Ok, I have some more beach posts, summer posts, etc I need to get up. I will.
I was turned on to a possible opportunity for the school year after this coming school year. Planning a bit ahead is never a bad idea.
*Quick side note: This coming school year I get to teach drama! 😀 Yeah! I really enjoy venturing into barely known waters and seeing how things turn out 🙂 Who knew how much I’d end up enjoying being a TV news anchor, until after I’d done it? I am very lucky that so many varied opportunities have come my way over my life. I have a pretty long list of things I can do because of them. So, I begin a new adventure as a drama teacher. (Thank you to all of my theater, tv, and movie friends for your experience to draw from!!!!)*
The one drawback for this possible opportunity is that I have to have at LEAST a rudimentary ability to communicate in French. Yup. Me the can’t seem to figure out how everyone around me knows 17 languages, mono-linguistic teacher, really needs to get on this French thing if I even stand a chance. I have a year.
Those of you poor souls who have been following my journey from the beginning, know that naive me thought I could learn Spanish, (insert overdramatic theatrical voice) yes, become fluent in Spanish, in a year. Rosetta Stone, some other expensive language tutorial, Spanish 101 at university, and Mama, who would try, but I am S….L…..O…..W at learning language. Something is tweaked weird in my Wernicke’s area. I’ve got quite a few Spanish words I know, it’s the putting them together in a sentence I can’t do……
BUT failure is an opportunity to learn. SO, what can I learn from that. 1) keep going, don’t give up. I think I lasted 2 months outside of my university class, in which I did quite poorly. 2) It ok to take my own advice and just mess up all over the place but keep trying. 3) Find a 1-1 teacher this time.
I used my free credit with Audible to get the Pimsleur French 1 audio book. I have been listening to it at night as I sleep, hoping beyond hope that it will help the language sink in. Fast forward 2 weeks of doing that every night (and 1 week of not listening at all because I was at the Freaking Beach Man, it’s SUMMER).
So now I am back to listening to it at night, but this week I have begun to take 30 minutes and listen to it while awake.
What am I listening to??? The Hell???? This is seriously “How to pick up a French woman 101”.
Chapter 1 starts out ok, it is an English speaking American man meeting a young French girl. We get to learn how to say “Excuse me” “Do you understand” “I understand” “I don’t understand” “English” “French” “Mister” and Mademoiselle”.
Sure, ok. That’s not terrible. A little sexist, but whatever.
Chapter 2. P: “You are sitting next to a French woman who you want to start a conversation with. Try to get her attention.”
Here you are supposed to say “Pardon mademoiselle”.
P: “She does not respond. Ask her if she understands”
Now you get to ask “Do you understand?” *in French but I can’t spell it*
P: “She still does not respond. Ask her if she understands French”.
You ask the question you just learned.
P: “No response again. Try asking her if she understands English.”
*If she does not understand French, and understands English, why would I ask her if she understands English IN FRENCH??*
You ask the question.
P: “She responds”.
The lady’s voice comes on saying she does not understand English, in French.
*Call me crazy, but if she didn’t respond to your first 3 attempts – she is probably ignoring you. If she responds in French that she doesn’t understand English, she heard you the first 3 times. She is definitely ignoring you.
P: Now say, Ahhhh you understand French”. Why not? You are acknowledging she was ignoring you and basically making it impossible for her to ignore you further without being explicitly rude. Seems legit.
You do. She responds saying “Oui, monsieur”
If I can just add in that there is even a bit of inflection happening that is just…. well it made me write this post. I will keep going. I will keep listening. I will try to give this attempt the full year of trying. At least I will know how to pick up a French chick should I choose to.
Rain, rain, and more rain! Is this really summer? It’s been more of an extended spring around here, today being the first sunny day in a week. The video was last Wednesday, as I headed off to Kala festival in Dhermi. So, not like drizzle rain…. Massive rain.
The weather forecast is starting to look better, and beaches are on my horizon!
Light, love and peace to you all!
You’re probably my only reader 🙂 And I’ve been absent for awhile.
I’m super busy, but that’s not my main excuse. I don’t know what to write.
My heart is heavy with all that is happening in the States, in the world. I want to address several issues, but I want to do my research first. Which brings me back to I’m super busy.
Summer is coming, my school load will be less, and hopefully I will make time to write on here. To say the things I want, with the research behind it.
I’m doing good in Albania. It’s a nice country. I have a few friends and get to see Mama Ocean every so often.
I hope you’re also doing well. I hope your family is well.
Love and light
Bella Roma for sure! From the moment we (accidentally) saw it in front of us, I was mesmerized. I jumped up and down like a little kid getting a four scoop ice cream cone! So amazing.
We opted for the 3.5 hour tour by Colosseum and Vatican Tours and I’m so glad we did!! The Vatican was closed on Easter Monday and the lines to the Amphitheater was extensive. Not only did we get to skip right past all the lines, we had an amazing tour guide. I hope all the tour guides are as knowledgeable and friendly as she was. We learned so much about the history of the Amphitheater I was in overload.
Each section was carved at the quarry to exact measurements, with holes in specific places on the inside. A bronze rod was placed in the hole of the bottom piece and the top piece fitted over it. Then the remainder of the hole was filled with molten bronze. Every section, every stone; and that is how it remained intact for centuries. It was not until the Middle Ages, when Christians began tearing down all the “Pagan” buildings and removing all the bronze, that it was damaged by an earthquake.
It was amazing to be inside. Oh! And we learned that the Hollywood version of fight to death isn’t actually accurate! Hardly any shows were death fights because the gladiators were too expensive to kill. Mind blown.
Ok, here’s post 1, stay tuned for more 🙂
Peace and love.
It’s day three. I’m sitting at a tiny cafe, drinking a tiny coffee. It’s 730 am and we have to catch a train to get in the city in an hour. But, I’m enjoying sitting looking around this little beach town from my ornate little chair. I think it’s going to be another beautiful day in Rome. Bella Roma! Bella Italia!
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