VICTORY!

Not much going on this week, it's the last week before the Vacances d'Hiver (2 week vacation), and I've been sick, so I've unfortunately been confined to my room the past two days. However this past weekend was really nice, the weather was not too cold, there was no snow, and I went to Nancy and met a lot of the Nancy assistants at a Crepe Party. Unfortunately, Tuesday night, I started to not feel so great, and it was worse Wednesday morning. I won't bore anyone with details, but I will say that living alone and being sick is not fun. But I think I'm on the way up thanks to Extra Strength Tylenol, Motrin, Mucinex, lots of water, and even more sleep.

However, Tuesday afternoon, when I was feeling alright, I helped with a class of fifteen-year-olds for two hours. The assignment from their teacher was to have rehearsed a quick skit about the calm, dry British sense of humor (and as I've learned here, because English is my native language, I naturally am expected to know everything about Britain, British culture, British history, the British Accent, etc.). The play was actually quite funny, about two British men in a hotel room and a bellboy who comes to tell them that the hotel is on fire and how calmly and skeptically they take the news. So, I'm sitting there, listening to the different groups act out the same skit in front of me several times, and all of a sudden, I hear it. Yes, I have achieved what many actors have tried (very unsuccessfully, I might add) to master. I heard a distinctive southern twang on several key words acted out by my students. I am not kidding. For example, the word "ought." I heard "awwt." YESSSSSSS. And somehow, I just can't find the heart to correct them. Just thought I'd share..