8 Misconceptions about Franklin University Switzerland

8 Misconceptions about Franklin University Switzerland

Let me clear it up for you: Switzerland does not equal Sweden.
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Hey guys!

I happen to study abroad at Franklin University Switzerland, an American school located in Switzerland.

Our school may have been around for about 50 years, but there's still much many misunderstand about my school. So, let me clear it up for you.


1. We are in Sweden.

Switzerland does not equal Sweden. Unfortunate result of two European countries starting with SW. Also, don't mistake us for Swaziland!

2. They do speak Swiss.

Switzerland has 4 main languages: Swiss German, French, Italian, and Romansh. In our area, Italian is the main language they operate on.

3. People don't speak English at the school, because it's abroad.

All our classes are taught in English.

4. We are a school for only studying abroad

We have a 4-year bachelor's degree program and a graduate program, both U.S. and Swiss accredited.

5. Americans students are nonexistent at this school

American students are the majority at this school.

6. We always eat fondue

We don't. Actually, we're located in the Italian part of Switzerland, so we have pasta and pizza readily available.

7. We go skiing every weekend

Although we are near the mountains, it's more common for students to go shopping in Milan or eating in Como.

8. We get a lot of snow

It's too warm here for snow. It only snows like twice a year. Instead, the roads are lined by palm trees and it looks like we're on a tropical island.




Come and check us out at http://www.fus.edu


(Special thanks to my roommates Read and Ariana for helping me out!)


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To the guy that shot my brother...

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To the guy that shot my brother,

On January 9, 2019 my families entire life changed with one phone call. The phone call that my little brother had been shot in the face, no other details. We didn't need any other details. The woman on the phone who called us in full panic told us where he was so we went, as soon as possible. I don't think it helped that not even 10 min prior I talked to Zach on the phone.. kind of irritated with him, and the ONE TIME I didn't say 'I love you' as we hung up. Could've been the last time we ever spoke.. I remember pulling up to the hospital thinking 'this can't be real' 'it's not our Zach' 'this is just a dream Sarah, WAKE UP' I'd close my eyes really tight just to open them, I was still in the hospital emergency parking lot. I could still hear the ambulance sirens coming. It was all real.

The day our life's changed was definitely a test of faith. A test of how strong we were, as a family. I sat in that waiting room ready to see the damage that has been done to my sweet baby brother. Because at that point we had no idea how lucky he got. That glimpse of seeing Zach will haunt me forever. How helpless I felt in that exact moment frequently wakes me up from these horrific dreams I've been having ever since that day. That is a moment burned into my me and families brain forever.

You always hear about these things in the movies or on the news, a house being shot up, someone shooting another innocent person, not to care if they died on your watch. But we found ourselves on the news.. We have been confined to the hospital since that day. Running on barely any sleep, taking shifts of sleep so we don't make ourselves sick taking care of Zach. Watching him suffer. Undergoing surgeries, to repair the damage you did.

Before I proceed let me tell you a little something about the man you shot.

Zachary Keith Wright. A blonde hair blue eyed boy. Who could potentially be the most annoying human on the planet (possibly coming from his sister). A man who loves his God first, loves his family second. Perfect by no means, but almost perfect to me. A 19 year old who was to graduate high school this month. After graduation he was prepping to leave for Marine boot camp in the summer.. being in the military has been Zach's dream since he could talk. Literally. Running around, playing war with underwear on our heads, and finger guns. Some would say we looked like natural born assassins.. growing up he has been a country boy. Let me tell ya country to the core. He loves this country like he loves his family. He believes in helping people, taking charge in what's right, and never leaving a brother behind. He's lived by that his whole life. Until now....

The day you shot him. The day not only did you change my brothers life, you changed his families life too. The day you almost ripped my brother out of this world... for what? A misunderstanding? Because you've let something take ahold of your life that you can't let go you're willing to kill someone innocent over? Luckily for him, his guardian angels were protecting him in your time of cowardice. There were 3 times that day he should've died, the time you shot him, the time you tried to shoot him again as he stared you directly in the face, (even tho he couldn't talk I know you could read his eyes, and he still intimidated you. That's why you tried to pull the trigger again) and the time he was running out of the house. But he lived. A man who was shot in the face, didn't lay there helpless, didn't scream in agony. That MAN walked to the neighbors to get help. Why? Because he's a MAN, and because he's on this earth for a reason.

It's gonna sound a little strange not only to you, but the audience who is reading this. I must say thank you. Even in this situation, this was the best outcome we could get. He gets to live. He will make a full recovery. He will graduate. And he will go off into the Marines. You united my family together. Closer than ever. Thank you. You tested our faith and brought us closer to our God. Thank you. Because of your moment of weakness, you showed us what prayer could do. Heal anything. Thank you. This was a bump in the road, and a helluva way to kick off our year of 2019. But here we are.. all laying in the hospital. I'm looking around as mom is sleeping in her recliner chair exhasted but still here, Zach his awake playing his xbox all hooked up to machines, fighting to heal and get better. And of course I'm writing this letter to you.

See you in trial,

From the girl whose brother you shot.

'Fight the good fight' - 1 Tim 6:12 🤟🏼💙

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The Muppets Should Host The 2019 Oscars, You Know This To Be True

It's the only logical solution.

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The Muppets should host the Oscars this year. OK? Especially due to all the press/controversy surrounding the Kevin Hart hosting situation.

The Muppets are a symbol of unity, kindness, and peace. They always make you smile, because they're just that wholesome!

If we had the Muppets host the Oscars, we wouldn't have to worry about the worn-out political commentary, the bad jokes, and all the celebrities trying to one-up each other. Everyone would be made fun of!

We could have Kermit as the main host (duh), with Miss Piggy always trying to butt in and steal the spotlight, Gonzo and Rizzo would work the red carpet pre-interviews, and the Hecklers would be up in their same balcony seat, like always.

We don't need some super-serious awards show right now. We need a cute cast of characters who won't try to get "fake deep" or political (because sometimes you just need a break from politics, right?), and instead will just focus on making the Oscars an actually enjoyable viewing experience.

We need the Muppets!

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