Bonjour à toutes et tous! I'm so sorry for the inconsistent uploading (as in only one post whoops), but I hope today's blog will make it up to you.
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Me in Ile-aux-Moines! |
The last time we talked, I wrote to you while working tirelessly as the slayest bobarista in the Cedar Park area. We discussed my goals for this blog, my study-abroad experience, and myself. While I have clearly failed at the blog part, I can gladly say that I have NOT been slacking in the other areas. I actually had two updates that I was going to upload, but I decided that it would be better to give y'all a mega update instead.
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"My street, my neighborhood, my city" |
The first week in France did not feel real. In my original update, I talked about how strangely calm and collected I felt on my flight from Detroit to Paris because my brain could not process that France was my home for the next four months. I wrote, "Until the wheels of this plane touch down on the Charles De Gaule tarmac, and therefore French soil, I will not believe that this is happening", and on my momma was I wrong. After arriving at the Nantes regional airport, I took an Uber with Andrew Tate's benevolent French twin as the driver, who proceeded to give me a personalized tour of Nantes during our incredible 30-minute ride together. He dropped me off at my destination, the IES center, and sent me off with the advice "Never give up". As you can imagine, meeting the human personification of a Pinterest quote did not make France feel any more real.
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A photo of my beloved Austin airport before I left for my first flight |
Entering the IES center was and is still the most daunting experience of my study abroad. Immediately, I was greeted by the staff who showed me around the building and led me into a room with other students in my program conversing in French. Obviously, I expected to switch completely to French the moment I landed in Nantes, but I don't think I realized how quick the change would be. Everyone turned out to be super nice (of course), which calmed my nerves, but I still had another challenge to face... my host family!!
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A profound French dog |
I had nothing to be worried about. Absolutely NOTHING. My host family is extremely kind and caring. They make sure that I understand the conversation, that no one speaks too fast, and that I'm taking advantage of my time in France by trying every cheese possible. I've had so much fun devouring traditional French cuisine, learning dinner etiquette, and comparing the French and American education systems with my host sisters. They are a huge part of why I haven't keeled over and died from a stress-induced heart attack.
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TARTELETTE AUX 3 FROMAGES from idk in the Centre-Ville |
The first real week of orientation, September 8-14, was a challenge to get through. Before arriving in Nantes, we were required to take a written exam to assess our French language knowledge. Of course, that wasn't enough to fully evaluate our skills, so they dedicated that week to test our skills in person. On Monday through Thursday, we all spent around 6-7 hours a day listening, speaking, and writing in French. I would come home and immediately pass out for a two-hour nap after classes because of how exhausted my brain was. However, I will admit that it improved my French skills tremendously. On Thursday evening, we celebrated the end of orientation by singing our hearts out at a karaoke bar--my favorite day of the semester so far.
Over the weekend, we visited Bretagne and explored some cute medieval towns! Check out my insta @kenenfrance to see the pictures for each city.
This week, I started my actual classes!!! I'm taking 19th Century French Art History, History of French Cinema, Gastronomy, a language course, and I decided last minute that I will also participate in the teaching internship. My classes are going great, and it feels so good to be able to dedicate all of my time to learning French, a language that I adore. I will probably AHHHHHHHH also take a biology course at the University, but I still have yet to hear if any are available.
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A house I walk past on my way back from school... so gorgeeee |
While difficult, these past two weeks in France were rewarding. I'm celebrating the little wins, like ordering completely in French at the Boulangerie and being able to talk about my day at the dinner table with my host family. To be honest, I felt really insecure about my skills at first because I could tell that my fear of making mistakes was holding me back. I've already had plenty of inevitable awkward moments, but life goes on and when it comes down to it, nobody is going to remember that I accidentally said "un" instead of "une". I can feel myself slowly letting go of that shame and starting to embrace imperfection, which is exactly the direction I wanted to take myself.
This was an EXTREMELY condensed recap of the past two weeks... please forgive me for having zero motivation to write T_T. I promise to be better... for you all *finger heart*. Please let me know if you have any specific questions I can answer in the next blog! Thanks again to those who take the time to read these :)
À plus tard!
Ken ^3^