By now everyone in the school knows I'm here, and I'm getting stares in the hallway haha
Classes were good, I didn't understand much except for in math (geometry) and in SVT (biology) and in English. Duh.
I talked to M. Fournier after school today about the paperwork that would need to be filled out and I think I was very polite and very appreciative... He asked how I was doing in the English class and if I was helping and I told him I was.
The kids are really funny, they keep asking me if I like this one boy who is always talking to me. I told them he was 'forward' and parce que je ne sais pas comment dit-on ca en francais, they looked it up in a dictioary, and apparently it's something negative in french. I kept trying to say that he was a very nice boy, and kept saying that I like everyone, but I think his feelings were hurt a little. Everyone else was laughing though, so I guess it could be worse.
I was walking outside with my friends after lunch and I was leading the group and this large group of very tall boys came up directly in front of me in this busy hallway with lost of loud people laughing and one boy came forward and started talking in Spanish? idk. But then he said something in french and I responded and he says, "Oh, you're american!" And then started talking to me in english, the group still totally blocking off the hallway. He said I was pretty and this and that and something about the other boys watching me... it was a little confusing. :P
The kids in Juliette's class are nice also, they all talk to me and are very attentive and curious about everything american.
I didn't have a class this afternoon, so I thought I would go sit in the quiet library and type up some journals. That's what I thought... haha I got there and Juliette introduced me before she went to her class, and turns out the librarian has a son in NC and a daughter in NY and spoke english, and really wanted to speak with me :P And then some kids came in and started asking about where I was from, was my laptop real, can we carry guns in the US, can we drive, have I been to California, New York, Florida, where do I live, can I point it out on a map... So I didn't get much done :P
Yesterday when I first went into my class the first thing I saw was this beautiful, beautiful person. Glowing with beauty. It's this boy with some very french, very eloquent name... the most perfect looking person I've ever seen, and he's always smiling and talks to me sometimes. I thought his perfection was worth noting...
Anyway, I have my first gym class tomorrow, and a music class also. I get out of school at noon- YAY! maybe Ill have some time out of school to hang out with some kids. I'm excited about the ballet tomorrow night and about going to the movies Jeudi :D
More later.
xoxoxoxoxoxo
susie
Tuesday, January 13
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Clearly the French know beauty when they see you, Sissy. Not surprised a bit that the boys can't stop gawking. *wink*
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Ooh, I want in! Susie, you are so pretty!
ReplyDeleteHi beautiful granddaughter. Will you have to fight those French boys off with a stick? Sounds like the kids and the adults all want a part of your time. We're all so proud of you for jumping into this new and strange environment with great energy, openness and bravery.
ReplyDeleteBon soir with love,
Grandpa
My, but you are pretty. xoxo
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