It occurred to me that I’ve yet to take the time to write about my school. Seeing as I spend a good deal of time learning French I might as well take the opportunity to share something about France Langue. I’m enrolled for seven weeks of classes at France Langue. I have classes four times a week for four hours (a day). When I first started there were five of us in the class. After one class, one student proceeded to drop the course leaving four of us. The program is set up so you can start from the beginning or join in (at the beginning of a week) and take classes for as long as you’d like. Going into my third week of classes I’m now one of six. The group has changed a little; now we’re all women, and many of the other students are housewives.
It takes about forty minutes for me to get to school from home. I walk ten minutes to Pere Lachaise (metro stop) and hop on the subway and ride almost until the end of the line. From Victor Hugo I walk two minutes to class. It’s a very pretty area though I don’t spend much time wondering around. The school has multiple classrooms, offices and a little cafeteria. It’s small but very busy. I’m impressed to see so many other students during our ten-minute break. Check out my pictures on flikr to get a better idea of what it’s like.
I’ve gone from being confused most of the time to understanding a good deal of what’s being said in class. I’ve gone from being excited to overwhelmed to frustrated to excited all over again. Everyone seems to want to know what I’m learning but I don’t have an answer. I can tell you that I’m learning a few verbs (and how to conjugate them), nationalities and am increasing my vocabulary. I may not understand the method to the madness but I can see that I am slowly learning more each day. I recognize words on the news and on signs/posters. I try to talk to John and Oscar as much as I can in French and take opportunities to read in French. The process is slow and I’m nowhere near fluent but the process has begun.
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