Bank holiday/Back to work A.G.A.I.N.

Two weeks I ago I taught my class before the one-and-a-half week Toussaint holiday. This terminale (the final year of high school) class was the first class I ever taught. It consists of mostly boys who told me about the virtues of pimp rap during our first session together. They were [...]

And it’s no movie, there’s no Michelle Pfeiffer

Since I arrived I’ve been avoiding the question about what I think about France. Each time I answer, “I’ve only been here for (x amount of time.) It’s too early to tell. Ask me later.” Then one week grew into two, two grew into three and now I’ve been here a full [...]