Just typing something up quickly before heading off to meet some students for breakfast. These last two weeks have been pretty whirlwind! There were a lot of obligatory evening events, not to mention practicing and rehearsals for the show at the end of the program (self-organized small ensembles and some groups with everybody since we're all musicians). My final presentation was on the Québécois school system (the main difference is the CEGEP level, which is an extra 2-3 years of education after their equivalence of Grade 11), its roots in the Quiet Revolution (a time of many social changes in Québec between 1960-1970), and the unique distribution of schools in Université du Québec network. There was also the final exam, the post-exam-exam, and a stack of program evaluations.
I didn't want to leave yesterday! I've grown to really like the city, the region, and my host parents. I think my favourite memory is the second-last night; after dinner Réjean was installing the patio stones, and Nicole and I were sitting out on the driveway in lawn chairs. I brought out a table with tea (for me) and an ice cream sandwich (for her) from the kitchen and we all talked until it was too dark for Réjean (and Nicole and I helped him, don't worry!). I like languages - and using them, - because it's something that's so directly applicable. I think about it less often in English, but for both languages there's a pleasure in succeeding in something so useful, and then beyond that using your knowledge to describe emotions, people, situations, and ideas more clearly. The same reason I like keeping a blog in the summer, I suppose.
But I did have to leave eventually, and yesterday morning I took the bus into Québec City with some of the other students, and arrived at noon. Towards the end of the program I was trying to juggle a lot of different travel plans which were kind of stressing me out, but this is so worth it. Québec is completely and utterly charming, and I can often tell how much a city inspires me by how many photos I need to take (I take a lot of photos anyway, but I can feel it's different when I'm really inspired). I may or may not have taken 175 photos yesterday...the 176th one on my camera is of me with my host parents at the bus station. I can't wait to put them up on my photo account, but it'll have to wait about a week.
Time to run now...until next time!
I didn't want to leave yesterday! I've grown to really like the city, the region, and my host parents. I think my favourite memory is the second-last night; after dinner Réjean was installing the patio stones, and Nicole and I were sitting out on the driveway in lawn chairs. I brought out a table with tea (for me) and an ice cream sandwich (for her) from the kitchen and we all talked until it was too dark for Réjean (and Nicole and I helped him, don't worry!). I like languages - and using them, - because it's something that's so directly applicable. I think about it less often in English, but for both languages there's a pleasure in succeeding in something so useful, and then beyond that using your knowledge to describe emotions, people, situations, and ideas more clearly. The same reason I like keeping a blog in the summer, I suppose.
But I did have to leave eventually, and yesterday morning I took the bus into Québec City with some of the other students, and arrived at noon. Towards the end of the program I was trying to juggle a lot of different travel plans which were kind of stressing me out, but this is so worth it. Québec is completely and utterly charming, and I can often tell how much a city inspires me by how many photos I need to take (I take a lot of photos anyway, but I can feel it's different when I'm really inspired). I may or may not have taken 175 photos yesterday...the 176th one on my camera is of me with my host parents at the bus station. I can't wait to put them up on my photo account, but it'll have to wait about a week.
Time to run now...until next time!
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