parlez!
It's a beautiful day here, as most days have been in my 5 weeks in france. There's a new girl staying in me suite for the time being, and this morning I realized the high price one pays for speaking English all week. That is, she talked to me a little and I had NO IDEA what she way saying. Granted, when I talked to her, it was much easier than before, but I have already fallen a bit out of listening comprehension.
Learning a new language feels like nursing a blind prematurely born cripple puppy on early morning clover dew from an eye dropper. It's demanding, labor intensive, and you feel really guilty for slacking off a bit. On the other hand, learning a language is kind of a natural, independent evolution (or intelligent-design-olution, for any crazy people out there). At times I think I should worry or really try, since I seem to be learning just by being here.
Today I 'officialy' taught my first section. It wasn't bad, but it felt a little painful since I only had 2 students and one could hardly speak English. Also, my watch battery died, so I made them work on questions for a really long time, thinking that I had 20 minutes left in class. The benefit, though, was I got the fun new experience of getting my watch battery changed in town. In case you're ever in france, "pill" (pronounced more like piel) is a battery. I had to find out the hard way.
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