I like work. I feel comfortable, I can make jokes, attempt to speak French, and I can talk about my private life and not be afraid of feeling like I am being judged. These are things that with my old host family were unimaginable. When I spent a vacation with my boyfriend (which my old host mom knew nothing about) and came back to work, my old host mom would ask me when I was going to learn French and if I had even attempted to speak it that past week. When I speak French with my new family, my host mom has complimented me on my effort and mentions that French is not an easy language. With my old host family, if the girl broke something, it was my fault for not having paid attention and shame on me (by the way, I love the girl I used to take care of, and am sad I could not say goodbye). With my new host family, kids will be kids and accidents are going to happen. If I bought shoes (or anything else), my old host mom would always eye them and talk about how difficult it is to find good quality shoes these days. My new host mom doesn’t even ask if I show up with something new, but she sometimes comments on what I look like by simply complementing me.
Now, something that should be made aware… the French are strict as much as they are laid back. Meaning, if you do something right, you probably will not receive a thanks but if you do something wrong, it will be mentioned. That is all good with me as long as you somehow make it aware that if I do things correctly, you appreciate it… as in by being nice to me. My new host family, both the dad and the mom, have been nothing but that. They make sure that their house is my house, and that I feel comfortable. I am so grateful that their old nanny, who happened to be my friend, told them about me. I am so happy that I made the decision to leave my old host family right when they were looking for a new nanny. It was like it was meant to be.
I now take care of two girls (9 and 4) who are hilarious, and are very helpful when I have questions about how things are done around their home. Today, the mom came home around their dinner time and asked how their day was. The little one looked down at her plate smiling and said, “Mom, it was all great except ONE thing… that I have to eat this piece of broccoli.” I found it hilarious.
Not only has that been a good change in my life, but when I went back to school on Monday, I found out that my main grammar teacher was one of my favorite teachers from last year. Last year, my main grammar teacher was someone I did not really care for.
Having all these positive changes in my life makes me feel so much more motivated. I like this change.
So, I am updating you on my life. I want to thank you readers who have stayed with me through my silence and ignorance of my blog. It has been a very hard past couple of months (I will say that the highlight of this summer was being able to see my mom and my sister!), but now, moving forward, I have promised myself to try to update at least once a week.
I apologize about my absence, but I am going to try my best to catch up.