I am zanksfullll for......

vacances part deux

oops.

23 November 2012

I am zanksfullll for......

Alas! Thanksgiving day has come and past and it has not been forgotten about here in France. My celebration of the holiday began last week teaching about the holiday in all my classes. Some of my kids knew a bit about the holiday, but, for the most part, it was something new for them. I began by teaching them about the historical aspect of the holiday, then moving onto modern observances, and then discussing the controversial aspect of the holiday if I felt the kids would be capable of understanding the ideas. After that, we watched a scene from "Smallville" where Clark Kent stands up to say why he's thankful, his mom cries, then dinner rolls are passed as early 2000's sappy music plays in the background. Afterwards (my FAVORITE part), I tell the kids about hand turkeys, laugh while the guess what it means, then force them to draw their own and then present to the rest of the class what they are thankful for. Some of them are really sweet and heartwarming, but also some of them were about cats, which is also nice I guess. Without fail, they all begin by saying "I am zankssssfullll..." There is no S in the word, and that's not even part of the French accent so....why? Anywho, it was fun and made me happy to be able to talk about this American holiday, and I even got a couple "HAPPIEEEE ZANKSGIVING!"'s yelled at me today in the hall, so at least a little something stuck with them, if only the date.

Um....? Also please note the white-out that covered up the "s" in thankful....WHY.

17 November 2012

vacances part deux

After my first week of vacation spent lounging in Angers, I decided to get out of town for the second week. My first destination was.....Paris (for the 6th time in my life).  After my last time in Paris, I felt more keen on the place, now that I don't feel the need to visit all the tourist-y places, and because my friend Alex would actually be there this time! Saturday afternoon I boarded the TGV in Angers sans communication with Alex (for the two days leading up to my departure), unconcerned figuring it would work itself out by the time I arrived in Paris. Well, it didn't. I arrived in Montparnasse around 6 pm still with no contact with Alex, and by that point realized that her phone was also completely off. Feeling confident in my Parisien knowledge (ha!) I waddled to her house with my bags and plopped down at a bar to have a drink and wait for word from her. Luckily, I had contacted my friend who I studied with in Grenoble who is now living in Paris a couple days before, and he came to rescue me from my lonliness and had a chance to catch up. Eventually Alex turned her phone on, informed me that she had no idea I was coming that day, and met up with me at her apartment after she got off work. The rest of my time in Paris was spent partying with Alex and her comrades (until 6AM on a SUNDAY! These Parisians are a different breed....), meeting lots of people, and a short stop at the Musee d'Orsay to see the Impressionism and Fashion exhibit (which, was kind of a let down, but I can't complain since I defied authority and got in free).


Beautiful sunny day! (The day I left...)

Mandatory lock bridge photo.

02 November 2012

oops.

Oh gosh, here we are again.....following a three week blogging hiatus. Well, I'll say one thing: it was inevitable.  What's funny is that I have not even been that busy. Alas! My laziness got the best of me.

As I look over the last three weeks, a couple of events stick out in my mind: dinner parties (LOTS of 'em), Halloween, and VACATION.

After some serious reflection, I have realized I have been to six dinner soirees over the last three weeks, including two which I hosted (which were rather small and barely justified a "soiree", I think), an international one, and a raclette one!  They were all wonderful and great and keep me eating well and staying as rotund as ever.

Halloween has oddly been a large part of the last couple of weeks in my life. If you were wondering, the French don't celebrate quite as much as we do back in the States, and, had it not been for my teaching job, I think I might have almost forgotten it was happening (as I did with fall in general...).  From my understanding, little kiddos get dressed up and go "trick-or-treating", although the fun of it is sort of lost, being that it is not their own tradition, which is understandable.  I have seen only one apartment with pumpkins smiling down at the street, and, based on my expertise, the artists must have been expats, judging by the expertly crafted grins they were sporting. After the age of maturation, not much is done to celebrate Halloween in the style francais. I enjoyed telling my students all about the "grown-up" tradition of dressing scandily State-side, and watching their reaction as I described/mimed the infamous Mean Girls scene (below).