The last bit of class was a rush. I was considerably more worried about this, the second of four sessions [[1]], than the first one. A metric fuckton more grammar and there was less oral practice than the first session. You are expected to be competent at passé composé ("
It's been a hot minute since I posted, and I mean that both figuratively and literally: But let's start at the top. My partner is back finally from their long trip to Peru and that is among the reasons I haven't posted recently. They
(Reminder! I'll be in Seattle July 20-30th. Please drop me a line if you want to hang out as my schedule is filling up quite fast) The government run French classes come in all shapes and sizes - fully remote, part time, night classes, and of course the
(Update: I'll be in Seattle from July 20-30. If you are reading this, there is a pretty good chance you have a means of getting hold of me and would love to hang out. If somehow you don't have a way to contact me, you can
(Note: trying out some new footnote hack, it works much better on the webpage, which is now, properly, https://garbage.today/) It's been too long since I have written but I have several good excuses! The first: the city really has come alive (prend de vie) now that
I generally don't write directly about current events and I expect most people don't read this blog for that kind of content. That said, the brutal police crackdown - 2300 arrests at the time of this post - of students protesting the US support of a
Le cours numéro 1 est terminé! The exams consisted of four parts: * Production orale (speaking): Randomly chosen partners have two conversations. I was most worried about this, but a little practice was allowed first and we could choose out of three topics so it was cool. * Compréhension lire/Production ecrit
The snow was gone for a whole day and like the entire city came out. This warm spell just so happened to coincide with my first foray into the tech scene in Montreal: a meetup ostensibly for people interested in the Python programming language. But really, the language choice serves
It has not been a terrifically busy week, but by far the highlight was Sashay, Oy Vey! A Drag Brunch Megillah Reading. Join Auntie Semitism and Femmeschewitz for a glamorous retelling of one of our classic problematic faves, the Book of Esther. The Book so messy you have to put
So if you can believe it, despite my last name I've never been to a Saint Patrick's Day parade. Seattle either has an insufficient quantity of people who purport to be Irish or it's just never been on my radar. But this part of
Spring break - semaine de relâche or maybe congé printemps - is weird as an adult but I really needed the break. The break coincides with Montréal en Lumiére, the big winter festival. We went out for Nuit Blanche specifically, an evening where the city stays open all night -
Learning a language is a funny thing for adults. It's hard to not occasionally have a moment which is slightly infantalizing. Sometimes this happens with the coursework itself, which is often dual use with children's education: Sometimes it's in the videos that we occasionally