While I remember, here is a picture of the students in my old class, Premiere ES 4, from Lycee Victor Hugo.
Good Memories
In my canteen you swipe a card and get given either a yellow or a grey trey, 1 in 5 get grey. If you get one this is your treat. (more…)
So since the 2nd of September I’ve been back at school. Not my old school though, a new one – Lycee Raymonne Naves. It’s on the other side of Toulouse. Tomorrow marks three weeks back in the education system and I’m already starting to settling in to my new school environment. The class is nice, and friendships are coming but it’s like starting the year again. I’m in Terminale (year 12) ES (Social and Economical studies), in a small class of 24 (almost unheard of in France, the other Terminale classes are between 34 and 37 students). And we finish no later than 4:30, also a rare thing. (more…)
As Antoine commented; “You didn’t, even once, talked about us, your best (and only) froggie friends. You have to fix it and you will at once”, I think it’s about time I write about the friends I have made at Lycee Victor Hugo. (more…)
Its been a long time without writing on this blog, but this post is just to confirm that I’m still here, alive and thriving. I have many a story to tell and this blog will need filling in but unfortunately this wont happen before the 15th of June – until then I am:
In Paris between the 1st and 3rd of June
Travelling around Germany, Austria, Italy and France between the 3rd and 14th of June
Recovering on the 15th with coffee at dawn in Toulouse (might be DIY coffee seeing as it will be dawn and a Sunday -if anyone can find me a cafe open at that time I’ll love them forever).
Back on the homefront I’ve been staying with a second family this week while my normal host family is half in Spain and half on a business trip. It means I’ve moved closer to school which is convenient as this is my last week at Victor Hugo – tomorrow is my last day (last period is going to be a party and I’m bringing the tim tams). I spent the last weekend at the Med dipping my feet in the icey water and dodging the storms and hail that magically appeared whenever somebody said “beach?”. On the way back we farewelled some of the Northies (Northern Hemisphere Exchangies) who will be leaving before we get the chance to see them again. Kind of signifies a change from being the new guys to being the old ones who will have to train the next generation. On that tangent, the next lot numbers 15 which will make 18 kids for district 1700 – a new record. As is tradition in France only 3 of those 15 students are male (here in Toulouse male exchange students are a rarity – i hear they head to Brazil).
That’s enough of a rant – I’m typing on a French keyboard (azerty and the 7 8 9 and 0 buttons have four possible options) so I’m forced to hunt and peck for keys.
I’ll be in touch soon and will recap my life to date and the voyage ahead of me. My suitcase is splayed out on the floor next to me and it’s impossible to not smile when I look at it – In less than 48 hours I’ll be on my way to the heart of France. I’ve been there before – but this time I’ll be speaking French
J’espère que tout va bien en Australie. (ou votre pays), à bientôt!!
N
In summary, it consists of:
A 2 hour lunch
Designer shoes
A leather pencil case – I can only fit three pens, a pencil, whiteout, a ruler, an eraser and a sharpener, but damn it looks good.
Student strikes! Occasionally, teacher strikes! The last three days before the start of the holidays I didn’t have school. The students blocked entry to everyone.. a protest to budget cuts and educational reforms. I mean literally blocked – using furniture, bins, fences from a nearby construction site and their bodies. The French do this really well.
This is a picture of school – I’ll post some more later that show more detail, but for now this is the only one I have of it. I took this because of the thousands of flowers that are growing on the lawn. Hours of fun – I’ve now learnt a myriad of ways to play with them. Note the sky – much more like what I’m used to!
So I’ve now been away from home for about 16 days and have been in Toulouse for two weeks. Prior to leaving I was told at a Rotary Weekend for District 9680 to “Record your first impressions – because they will fade fast”. So here are my first impressions, many of which I can already feel changing each day… (more…)
So I flew in on Monday the 21st of January. On Tuesday I visited my school, Victor Hugo. Here I filled in paperwork and was briefed on when to arrive and received my timetable. On Wednesday I started school, arriving at 8am. I was taken to my class only to find that they had a practice Bac exam (that went for 4 hours – school only goes for 4 hours on Wednesdays). On thursday there was a teacher strike, so I didn’t formally begin school until yesterday – Friday the 25th of January… (more…)