first time I was on skis, was when I was 3 years old. As you can see, I’m trying to keep my balance using my arms and my pink gloves. I have soon been skiing for over 11 years, and I love it. The feeling of control feels really good, and the feeling you get when you put the weight on your legs just right. When I was in 7th grade I joined the school’s ski team. I was the only girl, and even though I was nervous, and I wasn’t that good at racing yet, I enjoyed every second, and today, some of my best friends are from that time.


In August 2007, I started school in a town close to where our new house was. We had just moved from my childhood home, and moved to a town near by. But it was far enough for me to be in a different community, and away from the few people I knew in Kindergarten. When I started in school, I didn’t know anyone, and it was difficult getting to know people, because they weren’t very inclusive. I learned to read and write quickly, and after a year, I was at the top of my class. In Denmark, when you are above or below average, you are seen as a hassle, you are put on standby, until the others reach your level. I wanted to learn more, but it wasn’t going to happen. A few years after that, I started ballet. I enjoyed it, but it wasn’t the kind of dancing I had imagined, it was too strict. I guess, I was quite a stereotypical girl, I did ballet, I was good at school and was well behaved, and though it might not seem relevant now, it caused a major change later.


Four years after I started school, in August 2011, I started school in Switzerland. The news of moving to Switzerland for a year were delivered, when I made a “surprise cake.” I called it this because it was a cake with berries but you couldn’t see the berries because of a layer of thin layer of cake on top. I was devastated, I cried myself to sleep many night in a row, until I realised that it was only for a year, and I started to see all the benefits I would get from it. I started at the Luzern in 5th grade, I had never  spoken english before, and all of a sudden, going from the best kid in the class to the kid who always had a teacher beside her, trying to explain what was happening. one year became two years, and two years became three years. We then accepted that we would just have to take a year at a time until we got tired of it. So far we haven’t, and I am expecting to finish school here at ISZL.


In 7th grade I moved to the Zug campus, and it took a while to get used to, but I really liked it after a while. Since I’m danish, I was invited to be in the Lucia festival, where I got closer to Nikoline. She is the only other danish 9th grader, and we are best friends. I enjoy every second with her, which is mostly spent in laughter. Many of my other friends are thanks to her, because she introduced them to me.


The last point in my life so far, was the 15th of August 2015. In Denmark, a religious celebration takes place when the person is around 15 years old. A confirmation. This is when the young person confirms their babtisment, but this is now nearly a part of the culture.
This was the Life of Jules so far, and I hope you enjoyed learning more about me. Thank you!





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  1. Hey Julie!

    Personally, I felt that slides 2 and 4 were the most appealing and increased the emotional interest of the viewer. Slide 2 has a small, vunerable child and is very dramatic. The text is the right font and is structured well to create that feel of worry and anxiousness. Slide 4 is a picture of you learning to ski, and is an important slide, as it show how much skiing has influenced your life even at a young age. Slides 5 and 9 could be improved, as slide 5 had a text structure that didn’t flow and slide 9 had no text. JUst from looking at slide 9, the viewer does not have much to think about and why this was a crucial part of your life. You have a good amount of text on all slides and does not overtake the slide at all, the only thing, as mentioned before, is the structure of some of your phrases could be improved as it disrupts the flow of the eye. The font is very easy to read and stands out from the slide, but the size could have been larger. There is some blank space in each slide that can be filled with larger text.
    All your slides have a black background and white text; a lot of contrast! This is very benificial to the viewer and makes the presentation more appealing. Your older pictures usually have faded colors, which can sometimes make it distracting, but overall there is not much you could do about that :).
    You could have expanded on and showed how you felt as you realized that Switzerland wouldn’t be that bad, in other words ‘the reward’ in a hero’s journey. This would have added even more insight in your life and how you came over the fact that you might never return to live back in Denmark.

    Good job!

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