Alarm goes off. Snooze. Alarm goes off again. Snooze. Alarm goes off a THIRD time. Snooze. This is me in the morning. I HATE mornings, but I love morning classes. Continue reading “Back to the Routine”
If we were having coffee I would probably make an iced mocha, since the heat can be somewhat unbearable here in France. I would ask what you would like, make your drink and sit down (probably with an assortment of cookies because that’s what my mom taught me to do while having coffee with people. It is a social event). Continue reading “If We Were Having Coffee (La rentrée est là)”
Two Years Ago
An article I wrote in the midst of my anger.
“No child left behind, that’s the American scheme” raps Macklemore in Ten Thousand Hours, words that to me, resonated as I drove by the high school I graduated from.
Continue reading “No Child Left Behind… But I Was: Building My Own Dream”
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. Continue reading “The Power of a Good Job/Boss/Teacher”
“You must just be so ecstatic about going to France, you are going to have so much fun, you are going to drink so much wine and eat lots of baguettes, cheese and chocolate. Don’t forget about us here in the U.S.”