The beginning of the biggest adventure of my life. All of the fear, excitement, adrenaline, confusion and curiosity had finally led me to the place I had dreamed of being for so long. In this photo I had just discovered that there was a castle in the center of my temporary home…Bienvenue a Angers!
I had the pleasure to live with the most wonderful host family; a couple in their eighties who called each other “mon/ma chéri(e)” (my dearie) and called me “mon mignon” (my cutie) or “ma petite” (my little one). Everyone joked that the Thibaults and I were the perfect match because I was the first student […]
(This poem is in response to the returning from study abroad final assignment) Hier, dès le crépuscule : Riverside Angers, La musique brûle. Face-painted French peers ( Et pourquoi cette brosse à dents ? ) Pressés comme les feuilles ( Et pourquoi derrière son oreille ? ) At the foot of the stage, Pieds nus, […]