I just returned from my first french lesson. My pronunciation was horrible, but the teacher was pretty patient with me. The hardest part is that much of French is similar to Spanish, so I kept accidentally saying the words as if they were Spanish, you know making the wrong consonant silent or vowels accented incorrectly. Oh well... c'est la vie, no? I will be there three days a week, so I will learn sooner or later.
I met another au pair in class, name is Myriam, she is from Chicago and arrived in Brussels recently as well. Sounds like she has about the same schedule as me so I may try to meet her somewhere in the city tomorrow for some aimless exploring.
Oh! I almost forgot...today was the bus strike! It's not so exciting, but it meant I had to walk to class which made me about 25 minutes late because I got lost. There is one intersection on my way that is all mangled, there are something like 5 or 6 roads converging and some of them didn't appear to have traffic light (or maybe I just didn't see them) and because the buses were out of commission traffic was heavier than usual. I think I followed each and every one of those roads from that intersection trying to find a street sign somewhere.
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thats neat that you found the girl in similar situation. haha. yea I did that when i started french, read them with a spanish flair! ahah!! this is hannah btw, but using gmas name bc she has an account haha :)
When my older sister, Janet, went to France as a girl she traveled with a classmate who's grammar was perfect. Janet found the fact that someone could speak French with a strong West Virginia to be quite funny.
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