Long Etrangère

The road goes ever on and on/ Out from the door from where it began/ Now, far ahead the road has gone/ And I must follow if I can/ Pursuing it with eager feet/ Until it meets some other way/ Where many paths and errands meet/ And whither then I cannot say. J.R.R. Tolkien

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Friday, January 20, 2006

carrefours


carrefour (n): 1. (route) intersection 2. name of a chain of supermarkets 3. (fig) a crossing of paths

Just exchanged pleasanteries about the break with one of my colleagues...apparently they're re-thinking the longtime turkey tradition in France. Nowadays people like to experiment with meats they don't normally eat during the year. This particular woman had an ostrich roast for christmas dinner. Apparently it's a little like beef. Bison is another popular option.

in other thoughts:

Being in France has alerted me to how poorly I know French, but also to how well I know English. It really amazes me, after painstakingly learning vocabulary grammar and pronunciation, that none of these pose any problem in my own language, and I didn’t really have to work for any of it, at least not consciously. Thinking, talking, listening to, reading and writing (ok, maybe not so much judging from the effort going into my application essays...) require so little effort in English, whereas in French, which I've been studying for more than ten years now, is still a constant balancing act, though I'm steadier now than when I got here.

I can hold a conversation with somone, but unexpected problems come up. For example, it's hard to go to spiritual direction in a language where the distinction between "like" and "love" isn't as obvious as one word or another and talk about relations with members of the opposite sex. Misunderstandings are bound to pop up. And often you don't even realize your interlocuteur might have gotten completely the wrong impression untill you look back on a conversation.

4 Comments:

Blogger The Kozak's Daughter said...

I can imagine the problems with French dialogue with a spiritual director! But the more you practice the better you will definitely get. I'm sure your French has grown by leaps and bounds since you've gotten there--I do envy you!

PS I just noticed you list Life is Beautiful as a favorite movie. Awesome! That movie is incredible!!!

12:12 AM  
Blogger Etrangère said...

J. introduced me... but he can tell you about it :)

3:16 AM  
Blogger Etrangère said...

oh you have to see it, mi'amiga italiana! (I think) It's a great date movie ;) It's the funniest movie about being in a concentration camp ever. In a good way.

8:38 PM  
Blogger Etrangère said...

There's a movie out here with Roberto Begnini, something about going to Iraq in the middle of the war to find this poet that this girl he's in love with likes...I really want to see it...That man is a genius...

8:39 PM  

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