‘Home’ is a word which is difficult to define. For many, it is used loosely to refer to where they live, but it means more than that. Home is where you are most comfortable, the place you long for when you’re alone or upset, or even just cold. Home is the one place to which you know you can always return and everything will be better once you’re there. That’s how I feel about my home in England, and almost felt about my house at university. And I can feel that my little room in France will also be like home one day.
I have been here two weeks now, which has gone so quickly. I have just finished doing my first full week of teaching and went on a school trip to Chartres on Tuesday which was beautiful, but exhausting. I spoke French for the entire day, listened to French for the entire day and even read French. So although it was difficult, it was so good for me. I’m using my free time to get to know the area and have even visited the riding school to have a lesson, and book another four which I did all by myself, and all in French! It’s little things which feel like real achievements and they make me a little bit happier each day....
...To read the rest of this post about my adventures, click here to go to my Parisian Life page on this blog.
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