Oh, to be in France. I arrived on Saturday morning around 10am and had to wait until 9pm to see Claira. She had a class field trip that she had to attend. The day seemed to go on forever! I almost leapt from the car to hug her when I saw her. Okay, I did leap from the car when I saw her. Best hug ever!! We spend the next day talking, giggling, and hugging. She just kept looking at me and grinning from ear to ear.
I decided to spend Monday at the University with her. Awake at 5:45, shower, a quick breakfast of bread, jam and chocolate, and then a brisk 10 minute walk to the bus stop. Walk from the bus stop to the tram, ride the tram to the University, walk from the tram, down a set of stairs, through an outdoor graffiti laden tunnel, and into one of the buildings on campus, up two flight of stairs to class and wait until the professor arrives. Quite the ordeal before even starting! I went to each class. I must confess it was intimidating. During the second class, the professor insisted that I participate. I did my fair share of scraping through French pronunciation before class ended. The professor was both kind and forgiving. All three of the classes were engaging, active and extremely rigorous. I was impressed with how much Claira has learned up to this point. The members of her class are quite the cast of characters. They include students from Albania, Ukraine, Syria and the U.S; a doctor, an engineer, a mother of two and several college students. I loved the variety of viewpoints and engagement within the class. They have formed quite a bond as they are together all day for each class. I was exhausted by the time we arrived home around 6:00.
(i will here attach the only picture we have together that she approves of-feat. Faith)
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