L'école (School)

Today was my first day of French school. I am the type that loves school and always arrives early with ALL her supplies on the first day. Well, not today. So my class begins at 8am, which wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t live an hour outside of the city. No worries though, I can handle getting up early, right? Rise and Shine started at 5:45 am and must be moved back to 5:30 because I was late for my 6:44 train. As I drove up to the station, I was the train sitting there, looking at me like “Hey Christy, you’re never gonna make me!! Muahahaha!” but I was determined! So I found a parking spot in record time and sprinted to the platform. I mounted the last step and watched as the train pulled away. “Good bye latest-train-I-could-take-to-be-on-time!” However, there was another train just 8 minutes away but it wasn’t direct so there would be lots of stops, i.e. tons of time stopping and waiting. Whatever, it couldn’t be helped. So I get to Place Victor Hugo, the metro station at 8:00. If I walk fast enough, I can get to class just 5 minutes late!! That’s not even late really!! That’s like your watch is fast mine a little slow, its fine!! I hurry down Avenue Victor Hugo to find my classroom. Btw, it’s raining. Do I have an umbrella? Oh absolutely not. Anyway. I’m walking and walking and walking. I remember it being closer than this when I went here before. Then I see the L’Arc de Triomphe. I had been walking for 12 minutes in the wrong direction. No, no, it’s fine, I think, I’ll just hurry back even more the other way. And it starts to rain harder. But finally! FINALLY!! I make it to class hot, sweaty and rained-on. And fortunately! The professor didn’t yell at me! She was quite nice. And I wasn’t the only late one. I’m also not the dumbest girl in the class!!!!

In other news, things with the kids have been going well. We’ve gotten into a groove that makes things run smoother. My most fabulous trick with them has been getting them to set the table. One day a week or two ago, I told Eliott to set the table and over his grumbling I offered to time him to make it a race. Well today, the table needed to be set so I said “Who wants to set the table?” and they both race to me saying “Me! Me! Me!”. MUAHAHAHAHAHA! Literally, this is what I said: “Well, Eliott, you set the table twice this week already, let Zoe have her turn.” MAGIC!!!! They both can set the table in about two minutes. A solid argument for when this trick loses it’s appeal.

For this weekend, I have nothing terribly exciting planned. Saturday is Nuit Blanche, a night where students can get into museums and things for free all night long. I mean, I don’t actually have friends to go with, but maybe I’ll just go out and make some Saturday night. Wish me luck.

Till next time everyone!!

Pronunciation guide:
L'école: Lay Cole