I am studying for a year abroad in France and decided to make a blog for each semester. The challenge is to have a post about each day, hopefully I accomplish it, in order to capture every moment. Enjoy my ramblings about France for the first half of my Francophone adventure.
September 4th
Atleast today was better than yesterday. I woke up early for two reasons; I needed to shower, and I needed to convince myself to take it with freezing water. Somewhat luckily I discovered from the fuse-box that my range had no power. Apparently this meant that my water heater was also powerless, I don't know why they of all things are connected but they are. Anyways I was able to make my shower at least lukewarm which is a giant step above freezing. It still wasn't very pleasant though. The rest of the day involved classes, which were fine until after lunch. Suddenly I felt tired and groggy, not good when you must concentrate on everything that is being said. It's obvious that my mind still has not adjusted to hearing French constantly, and is therefore exhausted. My friend Kate, the English woman though really she is Scottish, made a very good point in saying, "well, we can only go up from here." So true, our situations right now of not knowing the language fluently, not having finished living quarters, and not being familiar with the city are all rock bottom. We truly can only go up from that starting line.
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In the western culture, this is very common. It is a defense mechanism used by the brain to resist the French as a whole. Perfectly natural, I mean, they're French.
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