Tag Archives: France

No one else is going to do it.

When I lived in Paris in my first year as a real adult (read: freshly graduated and thus not actually much of an adult at all but feeling intoxicated by my freedom), I got terribly sick. I don’t get sick … Continue reading

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New Words.

My students inevitably all ask the same question: when did you become fluent in French? It’s one that can’t be answered, as you don’t cross fluency like a finish line, don’t pass a test of Knowing All Of The French. … Continue reading

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Paris by the colors.

One time I told James that I wanted to make a giant color wheel, made entirely of photos of the colorful doors all over DC. He calmly replied that he can only muster the appropriate enthusiasm for so many of … Continue reading

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Paris: Taking Stock

Making : plans for the group of students I have arriving on Friday. Cooking : soft boiled eggs over spinach creamed with goat cheese – my favorite French meal, and one I ate for dinner every night for several weeks … Continue reading

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Needing Paris.

“Paris is the sower. Where does he sow? In the shadows. What does he sow? Sparks. All that is, in the intellects scattered across the earth, catching flame here and there, and sparkling, is due to Paris. It is Paris that has … Continue reading

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Glimpses and Belonging.

//Yes, I realize that those first couple pictures are very similar to each other. I promise I really did cut out at least a hundred more of almost the same thing. I am also pretty sure that I have similar pictures … Continue reading

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Lyon.

Sometimes it’s surprising how life twists back around upon itself, winding in coils that have you revisiting things you thought you had left, re-finding connections that would have seemed preposterous if proposed initially. Last week I went to visit my … Continue reading

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