Category: Language
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#1. Behind the Postcard: The First in a Series of Reals – French Man La Rochelle
The Reals Series is meant to entertain while informing via trivial information only somewhat relevant to the topic et avec un peu d’humour. I keep in my pocket a picture of the past, a memory of long, long last – La Rochelle, France. The magical center and capital of the Charente-Maritime department, located in the Nouvelle-Aquitaine region.…
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Building a bridge across the Atlantic Ocean and alternative ocean crossing options until “they” do. Dans ma tête…
Construire un pont à travers l’océan Atlantique. If you’re looking for instructions on how to build a REAL bridge across the Atlantic Ocean, please return to your search bar and search again. Meanwhile – Dans ma tête. Can you imagine a bridge – Can you imagine if there was a bridge across the Atlantic Ocean? I imagine…
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What Came First – the Knee Pain or the Under Training? J’aime courir. Mais mon genou me fait mal tous les jours. To Run Through The Woods…
My husband is the artist of the family. He doesn’t practice, nor make time for his talent. It’s just something he occasionally does. His talent comes from his mother who got her talent from her father. Our eldest daughter and granddaughter have this same talent. I’m incredibly impressed and proud of his (their) talent. Meanwhile, I run and…
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Writing Letters – A Little Bit of Yesterday. J’écris des lettres.
Bonjour encore mes amis. Quoi de neuf? Pour moi, ma famille va visiter aujourd’hiu and nous allons manger ensemble. C’est December et il fait beau! Il n’y pas de neige ici heureusement! Mais – peut-etre plus tard? Bonjour, je m’appelle Suz et J’écris des lettres – Everyone knows and remarks how we’ve moved away from pen and…
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I’m still just me – Je suis toujours juste moi. To bring joy to others and without accolades.
I’m still just me – I’ve become the person I didn’t plan to be. I’m not who I planned to be when I planned to be me. I’m here (in the now) and I’m not what I thought I would be. I’m still just me. Je suis toujours juste moi – Je suis devenue la…
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Part 1 of 2. Où es-tu Suz? visite au québec et un retour à la réalité. Visiting Quebec and returning to reality.
Meanwhile, dans ma tête, la vie continue et mes rêves aussi – When we last spoke, I was preparing for our trip to Quebec, awaiting the birth of my third grandchild and attempting to unpause from an eight month self imposed work furlough (although I substitute taught with the local school – AND wow teachers…
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Lost Language Arts. Cursive is dead.
It’s not rocket science and saving it will not end world hunger. It’s a dying art, a piece of the past, which can be shared in love, received with intrigue and recalled nostalgically.
Suz Learns @ Behind the Postcard 