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Hofi world wide
Hofi Karlsdottir - Miss World 1985
When you enter a competition such as Miss World, you do not realistically believe you are going to win. When, on the evening of Thursday November 14th 1985, I heard my name called, I was excited.
My mind went totally upside-down and I threw myself into the arms of Miss Israel and Miss New Zealand before I walked in a dream towards the throne to be crowned.
Each contestant brings with them a book about their country, a type of world library. One of the first things I did after the contest was to present the books to Ashmead School in London. The children sang a song from their play for me and showed me their costumes. They cheered me and I got a lot of kisses. I had questions like ’how much money have you got?’, ‘How much is the crown worth?’ and ‘Is it real?’. When I came home the first time after the contest, it was the happiest moment in my life; when I saw all my family and friends again, particularly the children.
I live in a small suburb of the capital of Iceland and some children even came to my house to get my autograph. I have been home quite often because of the contract the Miss World Organization made with Iceland, who wishes to use me to promote trade.
During a visit one day in January, I went to see an old people’s home named ‘Dalbraut’. One of the old men said to me ‘I am blind and I can’t see you so I would like to ask you for a kiss’. I kissed him, all the others clapped and cheered.
The children I went to see in the hospital in Iceland were all very excited to see me, and also looking forward to Christmas. Through the year I have had many letters from children as well as adults. I have enjoyed the children’s letters very much because children don’t lie, they are honest and sincere. I have always tried to answer all their questions.
A big newspaper in Iceland chose me as ‘The Woman of the Year’, and on Channel 2 of The Iceland State Radio, I was chosen both as ‘Woman of the month of November’ and as ‘The woman of the Year’. It was a lovely feeling to be so honored.
Hungarian humorist Geza Hofi
Picture description: The Picture shows the Grave of Geza Hofi. |
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