The English Room: Open Day

Did you know that a new place to hang out and speak/ practice your English is just about to open in town?

The English Room, who describe themselves as “Leipzig’s most unique English school” would like to invite you to an open day (see flyer below). It will be great opportunity to come and find out what they’re all about, and your favourite English mag will be there also! ;-)

When: Saturday, 5th June, 10 am – 15 pm

Where: Käthe-Kollwitz-Str. 54, 04109, Leipzig

What to do the Sat after WGT?

Hopefully you’ve seen these walking around town. These 5 images are on the collectable flyers circulating in celebration of the first anniversary of so social club.

Yes, so social club and the e mini mag are turning one and they’d like you to join them Sat 29 May at Mensa im Westwerk for a journey in two legs.

leg one: happening 7.00 pm – 11.00 pm

SEE/TALK/EAT

readings and media art
along with delicacies from various local ethnic eateries.

leg two: after party 11.00 pm – 5.00 am

LISTEN/DANCE/CHILL

Dance your way through the night as MOTTT.fm joins so social to bring you the hottest underground DJs. The after party will be broadcast live on www.mottt.fm.

Get all the latest info at: www.so-social.net

Disturbed by German youth culture

Fellow Leipzigers, I am writing because I am very disturbed. I was enjoying an innocent picnic with friends near the GfzK in the Clara Park yesterday, reading my book and once in a while getting up to have a go at the “kubb” or “Räuberschach” as it’s also called, when I suddenly heard a splashing noise re-occuring every few seconds. When I turned around I saw a hord of youngsters throwing empty bottles (probably the accumulated stock from “Männertag” and the weekend) into the pond. One of them was happily filming the occasion while other “kubbers” and my friends just looked on incredulously.

Because there were at least 20 of them, the two police officers we called first didn’t dare get out of their comfortable car and when we egged them on all they could say was “there’s only two of us”. Even with a so-called “six pack” that came to their aid a bit later, the group of officers behaved as though they were facing a giant or a monster but not a group of half-drunk, probably half-witted school leavers who were playing “message in a bottle”. To our satisfaction, the discussion they seemed to have had (we were too far away to listen in) stayed very civilised and to our very mature (of course we would never have done such a thing when we were at a tenderer age…) delight, some of the people were actually attempting to go bottle-fishing with rods and sticks. Thank goodness I don’t drink: thinking of what to do with beer bottles must be such a nuisance.

But one thing makes me slightly uneasy: I am not sure wether I should subscribe to the slogan “Oh dear, our youth is going down the drain”, or wether I should – from now on – take more care I never need the coppers.