“You’re Off to Great Places! You’re Off & Away!”
“Congratulations! Today is your day. You’re off to Great Places! You’re off and away!”
– Dr. Seuss (Oh, The Places You’ll Go!)
I suppose I’ve been avoiding composing a post, a wordy, thought provoking post, that is, for quite some time now… perhaps it was (is?) writer’s block – though I believe you must actually be a writer to truly suffer from that condition -, perhaps my hectic schedule and jetlag encouraged this odd sort of neglect. Oh, and self-doubt has certainly played a part in my dilemma. I read heaps of elegant, poetic paragraphs and essays online each day, and wonder if my petty work will ever be as lovely… or relevant, for that matter.
My recent experiences ought to be recorded, however, whether or not the prose is fluid and graceful. So! Shall I recap these past few days for you all… and, of course, for my future self. Let’s not forget a thing, Abby. 🙂
My mother and I arrived in France on the morning of August nineteenth… goodness, has it really been that long? Within the day I’d decorated my room in the apartment, and photographed the neighborhood, of course.
Since then I’ve experimented a bit with film cameras, picked up a bit more basic French, and met the first of my two roommates.
To say that the language barrier has been a struggle would be an understatement… Now, I’ve traveled all over the world, to many, many places where English is not the native tongue. But I’ve never wanted to speak a language the way I want to speak French. It is immensely frustrating. Is this how young children feel? Babies that can’t properly communicate, and therefore cry and cry… Maybe. (Though I haven’t yet cried; don’t worry. 😉 )
My roommates are British and therefore speak English (duh), and every class I’ll be attending will be taught in English… but I just really, really want to speak French. So badly.
I’m in the right place, then, yes? Though, I’ve never had much of a knack for languages. Despite being raised by a mother fluent in Spanish and taking over a decade of lessons at school, I can barely string together two sentences in conversation. Writing it is simpler, but my grammar is atrocious.
Anyways, I digress. Wish me luck, all.
I guess the point of these nonsensical rambles is: I’m off and away! Today is my day! (I just love Dr. Seuss.)
Am I totally ready? Ah, I don’t know. I’m not not ready. (Yes, I understand that double negatives are incorrect, but I kind of heart them.) So, we shall see.
I have heaps of photographs to share with you; they’ll be posted soon!